Forever In His Arms Chapter 3: Blissful Calm, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer – Not mine, or do you think I'd be sitting here writing this crap if the characters belonged to me?

A/N – I said that there would only ever be about 3 chapters, so here it is, my last one. I hope you don't hate me too much, but this is the furthest I wanted to take it, and if I carried on, then it would get too repetitive. So here it is, the finale of Forever In His Arms. Oh yeah, and it's also got the lyrics to One Last Breath by Creed, coz the song fitted in well with my fic.

Please come now I think I'm falling
I'm holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I found the road to nowhere
And I'm trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

When he died, I knew that this was it. This was the way it was going to end. I couldn't wait the length of time it would take for me to die a natural death. I had to take my own life. I hope that 3 years has done me some justice since the last time he saw me.

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

I went to the drawer in the kitchen of Malfoy Manor. Draco was at work, and Holly was in the care of her muggle child minder. I myself had taken a sick day off work at the Ministry. I was tipped to be the next Minister of Magic, but after this day, no future was to be had of mine, except for that of one with Harry. Anyway, I reached into the drawer, and took hold of the large kitchen knife that I knew settled there. The house-elves were beginning to crowd round me, so I dismissed them to get on with their chores.

I'm looking down now that it's over
Reflecting on all of my mistakes
I thought I found the road to somewhere
Somewhere in His grace
I cried out heaven save me
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

I climbed up the stairs, knife in my hand, to the balcony outside of my room. I leaned over the edge, staring onto the floor, and taking into myself the last view of this world. I set my mind back to the letter that I had just written, and felt tears of remorse, the tears cold against my cheeks. I knew that now was the time, and that here was the place that I would remember forever.

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

I can remember the song running through my head even now, and I remember thinking that it was much more than six feet from my position to the floor. I brought the kitchen knife up to my face, my hand trembling as I held it, contemplating whether the use of it would really end my suffering. The next thing I can remember is plunging the knife into my wrist, and slitting it, letting the warm blood trickle down my arm, dripping from my body onto the floor. I repeated the procedure for my other wrist.

I knew that what I should have been feeling was intense pain, but all I felt was blissful calm, and I relished the fact that I would soon be with him, be forever in his arms.

I stood on the balcony, letting my blood drip to the floor, looking into the sky, and treasuring the fact that I was given the chance to live, and to love. When I died, I felt that feeling of my last moment, except it lasted for so much longer than that. My last moment was memories of Hogwarts, of Ron, and all of the laughs he had given me over the years; I wanted to thank him for that. There were memories of Holly, and the pride I felt when I held her to me for the first time, the love I felt for my daughter. And most of all were the memories of Harry, the memories of all of the times that he helped me, all of the times he was there for me, all of the times he comforted me when I felt upset, and most of all, all of the times he proved his love for me.

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"Before Hermione took her life, she left me and Holly this note:

'Dear Draco,

If you're reading this now, then I am no longer in this world. Go onto the balcony, and you'll find me. I love you, and I'm happy for the times that you were there for me. I only have one request, take care of Holly for me, I love her, and I can't stand doing this to either of you. This was my only way of getting what I wanted.

Tell Professor Dumbledore, and all of the Professors at Hogwarts that I thank them for all of the happy times that they provided for me. Tell Ron that he was my best friend, and that I thank him for everything, for making me laugh, for making me cry, for arguing with me, and for sticking up for me, no matter what. But most of all, you have to tell my parents, that I love them, and that I always will. I thank them for giving me the opportunity to live, and enjoy this world, if only for a short period of time.

The only thing I must do now, is thank the world for coping with me, and for letting me experience it, even if my stay was not for long, I enjoyed it.

Don't cry for me, I am where I want to be, I am happy now, and for all eternity. Do not mourn, because you have to get on with your lives, all I want you to do is remember me for who I was, remember me for being a know-it-all bookworm, a bossy little cow.

I thank you Draco for loving me, but now, I must say my goodbyes. Goodbye world, I will treasure the memory of all of those around me forever.

Yours Forever,

Hermione Granger

A/N - That's it, that's it all over and done with. I hope you've taken the time to read this and I am so sorry that I ended it in a sad way.

Trinity