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If I owned it, it might have gone this way, luckily for you, I don't. I do not own Not Like The Movies either, that belongs to the amazing Katy Perry.

Chapter 4- Memories

Harry sat on his bed as he quietly cried, thinking about Emily.

He put it on me, I put it on
Like there was nothin' wrong
It didn't fit, it wasn't right
Wasn't just the size
They say you know when you know
I don't know

Emily and Harry sat on the swings in the park, arms stretched out and hands holding.
"I wish you didn't have to go back to school tomorrow." She cried, they had spent the whole summer together and she didn't know what she would do without seeing him every moment of every day. He had explained that his school didn't allow phones but that if she wrote him every day, he would write her every day too and they wouldn't miss a moment

I didn't feel
The fairy tale feeling, no
Am I a stupid girl
For even dreaming that I could?

For the whole year, they had written each other about their days and their friends. Harry had told her that everything would be alright when she had told him that she was sick and that she was in hospital so that they could try to figure out what was wrong with her. She had been there for two months and all the doctors had been able to tell her was that she didn't have much time left. Her parents had wanted her to be able to live her final days happy, so they had taken her home from the hospital the day before Harry returned at the end of the year.

If it's not like the movies
That's how it should be
When he's the one, I'll come undone
And my world will stop spinning
And that's just the beginning

When Harry walked onto the platform of Kings Cross Station, he was shocked to see Emily standing with his Aunt. She was bone thin and almost grey in colour, her once lush hair was stringy and she was hugging a blanket around her in an effort to stop her shivering in the warm June air. Harry kissed his Aunt and then pulled her into his embrace as he kissed her. As the elder woman pushed the trolley that his trunk was on and he wrapped her arm around her almost non-existent waist as they walked out of the train station and headed home.

Snow White said when I was young
One day, my prince will come so I'll wait for that date
They say it's hard to meet your match
Gotta find my better half so we make perfect shape
If stars don't align, if it doesn't stop time
If you can't see the sign, wait for it
One-hundred percent, worth every penny you spend
He'll be the one that finishes your sentences

The two were inseparable from when he got home and they were often seen picnicking under a large tree with Emily tightly wrapped in at least two thick blankets. Dudley had overheard from his parents what was going on and had kept his friends away from the two.

If it's not like the movies
That's how it should be, yeah
When he's the one, I'll come undone
And my world will stop spinning
And that's just the beginning

Harry had gone with her to every one of her doctor's appointments and had held her as she cried herself to sleep each night with her head filled with thoughts of not waking up in the morning and of Harry struggling to get up each morning without her to coax him out of bed.

'Cause I know you're out there
And you're, you're lookin' for me
It's a crazy idea that
You were made perfectly for me, you see

Despite the two of them being perfect for each other, Emily knew that it was tearing him apart inside to watch her die, slowly becoming too weak to do anything. She had done the only thing that she could to protect him from the pain. One night as they lay in bed together, Harry's arms wrapped tightly around her, she had done it. She rolled over and looked at him, brushing his fringe out of his eyes.
"You know I love you, don't you?" she whispered.
"Of course I do…" he whispered back, kissing her tenderly.
She looked him in the eye and told him; "I can't make you keep watching me die" she told him, tears welling in her eyes.
"What are you saying?" he asked.
"I think we should stop seeing each other, I can see how much it is hurting you…" Harry pressed his forehead against hers and looked into her eyes…
"I'll still come here every day to see you" he told her, holding her tighter.
"NO!" she cried, "You can't Harry, You're not allowed to come here anymore!" she told him. "I love you too much for you to see me this way. I want you to remember me like this, when I still have some of my dignity." They kissed each other again the tears were streaming from their eyes.
"Can I stay until you fall asleep? I promise to be gone when you wake up." He asked, still gripping her tightly.
She nodded and they cried together as he sang her their song as her eyes drooped closed, tears still falling. When he finished the song, Harry kissed her on the lips and carefully got out of the bed and got dressed so that he didn't wake her.

Just like the movies
That's how it will be
Cinematic and dramatic
With the perfect ending
It's not like the movies
But that's how it should be
When he's the one, you'll come undone
And your world will stop spinning
And it's just the beginning

Harry was shocked to see her standing at the train station when he arrived on the first of September. He walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.
"Hey," he whispered, hands in his pockets.
"Hi," she whispered back.
"I've missed you," he told her.
"So have I," she said.
He looked at the clock next to the entrance and cursed when he saw that it was 10:55am.

Throwing caution to the wind, Harry kissed the love of her life and stored in his memories every aspect of her; how she felt in his arms, her body moulded against his and how her lips felt against his, knowing that it was unlikely that they would ever see each other again. After what felt like a lifetime, the two pulled back, tears falling from her eyes.
"You have to go." She whispered.
"I do." He muttered back, kissing her again. "I'll never forget you my princess"
"I won't ever, my knight in shining armour." She smiled.

After one final kiss, Harry pulled away and walked onto Platform 9¾.