DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!
You're My Past, Present and Future
Epilogue
Tom awoke slowly. Morning light slipped into the room via a crack in the curtains. He tutted at it, waved his hand and they shut, putting the room into half-darkness. He rolled onto his back and looked to the other side of the bed. It was empty; he was the only one in the bed.
"Hermione?" he called out, but to no avail; no answer was given. He tried again. "Hermione?" Again, no answer. He threw the blankets off him in anger and frustration, completely unabashed by his nakedness and walked over to the bathroom door. He opened it slowly and looked inside. No one.
He began to get worried. She wasn't in the bathroom, she wasn't in the bedroom...Where the hell was she? He turned around and saw it. A letter. Dread instantly filled him. He walked over to the table, sat on the bed and picked up the letter. He ripped opened the flap and pulled out the folded parchment. Unfolding it with shaking hands, he read.
"My dearest Tom,
"As you're reading this, I am travelling back to England. Please, don't look for me or try to bring me back. I've closed off our mental connection so you won't be able to talk to me and/or persuade me to come back.
"I'm sorry for my harshness, darling, but I need to live my life. You know that I love you but if I live with you, I won't do anything. I'll sit around the castle and be bored stiff, and you know how angry I get when I'm bored." Her light tone made him smile.
"I've got my qualifications, got my wand and got ambition, I'll be fine.
"Goodbye, my love, my always, my Tom...xxx"
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4th part coming soon!