Harry was standing on Dobby's grave thinking, thinking deeply on what was going to happen to them. Harry heard laughs from Ron and Bill who are inside the Shell Cottage. Harry heard Fleur and Luna giggling.
Harry stared at Dobby's grave and spoke "goodbye Dobby"
"It's okay Harry", Hermione appeared from behind.
Hermione clutched Harry's hand. Harry began to sob.
"Harry, it's okay. Release it" Hermione spoke.
"Hermione, the road ahead of us is still too dangerous. I want you and Ron to stay here." Harry said.
"No, Harry! We said we would join you and we will! We will!" Hermione exclaimed.
"No, Hermione! You don't understand…" Harry said.
"No, Harry! You're the one who doesn't understand! You're the one who's blind!" Hermione broke.
"Hermione…" Harry tried to comfort her.
"No Harry! The reason I came here with you! The reason why I said yes to Ron! It was all because I wanted to be with you!" Hermione cried even harder "I have done everything to catch your attention! From the moment we first met aboard that train to Hogwarts to the Yule Ball to the Malfoys' Manor! I never said anything to Bellatrix to protect you! I said yes to Ron in hopes that you would steal me from him!"
"I hate you Harry! I despise you!" Hermione shrieked "I hate you for being blind! I hate you for not noticing my intense feeling for you!"
"I loved you Harry! I once loved you! From the day I saw you to the time I was petrified, to the extent that I was tied in that ocean!" Hermione continued "I felt so hurt that Victor got me out of that water instead of you! I wanted you to save me! Not Fleur's sister nor Ron! I wanted you to save me, Harry!"
"I LOVE YOU, HARRY!" Hermione cried "I love you that even if I have to face You-Know-Who and forget about my parents, I would be willing to do it a hundred times than to be separated from you! So don't you dare, don't you dare push me away!" Hermione melted in the ground.
Harry bent down for Hermione and hugged her tightly. Harry pulled Hermione up, held her face and pushed it towards him. Hermione's big brown eyes, wet from her tears, gleamed under the sun.
Harry, too, had feelings for her. He was just too scared to loose a friend, a friend so dear to him.
Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry shoulders. Harry pulled her closer to him. Harry brought his lips nearer and nearer to Hermione's, and their lips touched. Hermione's only desire, for several years, Harry's kiss, was at last fulfilled.
Hermione's golden moment gleamed with passion and desire. She wanted this moment to last forever. She wanted to pause time, but she knew he could never be hers. Hermione parted her lips from Harry's and went away, back to her gloomy shell.
Later that night, Hermione cried like she has never cried before. She knew she could never be happy with any other man than Harry. If only she said this before Ron courted her. If only Harry wasn't so blind. If only…