Well this the last chapter. I hope you enjoyed the very short story. Please tell me if you did! I don't own Harry Potter.


"Hermione, darling," Harry began

"What, I look horrible don't I?" She cried in distress.

Harry stood up, he grasped her hands, "No my darling you look lovely." He looked at her; he was captivated by her beautifully pained look. Her ringlet filled hair fell behind her shoulders as she looked away.

Her brown eyes looked down to her feet, Hermione was scared. She tucked her scarred arm up against her chest. Tears streamed to her eyes as she thought about it.

"Hermione dear, let's buy the dress and go talk back in the apartment." Harry whispered soothingly to her.


Harry made tea for them both; he handed a cup to her and sat down next to her.

"So Hermione dear please tell me about this dream."

"Well it is always ends in the same way- the scar is written into my arm." Hermione cried as memories flashed through her mind.

"Can you tell me a bit more?" Harry said, choosing his words carefully. Trying to get the info from her but scared to pry too much.

"Well the feeling and remind that it leaves behind is what hurts the most."

"What reminder?" Harry asked now very curios.

"Well the fact that I am muggleborn." Hermione whimpered as she leaned against Harry.

"But my dear, you never worried about that before." Harry asked with concern dripping from his voice.

"You never knew," Hermione screamed in a fit of tears.

"Hermione, why didn't you ever tell me I could have helped you!" Harry said yelling at first but then whispering.

"I know my dear I am so sorry I was scared, I didn't want you to see me as weak. You don't know what kind of pressure I felt to be perfect back at school. The looks that I got when I made a mistake, that was me and I couldn't allow weakness." Hermione cried, in apologies.

Harry cradled Hermione in his arms kissing her hair. "Hermione my dear, you know that I always loved you. You could have told me."

Hermione wiped her tears and laughed. "You like Ginny back in school."

"Ahh, my darling that is where you are flawed, I thought I loved her but I was confused, and I can say the same about you and Ron." Harry laughed back.

"That was also confusion." Hermione returned.

"Ah well let's not talk about them let's talk about us." Harry said as he kissed Hermione's hair.

"I love you Harry James Potter." Hermione whispered.

"And I love you Hermione Jean Granger, you are my one and only love." Harry whispered back.

"Loving every breath of you." Hermione chorused as she closed her eyes.