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Sorry to everyone about the big delay between chapters. I know that I get upset with people and their lame excuses, but with no way to connect to the internet for a few weeks is a good excuse.

Lightblue-Nymphandora - Thanks for the help, I hope that I didn't let you down

Paws.on.scroll - I wanted this to be darker, and thanks for reading.

He landed with a thud, and sat up gasping for air.

Hermione was standing over him. The locket was hovering just above his head. Some how Hermione had gotten the locket out of his hand; he would have to ask her what spell was, for future reference. She threw the locket to the other side of the room, and lashed on to Harry. "Oh Harry, I thought that I had lost you. I thought……I thought that……You and ……Ro," with the start of his name she paused. All she could do was look at Harry. He knew what she was trying to say, and stopped her from continuing any further. "Hermione, I know what you mean, and I saw it too." She sat back and looked Harry squarely in the eyes. "All of it?" she asked meekly. All Harry could muster up was a slight nod. She burst into tears. "It felt so real Harry…… I mean it was their house, perfectly the same…….and he……he was every inch the same as him…... Harry, I tried not to let in, but it was like my worst nightmare realized," Hermione continued, "I am sorry that I could be so weak." Harry raised her head and looked deep into her eyes. "You are not weak Hermione. You are one of the strongest people that I know," Harry thought before he added, "I never want you to think that you are weak again. Got it?" She sat up a bit more dignified and tried to wipe away as many tears as she could.

After a few moments, Harry broke the silence that had overcome the two friends. He told her what had happened when he grabbed the locket. Hermione was starting to feel a bit better now that Harry was sharing his personal nightmare. They sat on the floor in each others arms for and hour or more. Time was no longer an issue for them. They were focused on remembering what reality was.

Slowly and quietly Harry got up, walked over to his bed and grabbed his blanket. He came back, grabbed the blanket Hermione had been using earlier and put them together. Harry draped it over Hermione and whispered, "This should help you to remember that we are still around." Harry watched as she sniffed the newly formed blanket. She smiled and looked up at him. "Harry...Thanks." She walked over to her bed, as Harry went back to his post. The rest of the night was as it normally had been, quiet and still.

A week or so pasted and Harry decided to confront Hermione.

"I think we should go to Godric's Hollow."

"I agree."

And here we leave our heroes
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Within the Deathly Hallows
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-- Rosiline --