Title: Emerald Tears
Summary: The battle is lost; Hermione Granger is the only one left. Standing in the utter chaos that is left after the final battle; there is only one thing left for her to do. Go back in time to where it all began.
Warnings: Death of characters, slash Male/Male pairing. Time travel.
Pairings: HG/TMR/ ??
Disclaimer: What are u looking at me for? I don't own it!
Previously:"What...a...body?" His mind supplies quickly.
He watches as this stranger tries to lift themselves off of the ground but slumps letting out a pain filed groan. Without a second thought his body moves forward swiftly he reaches down and pulls back slightly; he blinks in shock and confusion.
"It's a girl."
He reaches forward once more and touches her shoulder and slowly turns her over; a gasp escapes his mouth without his permission as his grey eyes connect with her glowing green eyes.
Angels, answer me, Here, all too soon the day! Angeles, all could be Even, as I breathe
are you near if rain should fall?
Am I to believe
you will rise to calm the storm?
For so great a treasure words will never do.
Surely, if this is,
promises are mine to give you.
mine to give...
Wish the moon to fall and alter tomorrow.
I should know
heaven has her way
- each one given memories to own.
should you move both earth and sea
Angeles, I could feel
all those dark clouds disappearing...
comes an angel to their keep.
Surely, if this is
promises are mine to give you.
mine to give...
A soft voice was gently talking to her; she couldn't place who the voice belong to all she knew was that it made her feel warm and at peace within herself.
"My child..." The woman spoke to her; the woman's soft hand touched her cheek and she leaned into the warm touch without opening her eyes.
"You have gone through many things my child...mina amada." The voice continued softly, the gentle fingers running threw her hair.
"There is still things you must face and must do my child...mina amada. Things you will later hate." The gentle voice became sorrow filled. Her face scrunched up in concern; but the woman's fingers brushed over her face making her relax once more.
"It is time you awoke, mina amada." The woman's warm soft hands touched the side of her face lovingly.
"Mother..." Her voice came out sad.
A warm rich laugh filled the air, and the hands disappeared from her face.
"You must go mina amada." The woman's voice faded.
"Mother..I do not want to go." She mumbled out loud.
Her eyelashes fluttered slowly open slowly, her sight was hazy and she could see a woman's figure just beside her fussing with a few things she didn't recognise.
The woman paused and smiled softly.
"Your finally awake my dear, you gave us a bit of a scare; luckily Tom found you when he did."
She blinked in confusion.
"Tom?"
The woman smile widened and she nodded.
"Oh yes, Tom our head boy anywho...What is your name my dear?" The elderly woman asked softly; putting down a few things on the bedside table.
"My name?" She asked in confusion.
"Yes my dear your name, mine is Madam Merryworth, I am the healer here." A frown crossed Merryworth's face.
"I don't know my name." She whispered in sadness.
