Prompt 25: alone
Word count: 100
Warnings: character death
Harry had promised himself he wouldn't cry, but he wasn't making good on that promise.
It wasn't fair.
Why Hermione? Why now? They'd only just moved in together! He'd been planning to propose!
How he wished she'd kept the time turner, so he could stop the drunk driver from hitting her as she crossed the street.
To buy milk, of all things.
But she hadn't, and he couldn't, and now she was gone.
Harry placed the white roses on the grass that was staring to sprout on her gravesite, and walked slowly away.
Hermione was dead. And he was alone.