Hi! This is the pt. 2/ sequel to My Hermione (previous chapter) This is a repost of my orig drabble from the HMS Harmony Discord. Enjoy!
It felt... Amazing, being married. You can quite literally feel the magic pulsating through you and I have got to say, it really is a magical feeling, because I, Hermione Granger was married!
I was so in love. Just so ecstatic, jumpy, smiley, giddy; like a teenage witch. It felt freeing too, honestly. It really did feel like you were on top of the world, and you weren't taken over by any fear whatsoever while riding the high. We danced, we laughed, we cried. All the works on that faithful day. I married a man and I swore to love him forever, he did the same; I looked at the man that stayed by my side for a long time. I forgot about 'it' for a while.
A month. That was the longest 'it' never managed to appear. I guess that's what love does to you. Temporary feeling, that is. Because was it even love if 'it' never went away. So I did what I'm always good at doing: pushing my love for Harry Potter aside.
I ignored it and tended to my husband; tried to convince myself I was in love, tried to put feeling in every kiss, hug, cuddle, tried to... do everything in my power to fall for him.
It never really worked. I did my duties as his wife and duties as a woman and eventually duties as a mother to his kids, but the hole in my chest that was yearning for Harry, whom I've lost all contact with completely just kept getting bigger and bigger. Until I just felt, incomplete. And I couldn't just back out of this; or maybe I just say that because I've given up because there are so many ways I can go away but there's just too much on the line at this point.
But then he appeared one day. And with a child that was his, and immediately I crashed but soared at the same time, knowing he was there, but knowing he was with his child. He seemed happy; but I knew I deserved to have some kind of closure too.
I excused him from catching up with his best friend and took him far away from where we were staying and I let it out. I let everything out and I cried, I was a mess and I was on my knees and I didn't care because all I needed was for him to hear me out and for me to finally let go. He hoisted me up and I felt the words he said next hurt me like no other curse I've been hit with had before.
"I felt the same Hermione. Such a long time I felt the same about your precious soul. But I'm happy now. I'm happier now."
I got my closure right? And so I nodded, pretending not to see the obvious lie he had said to make me feel better and proceeded to wipe my eyes dry, straighten my clothes and walked away, just forgetting that moment and continuing to lie to myself again and again and again from then on.