hey guys im so sorry havent posted in a while, but i have had loads of homework to do, and i still have, i wrote this to keep you guys on track, and im sorry if it isnt good!

but i hope you like it!

Previously

Right in front of me,

Was the guys shirtless, and standing in front was Jacob and Sam holding a severely bleeding and wounded Paul.

Chapter 11!

Hermione's POV:

Emotions came, full force; the kitchen was erupted in chaos, and commands.

But all I could focus my attention on was the bloody form of Paul Walker.

With everyone's clueless attempts of plans, and helpless accounts of trying to quieten down the sobs, I put my mind into action.

I stood up, and summoned my phone, and dialled a familiar number,

"Grams, I need you to come round Emily's now! Bring your kit, all of it, it's an emergency, be quick please!" I hurried down the phone, waiting for a simple reply before hanging up and heading back to Paul, who was now placed in the living room's sofa.

They were all surrounded round Paul, all looking helpless to Paul's screams of agony that hit me like a bullet to the heart.

Ignoring all the curious glances I received from the others, I set up for Grams, so she could get to work quicker.

As promised, Grams came in a record time of 2 minutes, obviously apparating here, and was able to get to work, seeing as I finished the set up.

Grams managed to move everyone into a corner of the room, seeing as no one wanted to leave Paul, to make sure they wouldn't get in her way of work.

She was fully pre-pared for her task, but she still got surprised once she saw the form of Paul all bloody in his position on the sofa.

"Right, you know Mya, after this, there is no turning back" Grams told me, as she began to examine the form of Paul, checking his wounds.

I knew what her words meant, and she was right in saying it. Because if Grams did heal Paul, it would give away our secret and our secret would be known by them, but if she didn't help…I couldn't bare to even think of what could happen.

Not being able to talk due to the lump in my throat, I slightly nodded my head whilst looking down, but made it clear enough for Grams to see, before she summoned potions after potions.

I walked back into the kitchen, not being able to bear to look at the disgust written on their faces,

Not being able to look at Paul with out feeling heart broken,

And not being able to bear the thoughts of disappointment and betrayal Neville will feel when he finds out, which will most likely be in a few minutes.

I walked into the kitchen, to be alone, and to think.

To think what my life would have been without the use of magic, the life of being normal.

Growing up like a normal teenager, having teenage girl drama at school, having a fun loving family, going to a normal school, getting normal friends, but thinking about all of this,

It made me realise, that if I had this 'normal' life, I wouldn't be were I am today, I wouldn't have had great friends, and gained new families, I wouldn't had of achieved anything, I would be a boring book worm teenage girl, whose personality rested inside a good book.

I wouldn't be one of the golden trios,

I wouldn't had of found such great friends,

I wouldn't be a war hero,

I wouldn't be the smartest witch since Rowena Ravenclaw,

And I wouldn't have of experienced anything I have done inside and outside Hogwarts.

However, I would never have felt the pain and guilt I have felt through the years, I would never had to experience so much death, I wouldn't need to check to make sure I wasn't walking into a trap, and I wouldn't have been on anyone's hit list.

But through all of that, I would never have lived my life, I wouldn't be the brave Gryffindor I am today, I wouldn't of been adopted by Grams, Nev wouldn't be a brother, I wouldn't of met Paul, and Ben would never had of met Leah.

The pain and loses I have been through, since this day, has made me who I am, its made me strong and hard willing, it taught me to keep fighting until the end, and to believe.

To believe, that there may be a way to every situation out there.

And I knew, that now, all I had to do, was believe.

I had to believe that Paul would be ok.

I had to believe, that everyone didn't feel any difference towards us.

I had to believe, that Neville will always be there for me as a brother.

I had to believe that Ben and Leah would be ok.

So I knew that I had to believe that every thing will be alright, though I knew to some extent, there may be a few miss gatherings, but I just had to believe.

I wasn't aware if how long I have been buried in my thoughts for, but the next thing I realise, is someone shaking me.

I yelped in surprise, and turned around to see Ben's reassuring smile.

"Come on, Paul's awake, and wants to see you" he said, whilst grabbing my hand and leading me towards the lounge, where everyone was, and I mean everyone.

The whole council was here as well as the guys and girls and Neville.

But my attention was caught on the person in the middle of it all.

He was cleaned and bandaged up, with an award winning smile on his face when I walked into the room.

That smile brought me out of my lost emotions, to happiness I have never felt, that smile made me feel warm and complete, as if nothing could stop me.

Walking over to him, I dropped to my knees once I was directly opposite him, and grabbed his hand in mine, whilst looking into his beautiful chocolate coloured eyes.

"You worried me" I said to him, with a few tears lingering in my eyes.

I was hoping he wasn't going to pull away, and state how some one like me could ever get with some one of his standards and look away, whilst implying how abnormal I am.

But instead, he grabbed my face in his hands, and whipped the tears away with his thumbs and brought my forehead to his lips.

With that sudden contact, it felt like I was on fire, those slight actions made me feel loved, and mad me feel that I belonged.

And looking into his eyes, assured me on that.

"There was nothing to worry about" he replied huskily, sending shivers down my spine.

"I think there is a lot of explaining to do" Billy Black said in the corner, with a smile on his lips.

I guess its time to lift my walls from the past, and pray they will listen.

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