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A/N: Some of you have been wondering why Hermione isn't asking the guy's name and let me just say, there's a reason for everything... or most things anyway. So just be patient while I get to the whole "name revealing" thing.
4. Him
Hermione lay once more on her couch, feet up against the armrest as music played in the background.
Faint light of dawn
I'm listening to you breathing in and breathing out
Needing nothing
You're honey dipped
You are beautiful, floating clouds, soft world
I can't feel my lips
It was a beautiful song and it seemed to describe nothing yet everything that Hermione felt. The singer's voice was so melodic and calming. Taking out her wand Hermione changed her ceiling to look like a bright blue sky.
For once in her life Hermione realized how alone she was. No more Crookshanks, no more friends, no more anything. She was alone, she would grow alone, she would die alone and she would never, could never... love.
Maybe that was why she was intrigued by him, that stranger. Perhaps, maybe...
Hermione laughed. Her and that stranger. He seemed like a thousand years ago. Thoughts like that were pointless. There was nothing more to him than a kind, beautiful, stranger. Well as far as Hermione was concerned anyway.
She would just rot here. In this flat she had gotten because she was dubbed a ''hero'' and needed a place to stay. Harry Potter's friend who helped win the war and was with him when he died. Right before he perished in the final moments in the battle between good and evil.
Voldemort died... and so did Harry.
A while before they had been attacked by Death Eaters and Ron... Ron, hadn't made it.
Tears slipped quietly from her eyes and she wiped them away.
Hermione was tired of the same old nothing. Her life gray and dull.
Realizing she was hungry Hermione got up. She hadn't taken off the clothes from yesterday so she just grabbed a jacket, turned off the music and left the flat.
Today was a beautiful day, bright, sunny and blue.
Pathetically buying some chips and a soda Hermione headed off to the park where she had first seen him. Sitting down on the same bench she had been in last, she watched the little children play.
A child would be wonderful to have. Hermione thought. It would really brighten up her day if she just... had someone. Sighing she sipped her soda.
"Switching to caffeine now are you?" Hermione was startled as the platinum haired boy, more to say man, from before sat down next to her.
Hermione felt so giddy! She wanted to giggle and laugh and give him a big smile. She had somebody to talk to! My god I'm lame. She kept her cool though.
"Hi."
"Hey." he nodded.
Oh great, finally I have someone to talk to and I have nothing to say!
"Chips?" she asked as she held the bag out for him. The best you can come up with is ''Chips?''! What's wrong with you women!
"No thank you." he politely replied. Yeah, like hell he'd want chips! "You live around here?" he asked.
"Uh-huh."
"That's nice." Hermione nodded.
Hermione set her soda to the side as silence swallowed them. Oh come on Hermione! Think of something to say! You were dubbed 'Smartest witch of our time' so put some of that brain wave to use, like, um, NOW!
"You come here often?"
"A bit, yes." Hermione nodded. Stop nodding dummy! It's all you've been doing! Hermione looked the other way.
"You seem a bit nervous, if I may ask--"
"Huh?" Hermione turned towards him, missing what he had said.
"Oh um, you seem nervous."
"Who? Me? No. Nope, I'm good, I'm fine, no, not at all, not me... What was the question again?" she rambled. He chuckled and looked at her with kind eyes. Hermione turned away and pursed her lips to the side.
"Hey listen, why don't we go eat something? Well, besides junk food."
"Oh, um, that's kind of you but um, I'm really not that hungry." Hermione replied. Not that hungry? NOT THAT HUNGRY? Why the bloody hell did I say that! YES, I want food! Ignore my last comment! I'm eating chips for heaven's sake, take me out!
"That's fine." Merlin's pants, WHY!
"How long were you planning to stay out here for?" Hermione shrugged. "You like going to the park?"
"Not to be rude or anything but what's with all the questions?"
"Sorry, just thought I'd get to know the person who woke up in my bed better." he grinned.
Hermione replied snidely. "It's not as if anything happened." he raised an eyebrow. "Right?" Hermione asked unsure.
He shrugged "Maybe."
"What!" Hermione shifted her body in his direction.
"Relax, I'm kidding." he laughed.
"That's not funny." he simply stared at her, a shadow of a smile upon his lips.
He checked his watch. "I've gotta go. Try not to get drunk will ya? I'm not always gonna be there." he said playfully.
"Hey! It was a one time thing. I don't even drink!"
"Yesterday?"
"That was yesterday, my first time going to a pub to drink." Hermione defended.
"Well seeing as you ended up so drunk you passed out, I suggest you don't do it again."
"Trust me, I won't. It ended up horribly!"
"Not so horrible if you asked me." he said, smiling at her. If Hermione's instincts were correct he was saying it wasn't so horrible because he met her. Was that be possibly what he meant?
"Well I'll see you around I suppose." he said as he got up.
"Yeah, see you around." Hermione nodded. He left and Hermione noticed he took a quick glance back.
Smiling to herself Hermione finished her chips and soda before heading home.
A/N: The lyrics used in this chapter were from the song Don't Bring Me Down by Sia.
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