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*Never Felt So Alone*
Today, for the very first time since I left the Wizarding world, I walked into work with my head up and with a smile on my face. My hair was nice, my clothes were neat and I was happy.
It felt so good to have a real smile; instead of a forced one I usually gave my boss. During my lunch break, one of my colleagues named John asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner tonight.
I said yes. After all, I needed to meet new people. And this was the perfect way to.
That night I met him at the local Italian Restaurant which was down the street a ways from my apartment. We talked about work, the world and any other non-personal issues we both knew about.
I didn't ask him any personal questions, and in return, he asked none about me. I'm not ready to discuss why I've been so depressed for so long.
It was a nice dinner and I really had a very good time. When we were getting ready to leave I asked if he wanted to stop by my apartment the next day for some tea. Then we could talk and get to know each other better. I had, after all, never spoken to anyone at work unless I needed to.
He agreed and we both set off for home. I was feeling very good about this. Maybe he'll be the one to fill the space Harry took with him when he died.
The next night he showed up at my apartment. I invited him in and showed him to the living room when I went into the kitchen to get the tea ready.
I was just pouring the tea into two cups when I heard John's voice.
"And who's this?"
I froze. He must be looking at the pictures on the wall. I had completely forgotten about the ones of Harry, Ron and everyone else I had just recently put back up.
I brought the tea into the living room slowly, silently hoping that he was talking about some other picture.
No suck luck.
There he was, plain as day, looking at me and pointing to a particular Muggle picture of Harry and I sitting on the grass smiling.
"Oh, him?" I asked, still hoping, even though I knew it impossible, to be someone else.
"Yes, who is it?"
"A friend." I said, not trusting myself to say anymore.
"I see. A good friend?"
My eyes widened and I had to force myself to keep a straight face.
"Yes. My best friend actually. Along with him." And with that I pointed to a picture of Ron where he was with Ginny.
He laughed, "I don't have to go through some sort of screening process with those two before I take you out on another date do I?"
My expression immediately hardened, as I looked him straight in the eye. "No. I don't suppose you have to, will you?"
He smiled, "Well, that's a relief. I don't know if I could pass their tests, I'm-" He broke off when he saw my face.
"No. You won't have to. Want to know why? It's because they're both dead." I glared at him. How could he be so inconsiderate?
His face froze and immediately softened. "Oh, Hermione. I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't know," I countered. "No one ever knows. No one ever cares. Everyone back home is over it except me. And they seem to think that they-"
"You loved him didn't you?"
I froze and looked at John, "What?"
"The black-haired guy. You loved him. You still do."
I gaped at him. "Well.I.I."
"I guess that settles it," he said, picking up his coat. "There's no use trying to get to know you if you're in love with someone else."
"But. John. he's dead!"
He shrugged, "Is that what your heart tells you?"
I stood there, confused, and he walked out my door, leaving me alone.
I feel on the couch staring at the picture of Harry and I. Was he really dead? If he was dead, couldn't I get over it? But wouldn't he tell me if he was alive? Somehow let me know?
I hate him for this. I hate him for his emerald eyes, I hate him for his jet black hair. I hate him for his gorgeous smile. I hate him for making me fall in love with him.
He must be dead. But why does my heart tell me he's alive?
I hate him for doing this to me.
But I can't stop loving him.
And I've never felt so alone.
A/N: Chapter Eight!! This was longer to make up for the extremely short chapter seven!! I hope you enjoyed it and please review!! I love reading them!! Chapter Nine should be up soon!!
*Never Felt So Alone*
Today, for the very first time since I left the Wizarding world, I walked into work with my head up and with a smile on my face. My hair was nice, my clothes were neat and I was happy.
It felt so good to have a real smile; instead of a forced one I usually gave my boss. During my lunch break, one of my colleagues named John asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner tonight.
I said yes. After all, I needed to meet new people. And this was the perfect way to.
That night I met him at the local Italian Restaurant which was down the street a ways from my apartment. We talked about work, the world and any other non-personal issues we both knew about.
I didn't ask him any personal questions, and in return, he asked none about me. I'm not ready to discuss why I've been so depressed for so long.
It was a nice dinner and I really had a very good time. When we were getting ready to leave I asked if he wanted to stop by my apartment the next day for some tea. Then we could talk and get to know each other better. I had, after all, never spoken to anyone at work unless I needed to.
He agreed and we both set off for home. I was feeling very good about this. Maybe he'll be the one to fill the space Harry took with him when he died.
The next night he showed up at my apartment. I invited him in and showed him to the living room when I went into the kitchen to get the tea ready.
I was just pouring the tea into two cups when I heard John's voice.
"And who's this?"
I froze. He must be looking at the pictures on the wall. I had completely forgotten about the ones of Harry, Ron and everyone else I had just recently put back up.
I brought the tea into the living room slowly, silently hoping that he was talking about some other picture.
No suck luck.
There he was, plain as day, looking at me and pointing to a particular Muggle picture of Harry and I sitting on the grass smiling.
"Oh, him?" I asked, still hoping, even though I knew it impossible, to be someone else.
"Yes, who is it?"
"A friend." I said, not trusting myself to say anymore.
"I see. A good friend?"
My eyes widened and I had to force myself to keep a straight face.
"Yes. My best friend actually. Along with him." And with that I pointed to a picture of Ron where he was with Ginny.
He laughed, "I don't have to go through some sort of screening process with those two before I take you out on another date do I?"
My expression immediately hardened, as I looked him straight in the eye. "No. I don't suppose you have to, will you?"
He smiled, "Well, that's a relief. I don't know if I could pass their tests, I'm-" He broke off when he saw my face.
"No. You won't have to. Want to know why? It's because they're both dead." I glared at him. How could he be so inconsiderate?
His face froze and immediately softened. "Oh, Hermione. I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"Of course you didn't know," I countered. "No one ever knows. No one ever cares. Everyone back home is over it except me. And they seem to think that they-"
"You loved him didn't you?"
I froze and looked at John, "What?"
"The black-haired guy. You loved him. You still do."
I gaped at him. "Well.I.I."
"I guess that settles it," he said, picking up his coat. "There's no use trying to get to know you if you're in love with someone else."
"But. John. he's dead!"
He shrugged, "Is that what your heart tells you?"
I stood there, confused, and he walked out my door, leaving me alone.
I feel on the couch staring at the picture of Harry and I. Was he really dead? If he was dead, couldn't I get over it? But wouldn't he tell me if he was alive? Somehow let me know?
I hate him for this. I hate him for his emerald eyes, I hate him for his jet black hair. I hate him for his gorgeous smile. I hate him for making me fall in love with him.
He must be dead. But why does my heart tell me he's alive?
I hate him for doing this to me.
But I can't stop loving him.
And I've never felt so alone.
A/N: Chapter Eight!! This was longer to make up for the extremely short chapter seven!! I hope you enjoyed it and please review!! I love reading them!! Chapter Nine should be up soon!!