Chapter Five: Wherever You Will Go
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and storyline. "Don't Stop Believing" belongs to Journey.
Author's Note: This is the "exciting" conclusion to "Race Against Time". This is a semi-song fic chapter. I didn't want to overdo it cause this one is kind of LONG. I hope you guys like the finish.
Another little pop landed Harry on Hermione's parents street.
"This wasn't supposed to happen," he thought. "But just as well. I'll walk from here. I could use the air."
Harry still couldn't believe he was too late. But he was past that, wasn't he? Oh, who was he trying to fool? Of course he wasn't! Suddenly Harry remembered a song that he had so often played, and It seemed so fitting just then.
"So lately been wondering Who will be there to take my place? When I'm gone, you'll need love to light the shadows on your face.If a greater wave shall fall
It'll fall upon us all. With those dreams that are set in stone, Could you make it on your own?"
"No. She won't ever have to. She has Ron." Harry thought.
" If I could, then I would.I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high, or down low.I'll go wherever you will go."
Harry passed Hermione's house. He didn't want to look, but he couldn't resist. Through the window, he could see some people standing in the living room.
"I know now just quite how my life and love might still go on. In your heart, in your mind, I'll stay with you for all of time"
He soon realized it was Mr. & Mrs. Granger, as well as--he gasped-Hermione. Hermione Weasley. He cringed at the thought and then turned away and continued walking. In doing so, Harry hadn't noticed someone who was now standing outside on the Granger's front porch.
"Run away with my heart," Harry sang aloud.
"Run away with my hope," sang the voice.
"Run away with my love," Harry sang back.
"What the!" He said aloud, and turned around. It was Hermione.
"Harry! I thought you'd never show up!" she exclaimed.
"What? How did you know I would come here?" he asked.
"I don't know. I just had a feeling." She replied.
"How was the wedding?" he asked.
"There wasn't one." She said, smiling.
"That can't be right," he thought. "The spell hasn't had time to work yet."
"What? Why not?" he asked aloud.
"Because I'm in love with you Harry. I didn't need Amoretti Incantatem to make up my mind. You're the one I want to be with." She said.
"And Ron?" Harry asked, almost disbelieving.
"Ron is disappointed, but you know him. As long as we are happy, he is all for it."
"So would you be happy with me, Hermione?"
"The happiest one could possibly be."
One month later.
"If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high, or down low
I'll go wherever you will go"
Harry and Hermione finished dancing their first dance as husband and wife, and everyone applauded.
Ron gave one of the greatest Best Man speeches of all time, much to Harry and Hermione's appreciation. Ginny told everyone she was the best maid of honor the wizarding world had ever seen. Arthur and Molly Weasley were happy as long as Ron as happy, so they had told Hermione she was still as much their family as if she had married Ron.
The music started once again, and Harry and Hermione strolled back onto the floor. They both glanced around, and saw Ron danced with Fleur Delacour, whom he had apparently gotten back in touch with after he and Hermione split. Ginny danced with Dudley Dursley, who had turned out to be not so round and not so stupid when he grew up. Harry had decided that if this were so, it would be safe to invite him to the wedding.
Sirius Black was standing over by a plant talking to Professor Dumbledore, when he caught Harry's eye and he winked at him. Harry gave him the thumbs up signal and kept dancing.
Remus Lupin was looking happier than Harry had ever seen him, and he was dancing with Minerva McGonagall. (A/N: Yeah she was there too!)
"Mr. Lupin, is that all you've got?" she asked.
"Certainly not, Minerva."
He grabbed her and they began to do some stunning dance moves, grabbing everyone's attention. Harry and Hermione grinned at each other and then Harry kissed her.
It was the happiest day of both their lives.
The End.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and storyline. "Don't Stop Believing" belongs to Journey.
Author's Note: This is the "exciting" conclusion to "Race Against Time". This is a semi-song fic chapter. I didn't want to overdo it cause this one is kind of LONG. I hope you guys like the finish.
Another little pop landed Harry on Hermione's parents street.
"This wasn't supposed to happen," he thought. "But just as well. I'll walk from here. I could use the air."
Harry still couldn't believe he was too late. But he was past that, wasn't he? Oh, who was he trying to fool? Of course he wasn't! Suddenly Harry remembered a song that he had so often played, and It seemed so fitting just then.
"So lately been wondering Who will be there to take my place? When I'm gone, you'll need love to light the shadows on your face.If a greater wave shall fall
It'll fall upon us all. With those dreams that are set in stone, Could you make it on your own?"
"No. She won't ever have to. She has Ron." Harry thought.
" If I could, then I would.I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high, or down low.I'll go wherever you will go."
Harry passed Hermione's house. He didn't want to look, but he couldn't resist. Through the window, he could see some people standing in the living room.
"I know now just quite how my life and love might still go on. In your heart, in your mind, I'll stay with you for all of time"
He soon realized it was Mr. & Mrs. Granger, as well as--he gasped-Hermione. Hermione Weasley. He cringed at the thought and then turned away and continued walking. In doing so, Harry hadn't noticed someone who was now standing outside on the Granger's front porch.
"Run away with my heart," Harry sang aloud.
"Run away with my hope," sang the voice.
"Run away with my love," Harry sang back.
"What the!" He said aloud, and turned around. It was Hermione.
"Harry! I thought you'd never show up!" she exclaimed.
"What? How did you know I would come here?" he asked.
"I don't know. I just had a feeling." She replied.
"How was the wedding?" he asked.
"There wasn't one." She said, smiling.
"That can't be right," he thought. "The spell hasn't had time to work yet."
"What? Why not?" he asked aloud.
"Because I'm in love with you Harry. I didn't need Amoretti Incantatem to make up my mind. You're the one I want to be with." She said.
"And Ron?" Harry asked, almost disbelieving.
"Ron is disappointed, but you know him. As long as we are happy, he is all for it."
"So would you be happy with me, Hermione?"
"The happiest one could possibly be."
One month later.
"If I could, then I would
I'll go wherever you will go
Way up high, or down low
I'll go wherever you will go"
Harry and Hermione finished dancing their first dance as husband and wife, and everyone applauded.
Ron gave one of the greatest Best Man speeches of all time, much to Harry and Hermione's appreciation. Ginny told everyone she was the best maid of honor the wizarding world had ever seen. Arthur and Molly Weasley were happy as long as Ron as happy, so they had told Hermione she was still as much their family as if she had married Ron.
The music started once again, and Harry and Hermione strolled back onto the floor. They both glanced around, and saw Ron danced with Fleur Delacour, whom he had apparently gotten back in touch with after he and Hermione split. Ginny danced with Dudley Dursley, who had turned out to be not so round and not so stupid when he grew up. Harry had decided that if this were so, it would be safe to invite him to the wedding.
Sirius Black was standing over by a plant talking to Professor Dumbledore, when he caught Harry's eye and he winked at him. Harry gave him the thumbs up signal and kept dancing.
Remus Lupin was looking happier than Harry had ever seen him, and he was dancing with Minerva McGonagall. (A/N: Yeah she was there too!)
"Mr. Lupin, is that all you've got?" she asked.
"Certainly not, Minerva."
He grabbed her and they began to do some stunning dance moves, grabbing everyone's attention. Harry and Hermione grinned at each other and then Harry kissed her.
It was the happiest day of both their lives.
The End.
