Learning to Breathe
By Mira
Summery: Something horrible has happened in the Weasley household, Can Hermione reach one member of the family before he slips beyond help? And what will she find if she does? (yes this is a romance…at least that is the plan…however it might not be quite what you think…)
Disclaimer: Great Goblins…do I really have to say it? Yes? Fine…I own NOTHING…do you really think I own anything HP? Have you READ my writing? The only thing I own is the plot…and I'm not even positive about that…I always seem to think I'm creative and then months later I find out that I'm not…sigh…lets see…what else…Oh yes…I'm making NO money…sigh…hehehe…Albright already…just go read my story now!!!
Rating: PG for slightly dark themes.
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It happened on a day like today…all dark and windy…yes…it was a day like today that I lost the two people who meant the most in this world to me. My brother and my father…and so many more than I care to remember. I still don't understand how the sun can keep rising and setting…or how my lungs can still keep filling with air…how my heart keeps beating. It would be so much easier if I could just stop being…then I wouldn't have to hurt so bad…then I wouldn't have to remember that it was all my fault…where are those sleeping pills? They'll have to do for now…
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It's so quiet in there…its always quiet in there. It didn't use to be that way…I can remember a time when there wasn't an hour in the day that there wasn't some kind of noise coming from this room…it use to drive his mother up the wall. Now I wonder if she would mind it so much. It's been so long since those happy days…how long…six months? Six years? Six lifetimes? I can't remember anymore. I remember this one time I was spending part of the summer here…it was the summer after my fourth year at Hogwarts…I thought the house was going to explode a few times…was that only three years ago? I guess it was…Goblins…I feel so much older. I guess defeating a Great Dark Wizard will do that to you…you don't have any other choice but to grow up. And maybe that isn't such a bad thing…I don't know…to be honest I don't even really know what I'm doing here…well, no that's not true. I'm here because Molly (will I ever get used to calling her that? She says that now that Harry and I have grown up we should call her by her first name.) asked me to come. I wish I knew what I was going to do…I don't understand why she asked me out of all of us to come here to try to talk to him…I wouldn't have thought that I was the best choice. But she seems to believe so, and I guess she should know…after all she is his mother. So…she wanted me here and I came…now the question is what to do when I walk through that door.
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I can hear someone in the room…its probably mum…she's always close by…she always loves me, no matter what…its almost enough to make me care…almost. Why is she just standing there…I can feel her in the doorway…why wont she come in? Is it worth it to turn to look? Do I have that much strength? I guess I'm not completely dead…I still can't quite quench that stupid curiosity…here it goes… wait…that's not mum…its…Great Wizards…what is SHE doing her?
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Merciful Heavens! Surely that's not the young man I used to know…that pale miserable creature…it simply cant' be the loving, caring, wonderful friend that used to make me laugh so hard…it just CAN"T…Great Wizards…so the fight isn't over yet…I thought when we defeated Voldemort the suffering would end…maybe we were wrong…maybe the real war is just beginning. Should I wake him? No…wait…he's turning…he sees me…Great Wizards his eyes are so…so…haunted. What do I say to him…maybe I should just open my mouth and see what comes out…
"Hello George…it's…me…Hermione…"
By Mira
Summery: Something horrible has happened in the Weasley household, Can Hermione reach one member of the family before he slips beyond help? And what will she find if she does? (yes this is a romance…at least that is the plan…however it might not be quite what you think…)
Disclaimer: Great Goblins…do I really have to say it? Yes? Fine…I own NOTHING…do you really think I own anything HP? Have you READ my writing? The only thing I own is the plot…and I'm not even positive about that…I always seem to think I'm creative and then months later I find out that I'm not…sigh…lets see…what else…Oh yes…I'm making NO money…sigh…hehehe…Albright already…just go read my story now!!!
Rating: PG for slightly dark themes.
******~~~~~~******
It happened on a day like today…all dark and windy…yes…it was a day like today that I lost the two people who meant the most in this world to me. My brother and my father…and so many more than I care to remember. I still don't understand how the sun can keep rising and setting…or how my lungs can still keep filling with air…how my heart keeps beating. It would be so much easier if I could just stop being…then I wouldn't have to hurt so bad…then I wouldn't have to remember that it was all my fault…where are those sleeping pills? They'll have to do for now…
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It's so quiet in there…its always quiet in there. It didn't use to be that way…I can remember a time when there wasn't an hour in the day that there wasn't some kind of noise coming from this room…it use to drive his mother up the wall. Now I wonder if she would mind it so much. It's been so long since those happy days…how long…six months? Six years? Six lifetimes? I can't remember anymore. I remember this one time I was spending part of the summer here…it was the summer after my fourth year at Hogwarts…I thought the house was going to explode a few times…was that only three years ago? I guess it was…Goblins…I feel so much older. I guess defeating a Great Dark Wizard will do that to you…you don't have any other choice but to grow up. And maybe that isn't such a bad thing…I don't know…to be honest I don't even really know what I'm doing here…well, no that's not true. I'm here because Molly (will I ever get used to calling her that? She says that now that Harry and I have grown up we should call her by her first name.) asked me to come. I wish I knew what I was going to do…I don't understand why she asked me out of all of us to come here to try to talk to him…I wouldn't have thought that I was the best choice. But she seems to believe so, and I guess she should know…after all she is his mother. So…she wanted me here and I came…now the question is what to do when I walk through that door.
******~~~~~~******
I can hear someone in the room…its probably mum…she's always close by…she always loves me, no matter what…its almost enough to make me care…almost. Why is she just standing there…I can feel her in the doorway…why wont she come in? Is it worth it to turn to look? Do I have that much strength? I guess I'm not completely dead…I still can't quite quench that stupid curiosity…here it goes… wait…that's not mum…its…Great Wizards…what is SHE doing her?
******~~~~~~******
Merciful Heavens! Surely that's not the young man I used to know…that pale miserable creature…it simply cant' be the loving, caring, wonderful friend that used to make me laugh so hard…it just CAN"T…Great Wizards…so the fight isn't over yet…I thought when we defeated Voldemort the suffering would end…maybe we were wrong…maybe the real war is just beginning. Should I wake him? No…wait…he's turning…he sees me…Great Wizards his eyes are so…so…haunted. What do I say to him…maybe I should just open my mouth and see what comes out…
"Hello George…it's…me…Hermione…"
