Chapter 28 Phase four (the last one)

Love in Library

Severus:

Hermione and I have been together since the beginning of the sixth year. I don't know that I whether I love her that much, but it is enough for we to be together. Lot of things have been happened, we have experienced them and learn from them. It seems that there are two problems between us.

One of them is Harry and Ron. We can't tolerate each other. The gap between Gryffindor and me. I don't attend the school, I just live here, but I'm sure if I am the students, I won't be in Gryffindor. I loathe them, character and even expressions. It's prejudice, I know it, but nothing could be done. I don't mean to hurt them, and I'm sure them me. But what we did made us to this stage. Apparently, Hermione isn't satisfied. She tried to make a balance, obviously, we can't stop fighting. She chose me which I thought I was right and lucky to have her, and also proud that I weighed more than them. It's childish, love makes people childish.

Hermione isn't in a well condition. Most of the peers hate her, and more, afraid of her. They take her as sane, and I account for it. They can't see me. Nobody can beside her. I can't believe it first, but in fact, she can see me. It was perfect that it was her and not someone else. When she spends time with me, in the hall, classes and common room, she is stared. It slowly acted to be a show, a performance, some of the students even sold tickets for this.

Her friends don't like her like before, however, they are special. They have used all methods to help her back to who she is, and have failed till now. It was cruel, and they couldn't accept the fact that Hermione stays like this for time none knows how long.

The most shocking thing is that Hermione herself have accepted the fact herself. She was hurt at the start, she cried all night and played truant. Then she asked me why, I didn't tell her anything, and incredibly, she loved me as she had done. I cared about her feelings. It's not the time I could tell her anything. At least, after the war. She didn't bother with this question. I was a bit worried about this, and she finally came through all this.

There are only two that could see me, my older brother and I. The day on the battlefield where I first meet her, I begged him to get her back. It couldn't be me. I couldn't even lift her. I don't have the ability most of humans do. I'm not a ghost, but we have similarities.

We both love books, no doubt that we would have a big bookshelf after the war. We have to live through it. We want a love none can disturb, and nothing as well.

Library is the perfect place for both of us.

Hermione:

He was sitting on the chair near the window. The sunshine was shining on the floor, curtain half closed. He was holding a book, smiling in his eyes. The warmth gave him some delight. He stood up, black robes covered his body. He was so handsome and he was mine. The "ghost" was charming, and he stood up to look for me.

It was a love I wanted and dreamed of in childhood.

I walked towards him, hands covered his eyes.

I giggle, the last one I have before the war.


It is the last chapter before the war. I am planning to reupdate to correct some mistakes. If you have some advice about the war, please review. I know the process they love is suddenly, I'm not good at describing this, so I choose some of the phases to depict. Hope you love it.