Chapter 2 Rest of the fallen.
Harry was about to finish his rest when suddenly. Hermione sharply said "harry" impatiently. She shrieked at harry for his shocking revelations. Harry was
trying desperately for her life forever. "Harry I love you! Not Ron! " Harry gasped for breath. Harry felt overwhelmed, yeah, bloodshot; his hands agitatedly
vibrated with love. However, it was too late. His rest procession had already begun. Ron began to cry out into hermione's bag. "Why would you break my
heart like that Hermione! " Shrieked Ron profusely. But harry hardly cared what Ron thought. Hermione was his forevermore. Even though his sleep was
beginning and Hermione wouldn't notice him for: 35- years to come. His heart flew like a bird. Harry stared around him came back a moment and hermione
had left. Harry didn't mind as a sea of black darkness came over him. And he slept.