A/N: He he, I feel so bad right now. I'm hiding the whole title. I mean, you don't even know why I named the title that. To be honest, I don't even know why I named it that! But I know now, and I have a very wide grin. I'm going to be updating every other day, until the 30th, or the 31st, I'm not sure how many extra chapters should be added on, you know? BUT, I will have some action chapters, like what happens in real life, so you don't get bored with the memories. Ok, enjoy!!

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(Ps. this is still a memory)

They pulled apart, and Harry felt more then a loss for words. Harry and Hermione both stood there, and Hermione ran out of the great hall.

Harry tensed up, and walked out, he was sure he wasn't the only one who felt it.

But the bravery of his house left as he stood outside the head girls' dorm.

He held his hand out to knock, but he stopped before he could make a sound. He heard something. He moved his head so he could hear. Crying? Could it be, Hermione was crying.

He put his hand on the door handle, and opened it. At least she didn't lock it.

He looked around the dark room, Hermione was on her bed, crying.

"Harry, go away." She said in-between sobs.

"No," He said simply.

He heard her get up, and approach him.

She grabbed his shoulders and tried to push him out. He wouldn't have it.

He grabbed her wrists, and took her hands off of him, at least to prevent her from pushing him out.

"Get out Harry, just, GET OUT!" Hermione yelled the last part.

"No," He said again.

"I'll hex you to the next tomorrow." She said fully serious.

" Do it, I dare you to."

"Harry, just get out!"

"I wont."

"Fine, you asked for it."

Before she could turn around, Harry had grabbed a hand, or an arm, he couldn't be so sure, and spun her to face him.

"I know you felt it."

"Harry…"

"No Hermione, I know. We wouldn't have stayed like that for a whole dance! Even when you were sitting on my lap!"

"Just go, Harry, just go." She said, burying herself in her sobs and laying back down.

He left.

Harry got up, and looked at his watch again, it read 8:26.

He needed to get going. Her plane left at 1 in the morning.

He started to walk back to his flat.

Harry put his hands in his pockets, and set a laid back pace, so he could get to his flat by 8:45.

~8:47~

Harry arrives at his flat, and sits down on the couch.

"Harry!" Ron yelled waking him up.

"What?" He said gloomily.

"Wake up!!!"

"I am, I am," Harry said, sitting up.

Before he could realize what day it was, Ron had informed him.

"Graduation!" Ron said, grabbing his tie, and putting it on in front of Harry's mirror.

"Who let you in here?" Harry said getting out of bed, searching for his robes.

"Hermione, she's already down in the great hall, preparing for her speech," Ron said carelessly.

"Oh," Harry replied, getting his robes on, and was now searching for his tie.

"Your tie is over there, Harry," Hermione said, startling both boys, and pointing toward his trunk. Harry found that it had fallen off. He grabbed it and did a silent thank you to her avoiding her eyes. He heard her sigh, and walk over to where Ron was having difficulty with his tie.

"Hermione, stop, I can do this!"

"That's why you did it wrong?"

She twisted it twice, and then went through the holes. (Sorry people if that don't make any sense, even if that's how I tie ties.)

"Fine, you can just tie it!" Ron said, letting Hermione tie his tie for him.

Harry went to his mirror, and tied his perfectly; obviously he didn't need Hermione's help.

"Both of you, especially Harry need to get down there to the great hall," she said serious.

Ron left; he didn't want to mess with Hermione's wrath. She didn't follow him; she was waiting for Harry.

"What are you waiting for?" Harry said, simply.

"You, we need to talk," Hermione replied calm.

"Yeah, and I haven't wanted to talk with you for the last month?" Harry said sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"No, it's just I needed time, I can't handle this, the pressure, my studies, side things, being head girl. But obviously someone decided to put me in the position. No one was worried about me; no one cared about how I was going to feel. Now, Harry, can you please stop being the inconsiderate prat you're being right now, and try and talk with me?"

He looked at her and she looked back, with part tears in her eyes.

"Sure, as long as you don't get me in tears," he said, coming up to her and hugging her.

They walked out of Harry's head boys' dorm, and down into the hall outside the hidden door, that served the purpose for the head dorms.

They looked down the hall, and saw a boy about the age of 14 running toward them.

"Hermione, Harry, they need you right now!" The boy said putting his hands on his knees, and breathing deep, just like he'd run pretty far in a small amount of time.

A/N: SORRY, SORRY!!! But at least you know the point of the title. Awww… how sad though. Anyway, review, review, review, review, REVIEW!!!! PLEASE.

Oh yeah, I'd like to thank ears91, ruth3, and NAZ1, Death123343434232, Leah6, mikeus, and my best friend HarryHermy!!!!!

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