WILL ANYTHING GOOD EVER HAPPEN TO ME
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Chapter 5::
Harry walked into the kitchen. Hermione was making breakfast for everyone. She had eggs, sausage, bacon, toast, and orange juice. They were all on plates. She made the food look like a smiling face.
"Eat up." Hermione said happily and fully recharged. "Did you sleep well, Harry? Well, I hope you did."
"Great thanks Hermione." He replied, still sleepy. "Thanks for letting me come over for the remainder of the summer." He said as soon as Hermione's parents came into the room wiping their eyes.
"Good morning, Harry, Hermione." They said in unison.
"Did you sleep well 'Arry" Hermione's dad asked while yawning.
"Yes very well. Thank you sir."
"Mom. Dad. Harry. Sit and eat please. Before it gets cold." Hermione insisted.
Harry laughed to himself. Harry thought she was about to turn into Mrs. Weasley.
Hermione was the last one to sit down. She stared at Harry for a while. Then, she noticed he was staring back smiling. She looked away quickly and started eating.
After they were finished Hermione's mother and father went upstairs to get ready. They had to leave for work in an hour.
"Well Harry. How was it?" Asked Hermione. "Are you still hungry?"
Laughing Harry said, "No thanks 'Mione. I think I'll be full 'til dinner."
Hermione blushed. 'Merlin, I love the way he talks.' She covered her mouth. "I didn't know how hungry everyone would be." Laughing to herself she smiled at Harry.
"Well Hermione, Harry." Hermione's mother said coming down the stairs in a rush. Her dad quickly following. "We've got to go to work. Will you two be fine by yourselves?"
"Yea mum. We'll be fine. Don't worry." Hermione said reassuring her mum and dad. Her mom and dad kissed her good-bye and said to be good to both of them.
"So, what do you want to do?" Hermione asked turning around to look at Harry, who wasn't there. 'Where'd he go' she asked herself. 'Probably to the bathroom. I'll go check.' She was blushing again. 'Just to check up on him' She tried to assure herself. 'O who am I kidding. There's something different about Harry that she never used to notice...Until now' "Stop it Hermione!" She was yelling at herself quietly.
Harry didn't come out of the bathroom. She was standing there for a long time. She walked to his room.
Knock Knock. 'Shit' Harry gasped. "Hold on a second." He yelled. He put a sweatshirt on and wiped his eyes. He looked in the mirror. You could see that he had been crying. He hid his emotions, made his facial expressions blank. He opened the door to see Hermione smiling and looking worried.
"When did you come up here?" She asked. "What were you doing? I thought you had gone to the bathroom so I was waiting and waiting but you never came out. I got scared for a bit." She said without taking a breath once.
Harry looked at her. She was staring at her hands. "Sorry Hermione. I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to be alone. And finish unpacking." He said quickly.
"Oh, well ok. Do you need any help then?"
"No but thanks for the offer. I'll let you know if I need anything."
Harry smiled at her. She smiled back. He couldn't help but notice how much she had grown, matured, over the summer. Again they caught themselves being watched by each other.
"Were you crying?" Asked Hermione.
"No. I was still tired. I must have been rubbing my eyes to much." He answered guiltily.
Hermione walked into her room and sat on her bed. 'Merlin! I think I love him!' She gasped. She wondered if Harry felt the same way. 'Oh, but he couldn't love me. We're best friends. We don't mix.'
'What is the matter with me!' Harry yelled at himself. 'Why can't I tell her I like her?' He thought about his feelings last night, came to a conclusion. 'I love Hermione.' He was going nuts. He shut the door and locked it. Then unlocked it, and locked it again. He was debating against himself whether or not he should go talk to Hermione. Finally, he gathered up his courage, unlocked the door, and walked down the hall to Hermione's room. He knocked on the door. Hermione quickly opened it.
"Hi Harry. Is something wrong?" She asked.
"No nothing's wrong. I just wanted- Hermione, can I talk to you?"
"Sure Harry. What's up?"
"Hermione, I don't exactly know how to say this, but I think I love you." Harry blushed, almost, as red as Ron's hair.
'O- He does feel the same way!' Hermione smiled. "Really Harry. I think I feel the same way." She said scared of what to do next. Harry's heart jumped.
"Ok, well I guess I better go." Harry said quickly. Loving someone so soon after his godfather had just died hurt too much. He left before she could say anything. Hermione sat on her bed and rethought everything that just happened. Harry locked his door and started to cry softly. He missed Sirus. His summer had not gone to well.
Harry sat on his bed, with a knife in his hand. He turned on his CD player and turned it up loud enough to hear but not to loud as not to disturb anyone.
One day I woke up
I woke up knowing
Today is the day I will die
He rethought the whole summer and the last school year. Everything that had happened was so overwhelming to him. With every bad thought, he cut himself again. He had been suicidal since the second week of summer after Vernon had started to abuse him.
I called my mother
Tell her I miss her
And I begged her not to cry
Worse than any other summer before. 'Sirus died!', he cut himself. 'Voldemort still isn't dead!', he cut himself again, 'I hate Uncle Vernon, Dudley, and Aunt Petunia!', he cut himself three more times. 'I hate myself', he cut himself three more times again. He hated himself for letting Sirus die. Getting him and his friends into trouble so many times. For everything.
I wrote a letter
Said I miss her
And I signed it 'Good-bye
Both his arms were bloody. He wiped them with Kleenexes. He would have used a spell to remove the scars, but he still wasn't allowed to use magic out of school.
You know the happiest day of my life
I swear the happiest day of my life
Is the day that I die
Knock knock "Shit!" He yelled. He couldn't find his sweatshirt anywhere. "Where is it."
Can you feel the love toni-
To late. He turned off the music quickly. Hermione opened the door. She gasped at what she saw. Harry had tears in his eyes and on his cheeks. His arms were starting to bleed again. Harry quickly found his sweatshirt and put it on. He wiped his eyes while pulling his shirt down.
"Hi Hermione. Do you need something?" He asked making his expression's and emotion's unnoticeable again.
:: Well, How was that. Hoped you liked it. Read and review please. For those of you who like long chapters I hope it was long enough. Next chapter will come soon.
Jessie
