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Harry Potter and The Soul Bound
After The War.
Harry was tired. He defeated Voldemort and won the war. But there were many deaths. Fred Weasley, Remus Lupin, and many more. Harry felt guilty for all of their deaths. My fault; that was all Harry thought about. He, Harry James Potter, felt that their deaths were his fault, when they weren't. It was Voldemort's fault, even if Harry didn't know it. Harry was staying with the Weasley's. Hermione Granger, Harry's other best friend, was also staying with them while Headmistress Minerva McGonagall, retrieved her parents from Australia to restore their memory. To create more problems for Harry, Ginny Weasley, (his girlfriend), was driving him crazy. She wouldn't stop pestering him into buying a house, for them to move into. He was only eighteen for God's sake! Also, Harry felt for her, as a sister, not a lover. He wants to break up with her, but after the loss of her brother, he couldn't hurt her anymore. I'll wait a week, Harry thought.
But now, it was July 4th, two months after the Battle of Hogwarts. He waited, because the Weasley's weren't ready. George would stay in his and Fred's shared room, only coming out to eat and go to the toilet. Molly, Ron's mum, cried almost every day if someone says Fred's name. Arthur would walk outside to punch the earth and curse when Fred was brought up. Bill and Charlie were also sad but had to leave do to their jobs. Percy didn't come to the funeral so he didn't care about Fred's death. Ginny would cry herself to sleep. Ron tried to keep his temper down, but he would always release it and it almost always released on Hermione. Like now. It started when Molly got a letter from Hogwarts saying that Hogwarts was sorry for their lost. Molly and Ginny started crying while George ran to his room. Harry and Hermione stood in the back of the room, letting the family calm down. Hermione muttered a small I'm sorry. Ron heard it and said,
"You're not. You were never sorry."
"I'm sorry Ron. I really am." Hermione said, hoping not to start another fight. Harry knew what was going to happen.
"No you're not. You would be as upset as us. I know that you're not upset because you'll smile like crazy." Ron yelled. Now Hermione was frowning and Harry could see the tears coming.
"Ron, calm down." Harry intervened.
"Don't tell me to calm down. I have every right to yell at her. She has no clue..." Ron started.
"She has no clue why you're yelling at her. Hermione didn't do anything." Harry said. Hermione gave Harry a, thank you, look. Ron then called her names that shouldn't be repeated. Everyone gasped. Hermione let the tears streak her cheeks and she spirited out the back door. Harry glared at Ron and followed Hermione. This is the ten time in two weeks, Harry thought. It's true, ever since Fred, Hermione would run out of the house whenever Ron yelled at her. Harry ran to the willow tree in the backyard, knowing that he'll find her there. Hermione would always go there when she cried and Harry would always find her.
"Mione." Harry said as he walked up to her. Hermione turned to him and gave him a watery smile. She loved that nickname. Harry sat next to her and hugged her. Hermione hugged him back and cried on his shoulder.
"Harry." Hermione said when her tears dried.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"I'm tired of fighting him. I can't take those fights that have no peruse what so ever. I don't want to cry every day. I, I want the fighting to end." Hermione said.
"Then break up with him." Harry whispered. He hated their relationship now. Nothing, nothing was good in it and it always had more cries then smiles. The relationship was more pain than happiness for Hermione.
"I am." Hermione said. Harry stared at her.
"You are?"
"Tonight was the finally draw. I can't take it anymore. I want happiness, not hatred. I want real love. A real love, not a fake one."
"So you're going to do it?"
"Tonight. Follow me to the tree when it's over please?" Hermione asked.
"Yes, I'll be here. I'm going to end it too." Harry said. Hermione stared at him.
"Why? Molly was planning the wedding." Hermione joked. They laughed.
"Well, like you, I want real love. And I love Ginny like a sister, not a lover." Harry explained.
"I wouldn't be surprised if we get kicked out tonight." Hermione muttered. Harry laughed and Hermione too.
"Well, then we'll stay at Grimmauld Place. I own it." Harry answered. Hermione nodded. Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, died and in his will he left the Black's estate, number twelve at Grimmauld, to Harry and a ton of money. The sun started to set so Harry and Hermione left their willow tree. Tonight, would change the lives for everyone. But for Harry and Hermione, it was going to be for the better.
They enter the kitchen to find Ron leaning on the counter top.
"I want to talk to you Hermione." Ron said.
"Sure, outside fine?" Hermione asked. He nodded.
"Don't chicken out." Harry whispered into Hermione's ear. She nodded. They left and Harry went upstairs and knocked on Ginny's door.
"Come in Harry." Ginny said when she opened the door. Harry walked in and sat on the bed. Ginny followed and leaned in to kiss him. Harry flinched and she noticed.
"Harry, what's wrong?" Ginny asked, caressing his hair. Harry moved away and said,
"It's over Ginny." Ginny froze.
"I'm sorry, but I love you like a sister, not a lover. I hope we can still be friends." Harry explained. Ginny unfroze and said,
"I guess I should have seen this coming. But I thank you that I know now then later. As long as we're still friends, I'll be happy for you, Harry." She smiled at him.
"Thanks Ginny." Harry said, relieved that she didn't get her brother's anger.
"No..." Ginny started but was interrupted by Ron yelling,
"YOU NO GOOD KNOW-IT-ALL OF A MUDBLOOD!" Then there was the sound of glass shattering. Harry ran downstairs and found Hermione on the floor, clutching her left forearm that was bleeding from the pieces of glass. Ron was standing in front of him, ready to smack her. Mrs. Weasley ran in followed by her husband and Ginny. Ron raised his fist and started to punch here, but Harry caught it.
"Don't touch her." Harry snarled. Ron was about to fight Harry when Mr. Weasley locked Ron's body together. Mr. Weasley brought Ron upstairs, with some help from George. Mrs. Weasley healed Hermione and asked what happened.
"Well, he wanted to talk. He said he was sorry and he tried to kiss me. But I moved away and told him that I didn't want to date him anymore. He snapped and I ran back inside. Then he yelled that I was a know-it-all mudblood and threw the vase at me. I ducked but a shard cut me. Then you guys came here." Hermione said. Harry stood; ready to rip Ron's head off.
"Don't Harry, it's not worth it." Hermione said. Harry stopped and helped her up.
"Well, Ron will definitely by punished. Then..." Mrs. Weasley started when a owl flew in with two letters. One for Harry and one for Hermione. Harry opened the letter and read aloud,
"Dear Harry Potter,
I am happy to tell you that you're the Head Boy this year. I'm sorry for not making you a Prefect last year, but you were so busy that I thought it was a bad idea.
-M. McGonagall" Harry pulled out his new Head Boy badge as Hermione pulled out the Head Girl badge.
"You two are the Head Couple. Lucky." Ginny said.
"Don't tell Ron. He'll get even madder." Harry said. They nodded. Harry slept on the sofa that night because Ron was still in his room.
Later at night, Harry felt someone shake him.
"Harry, please wake up." Hermione whispered.
"What is it, Mione?" Harry asked. Hermione sat next to him.
"I think it would be a good idea to leave tomorrow. I just think that, since what happened, we should just stay at Grimmauld. What do you think?" Hermione asked as Harry put on his glass.
"Well, if you want to, let's go. We'll have to think of something to tell them. But let's do it tomorrow." Harry said. Hermione nodded.
"Night Harry."
"Night Hermione."
