Mixed Rhapsodies of Harry
I'm back here in this spot again.
Why do things like this happen to me all the time?
I mean, I saved this world from Voldemort.
Why do I feel so alone?
It had been a week since she left. I had been drinking a lot since then. I was in my usual booth, drinking till I'm too drunk to go up in my room. I kept watching people come and go from here and I wished I could just go and start over.
I re-read the letter she sent me over and over again. I wanted it to be a lie. I don't want to believe it.
Dear Harry,
I'm so sorry this letter going to be my first and last letter to you. I don't know how to begin. I'm just sorry. I realized that what I felt with you is the infatuation of a teenage girl. I'm that immature, huh?
I don't want to hurt you, believe me. But I must ask you to forget about us. Both of us have to move on. I'm going to marry Ron, if he still wants me back because the one I really love is Ron. I realized that now.
Please don't hate Ron. Don't forget that he gave up Hermione for you. He told me he let his feelings for her disappear because you love Hermione. Please let him become happy by letting me go.
I guess this is goodbye. I placed the ring with the letter. I'm sorry, Harry.
Iris Zabini
I was too fast. This was just one stupid replay of the past. And, how could I forget Ron? He was her fiancé for one thing. I was such an arse. He already gave up Hermione for me. I don't want to make Ron suffer anymore so I believed that I let Iris go.
Well hey
So much
I need to say
Been lonely since the day
The day you went
away
So sad but true
For me there's only you
Been crying
since the day
The day you went away
But I'm suffering because I lost Iris.
Did Ron feel this way when he gave up Hermione for me?
I got a visit from my old Headmaster, Prof. Dumbledore. He even bought me a drink and we talked.
"Harry," He started, "I didn't expect you to be like this."
I answered, "I didn't expect this as well, Professor."
"I came here to save you from this." I was interested so Prof. Dumbledore continued, "I want you to teach Defense against the Dark Arts in Hogwarts. You're a great wizard, Harry. The students will learn a great deal from you."
"What would they learn from a drunkard like me?" I asked my old Professor.
"Great things, Harry." He answered. "Please think of my offer" He stood up. "And Harry, Miss Zabini is getting married next week. I suppose you'd attend since it is also Mister Weasley's wedding. I expect an answer by that time." He waved and left the place.
Esmeralda approached me, "What did the Professor say, Mr. Potter?"
I answered plainly, "He wants me to teach Defense against the Dark Arts in Hogwarts."
Esmeralda smiled. "That is great, Mr. Potter. I would love to be your students. Our current professor is such a bore."
I looked at her. "Do you think I should?"
She nodded. "You're a great wizard, Mr. Potter."
I smirked at her, "You know, he said the same thing, Little Rosmerta."
I decided to think about Prof. Dumbledore's offer about teaching.
Maybe it could save me from this sadness.
The next morning, I was eating breakfast when I saw a familiar face enter the place. Her brown hair was tied in a ponytail and those hazel eyes I missed for so long.
Hermione
And someone with silver, blond hair came with her. I stared at him. I knew him too. He was the one who she chose to love.
Draco
Did I lose my love to someone better?
And does he
love you like I do?
I stared away but I was curious. What were they doing here? Why were they here? I looked at her and then, I just realized she was looking at me too
"Harry?" I heard her say. Tears were starting to accumulate in her eyes. She walked towards me. "Harry Potter, is that you?"
Well I wonder could
it be
When I was dreaming 'bout you baby
You were dreaming of
me
Call me crazy, call me blind
To still be suffering is stupid
after all of this time
I looked at her. "Hello, Hermione."
Hermione suddenly hugged me. "Oh, Harry, I missed you so much. Luna told me that she saw you on the bridge and she saved you. She left you in the Leaky Cauldron and now, I just heard from Ginny that you were here but I didn't believe her." She looked at me. Suddenly, she moved away a little, "Harry, you smelled like you bathe in Firewhiskey. Are you drinking?"
I nodded. "Yeah," I added, "Living here can make you into an alcoholic."
Draco was staring at me and I knew what was on his mind. He was thinking, "This is what became of Harry the Great – a drunkard."
"Have a seat, both of you." I offered them.
Hermione sat down. Draco kept standing. "Dray," She said sweetly, "Sit down." Draco didn't obey. Hermione pulled him beside her instead.
"Harry," Hermione started, "Ron is getting married. He wants you to be his best man. He's too busy preparing for it since his fiancée came back to him. He asked me to give the invitation to you personally. He thinks it would help if you saw me again."
I shrugged. "Not really. It doesn't help that much but I'm glad you're here to give this invitation to me." I smiled at them. "Guess you two are next in line for the wedding ceremonies, huh?"
She blushed, "We haven't really thought of that, Harry but I'm glad you're okay with me being with Draco. You should have seen Ron. He went red when he saw me and Draco."
"It figures." I muttered.
She seemed to have heard my remark. "What is it Harry?"
I instantly said, "Nothing." I asked her, "Did you meet his fiancée by any chance? I met her already." 'I even fell in love with her, for Heaven's sakes.' He added to himself.
"Yes." Hermione answered, "I can't believe that Iris Zabini almost looks like me. You should have seen her twin. We're like two peas in a pod."
"I see." That was all I could say.
"Harry," She said in a melancholic manner, "Please stop being like this. I can't help feeling bad every night I sleep and think that my best friend became a drunkard because of me."
I can't live without
you
Can't breathe without you
I'm dreamin; bout you
honestly
tell me that its over
'cause if the world is spinning and I'm
still living
It won't be right if we're not in it together
Tell
me that it's over
And I'll be the first to go
Don't want to
be the last to know
"Hermione," I said, "I just wanted to be alone, and that is the reason why I'm here. I don't want to see anyone I know and especially you. I'm starting to move on now. My life has never been better." Hermione frowned. I continued, "Letting you go was one thing. Letting Iris go was another."
Hermione's eyes grew wide. "YOU HAD AN AFFAIR WITH RON'S FIANCEE?"
I nodded. "I was her lover but she decided to go, like you did and I just say, 'Giving her up is for Ron.' And then, I start to feel better."
Hermione smiled, "I'm glad you're taking this lightly, Harry."
I nodded. "I am."
Hermione and Draco stood up. "Harry, we got to go now."
I nodded and didn't bother to say good bye. They didn't bother as well. I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I looked and it was Draco, "What do you want?"
"I want to say thank you for giving up Hermione." After that, he left.
I just stared as they exited the door. I started to feel alone again.
I cannot help it I
couldn't stop it if I tried 'Cause when there's you, I feel whole
The same old heartbeat fills the
emptiness I have inside
And I've heard that you can't fight love,
so I won't complain
'Cause why would I stop the fire that keeps
me going on?
And
there's no better feeling in the world
But without you I'm alone
And I'd rather be in love with you
I hate living this way.
I guess teaching in Hogwarts won't be so bad after all.
Author's Notes: This chapter isn't that good, I know. I'm almost done with things and yes, this story is almost done. (One or two chapters to go)
Songs Used:
The Day You Went Away (M2M)
Over (L. Lohan)
I'd Rather Be In-Love with You (M. Branch)
Standard Disclaimer Apply.
