Summary: Hermione Granger found herself lost in a strange land unlike her own with no memory on who she ever was or how she got there.

Jaime/Hermione

Genres: Romance/Angst

Fandom: Crossover between GOT and Harry Potter.

Rating: Borderline to M. High T for teen.

A/N: Hi everyone! Welcome to the last few chapters of this story actually. It's getting to the climax. It was hard for me to write this much into it into a 1k chapter. x.x I wanted to go into much more detail but my story goal didn't allow much room for it unless I want to do about 10 more chapters haha.

I'm actually surprised that many people actually reviewed, alerted and favorited this story. Thank you! It means a lot to me!

Like I stated in the last chapter, I had fun writing this. It was a sort of new story line I experimented on. I might do another Jaime and Hermione story after this one. A bit longer, that might follow the GOT world and events but it's much undecided at the moment.

I also like to thank all those who had reviewed, alerted or even favorited this story. Thank you, you all gave me inspiration to keep writing this story to the finish.

Anyway, I do not and will not own HP or GOT. I just own this small plot and my own original characters. :3


CHAPTER ELEVENTH

"Stars can't shine without darkness."

-Unknown


"…You do?" He wanted to congratulate her on her success. He wanted to pull her into a huge hug with a beaming smile. This was great. This was very good. She can finally return to her family and friends that surely been wondering where the hell she disappeared too…but why…oh so why was there a feeling deep within his chest that was so close to disappointment? A feeling….a small dark want deep inside him wished that she would never really stumble onto her memories….

What the bloody hell was wrong with him?

The look within his eyes betrayed the words that he spoke. He knew it and he's pretty sure that she can see that too, but he really hope that she doesn't.

It was like everything was being ripe apart from him all at once and soon he couldn't even deny the heartbreaking emotion that he was feeling at this very moment.

He could just lock her up, take her prisoner for the rest of her days and no one would ever question him. He quickly, dash that idea away. If he made her stay, it would only push her away and will cause her to hate him over time.

The mere thought of her hated him made him sick, and for that one small moment, in all of space and time the answer was actually clear to him.

He needed her.

He couldn't just watch her walk away, but he will. If it make her happy. If it was for the best of her and so, with distrained he listened. His heart literally on the line with each word that she spoke.

"My name is Hermione Jean Granger." She spoke to him with a clear and confident voice. Someone that know who and what she was and not afraid of showing.

Then the woman before him flinch. He wanted to reach out for her, to comfort her, and to tell her that it was okay. It was all going to be okay. Now that she remembered, he can and will send for her family or even husband for that matter to come for her. Be reunited with the people she lost while under his care.

"and I'm….I'm not from this world or time."

That was the moment of truth. The truth about her that she was letting on. A normal man would have dismiss this claim. That this was pure craziness and ill of the mind. That maybe her memory loss went farther than just that, but for some crazy illogical reason he instantly believed her.

Her mannerism during her stay, states her character. The way how her innocence haven't been tainted at this age in Westeros.

Then that small hope lodged within his heart.

If she was not from this time…if she was from another world then that means she had no one to go to. The only place for her would be with him. Just him.

Her amber eyes questioned him confused at his lack of reaction to her statement.

He took in a deep breath. The moment for him, Sir Jaime of House Lannister to make a choice to believe this woman. A choice that he wouldn't even make if he haven't met her.

"I don't deny your claim, mi'lady. You have no reason to lie." He spoke, pausing his lips for a moment to let his words ponder to her. Then she smiled. It was small but it was all it took for happiness wash over him like a love sicken fool that he was.

The love sicken fool that he finally starting not to deny himself to be.

He then looked somewhat out of place. What else should he say? It was not common for people telling him that they fall from another place in time.

"Do you have family? Or even friends?" He then responded and that smile on her lips disappeared rather quickly, and he wished that he could turn back time and retreated his question.

"I….Not anymore." It was like everything crashed around her hard. She had no one. No friends or family, nothing solid to fall back on. Without her memories of both her friends and family, it was easy not thinking on it, but now….remembering everything…caused her so much heartbreak. It showed on her face. She felt tears building up within her eye-lids ready to fall.

She closed her eyes and soon a sob left her pale lips. The brave and courageous Hermione Granger wasn't strong any longer. The sound of her sobs broke him and soon he reached for her. It took him a few second to reach her and pulled her into his arms.

His soothingly, wrapped one of his arms around her waist and another into the thickness of her curls pushing her head softly into his well-tone chest in comfort.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay. You have me."

That was the truest he had ever been to and for her.