Can't Take That Away From Me
To Mariah Carey's "Can't Take That Away From Me."
***Centered Around Hermione Granger***
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They can say
Anything they want to say
Hermione was sick of being called a know-it-all. Harry and Ron said that everyone was just jealous, and that she should ignore it. But wasn't Ron himself the one that called Hermione a know-it-all at least twice a week? Was he just jealous?
Try to bring me down
But I will not allow
Anyone to succed
Hanging clouds over me
Hermione learned not to take the name calling seriously, but on days like today she just felt like no one could make her feel better.
It had all started as what looked ot be a fantastic day. All her homework was done, breakfast consisted of her favorite foods (eggs, ham, biscuits, toast, jam, and hash browns), and she and Ron hadn't fought about anything yet. Things were going great until Potions.
To start it off, Malfoy called her Mudblood three times in the first fifteen minutes ("Hey Mudblood, did you get all that homework done?" "Mudblood, pass me that bag of spider legs." "Say, Mudblood, has your cat been finding any good rats lately?"). Hermione ignored it until Snape inspected potions. He used the usual "too-perfect-potion" excuse to take away points from Gryffindor. He must have been in an awful mood because he did it twice. Hermione was crying by the end of lessons.
And they can try hard
To make me feel
That I don't matter at all
But I refuse to falter
In what I believe
Sure they did it all the time, but this was outrageous!
Or lose faith in my dreams
'Cause there's a light in me
That shines brightly
That night, she stayed up later than usaual. Everyone else was asleep. At around one A.M., Hermione told herself "They can't take my dreams away. No matter what they say, I'll be me, and I'll do whatever I can to keep me alive." Feeling better, she finished her work and went to bed and fell asleep quickly.
They can try, but they can't take that away from me
From me
They can do anything they want to you
If you let them in
In the morning at breakfast she fell asleep on Harry's shoulder. Harry saw Malfoy walking up to the Gryffindor table, acting as if he owned the place. He noticed Hermione Granger asleep on Harry Potter's shoulder.
"So. Potter got himself a girlfriend," he drawled. Harry took a big bite of the blueberry bagel he was eating.
"No, but I suppose you do, right Malfoy?" Harry replied.
"No, I wouldn't be caught dead with…. Girls," Malfoy scowled.
Hermione stirred in her sleep and said, "That's a shame Malfoy, as you'rre quite a girl yourself."
Ron choked on his orange juice and burst out laughing. Harry'd dropped his bagel. Malfoy stormed off toward his own table.
But they won't ever win
If you cling to your pride
And just push it aside
See
I have learned
Everyone, even Malfoy, had a new respect for her. Whenever Snape tried to insult Hermione, she just laughed and said something smart. Even though she was still obsessed with homework, she'd found a way to loosen up while still be her stern self. Life was so much better.
There's an inner peace
I own
Something in my soul
That they cannot possess
So I won't be afraid
And darkness will fade
Later on, when she was married to Harry, Hermione had something more important than Malfoy to fear: Voldenmort. He was after them and their twin daughters, Lily and Cherilyn. "Don't be afraid," she told herself every day, "If you stand up to him, he'll be gone. You'll live through this." Sh tried her hardest not to be scared, but it was difficult. If this man had been alive for more than sixty years and still had more power than about twelve of the best Ministry officials, then he could certainly beat out Hermione, Harry, and their two seventeen-month old baby girls.
This was going to be the hardest time of her life.
'Cause there's a light in me
That shines brightly
They can try
But they can't take that away from me
"Be strong," she said to herself at the dinner table that night. Harry raised his eyebrow and took a slow bite of potatoes.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" he asked her cautiously.
"I'm fine," Hermione replied. "Just—nervous. You know."
"Of course. It's alright. I'll bet my mum was nervous just like you, Hermi. I'm worried, too. It's Halloween."
She shivered. Halloween. The day that Voldemort killed Lily and James. Every Halloween they stayed awake until midnight, so that they could be sure that Voldemort didn't strike on Halloween to start a pattern. They'd been doing it for the five years that they'd been married. They were determined to beat him.
No
They can't take this
Precious love
I'll always have inside me
Certainly the Lord will guide me
Where I need to go
When both girls were in bed, Hermione sat in her chair nervously trying to read a book. Harry was shaking all over on their couch, trying to read the newspaper. Hermione finally set down her book and went to where Harry was sitting. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head.
"Harry," said Hermione shakily, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
"Even--- even if—if he comes, I'll love you," she continued, "And the girls."
"I agree."
BAM! BAM! BAM!
They can say
Anything they want to say
Try to break me down
But I won't face the ground
"He's here," said Harry. He kissed her again. Then-
"I love you."
"I love you too, Harry."
"Go get the girls. Call Ron from the cell phone," he said quickly. "I'll hold him off."
Hermione started to cry. "Be---be careful. I love you!" she called.
Hermione grabbed the girls from their cribs and went up to the attic quickly by Apparating. She punched in Ron's home phone number as quick as she could with shaking hands. She had to dial it three times before she got it right.
I will rise steadily
Sailing out of their reach
Oh, Lord
They do try to make me feel
That I don't matter at all
"Hello?Hermione? Harry? Is that you?" asked Ron's voice very quickly.
"It's--- it's Hermione," she choked out. She heard Ron groan.
"Oh, no. He's there, isn't he? Where are you? Are Lily and Cherilyn alright?"
"He's here, I'm in the attic, and the girls are fine. It's Harry I'm worried about. He's down there. Just like James-" Hermione sobbed.
"I'll be right over." Click. She could hear Harry screaming at Voldemort to leave him and his family alone. Then she heard Corneilius Fudge at the door. Hermione came downstairs happily. She gasped at what she saw.
But I refuse to falter
In what I believe
Or lose faith in my dreams
'Cause there's a light in me
Harry was alive, thank God, and he was grinning.
That shines brightly
They can try
But they can't
Dead. Voldemort. Voldemort was dead. She screamed with joy and gave the babies to Ginny who met her at the stairs and leapt into Harry's arms. He swung her around. When he put her down, Hermione hugged the first person in front of her, which happened to be Fudge. Laughing, he hugged her back. Next she embraced Ron, who patted her on the back and pushed her toward Harry again. She kissed him, and he swung her up into his arms again and carried her, giggling and kicking, to the kitchen where he set her down and grabbed a bottle of champagne and popped it open. Five glasses suddenly appeared and he and Hermione took them out to the living room, where the poured out champagne and toasted.
Take that away from me
From me
Hermione grinned above the sea of heads. She was glad that she didn't let anyone take away her soul.
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A/N: My hands were shaking when I wrote the Voldemort part. I really hope that you like it enough to review!!! In case you were wondering, this story was seventeen fully typed pages long. Size is 14.
Disclaimer: Everyone but Cherilyn and Lily belong to J.K. Rowling. Cherilyn and Lily belong to me, and they will be appearing in future stories. 'Nuff said.
"Can't Take That Away From Me" belongs to Mariah Carey off of Rainbow.