Abandoned Hero

Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.K Rowlings wonderful characters. Although quite frankly like every other person in the world with I did!

Voldemort had been killed. Harry's life had been simple again. When people are starting to say Voldemort hadn't really been killed, what is going to happen to Harry's new simple life?

Chapter Eight: Discoveries

"For the millionth time, I understand you're sorry Hermione", sighed Harry's frustrated voice early the next morning, "You have to understand why I'm sorta angry though"

"I just want…", Hermione started.

"No, I don't need to hear you say that again. You want me to be happy", Harry said wishing the conversation would soon end.

"Well I do!", Hermione exclaimed.

"I don't need you to match me up with some girl. Believe it or not, I'm capable myself", Harry stood up.

"I don't get you sometimes…I was only trying to help", Hermione explained.

"I know you were Hermione. I forgave you 500 sorrys ago", Harry smiled.

"So where were you all day Harry?", Hermione asked.

"I was around", Harry grinned.

"Around with that so called ravenclaw?", Hermione snapped.

"Do you have something against people from other house Hermione?", Harry asked surprised at what Hermione was saying.

"I just think you of all people should be careful", Hermione frowned, "I've never seen her before, and I think I'd know who she was. It just seems like a set up. Try to find her again Harry, I bet you won't"

"You're being stupid. One minute your telling me you want me to be happy, the next minute when I am your telling me I shouldn't talk to people you don't approve of?", Harry said angrily.

"Harry…you know what I mean", Hermione sighed.

"No, I really don't. I'm rather confused with what Hermione is and isn't allowing me to do", Harry angrily stated.

"Now you're twisting things around!", Hermione shouted.

"Maybe you should make me a rule list so I know who I can and can't talk to, what I can and can't do", Harry spat out.

"I really hate you sometimes Harry Potter!", Hermione said softly.

"Thanks Hermione, thanks", Harry sighed.

"You're not the same Harry anymore, I don't know what happened but you've never really been the same since after last year", Hermione cried.

"Think about it Hermione, after all the happened last year. You honestly, honestly think I would still be the same?", Harry asked.

"I just thought things would always be the same between us", Hermione admitted, "the end of the year is getting closer, and next year we won't be coming back. I don't want to leave here with you hating me"

"What so we have something to talk about at the reunion? Oh, yeah good thing we got over that!", Harry joked.

"I'm not joking Harry!", Hermione snapped.

"You know you're right about one thing, the end of the year is coming. And you won't be coming back next year. Which means you'll get a great job, get married, have kids and live a happy life. But me, I'll be stuck here under lock and key. You'll forget all about me", Harry sighed.

"You've got it all wrong Harry. I will never forget about you, and they can't make you stay here. Were practically adults, we make our own decisions from the time we walk out of those doors after graduation next week", Hermione said tearfully.

"Harry, there you are!", came Dean Thomas's voice, "Can we count on you being at the big quidditch match reunion after the graduation ceremony?"

"I'm sorry Dean…but no", Harry said.

"Oh, alright…well see you around", Dean frowned walking away.

"Harry! That wasn't very nice", Hermione exclaimed.

"I'll see you later", Harry said walking away.

"Harry? Where are you going", Hermione asked.

"To find Melissa"

"Ron? Have you ever heard of a seventh year from ravenclaw named Melissa?", Hermione asked Ron as the two of then sat in front of the fireplace in the common room later that day.

"Melissa? No, I haven't", Ron muttered looking up from his Herbology homework.

"I didn't think so…", Hermione said softly, "I need to go ask Professor Lupin something…about the homework I'll be back later"

"Oh, want me to come along?", Ron asked.

"No, that's alright. It shouldn't take very long. I'll see you later", Hermione smiled at Ron.

Walking down the corridor Hermione stretched her mind trying to think of anywhere she could've heard of a girl named Melissa. She couldn't think of anyone who matched the description. They'd had Defense with the Ravenclaws a few times…and oddly she'd never seen the girl who claimed to go to Hogwarts. So she decided to ask someone who would know, Remus Lupin her Defense Against Dark Arts teacher.

"Professor Lupin?", she peeked her head inside the classroom.

"Hermione", he smiled, "come in, what can I do for you?"

"I just had a quick question….do you have a seventh year Ravenclaw student named Melissa?", Hermione asked.

"Melissa? Hmm….", he said pulling out a class roster, "no, I don't. Why?"

"Because in Hogsmeade yesterday, Harry met a girl who claimed to go by that description", Hermione sat down in a chair across from Lupin's desk.

"Well, that's quite strange", Professor Lupin looked up from a paper he was grading.

"Professor, what's going to happen to Harry when we graduate?", Hermione said thinking this was a good time to ask.

"I really don't think I'm the one to ask that Hermione", Professor Lupin stared at her.

"I just want to know….", Hermione started.

"It's been confirmed that Voldemort is indeed alive", Professor Lupin stopped for a moment taking a deep breath, "I imagine Harry, will be doing some training"

"You can't mean that! Your sending him out there again!", Hermione exclaimed caught off guard.

"Hermione, you should really talk to Professor Dumbeldore about this", Professor Lupin sighed.

"If he isn't killed by Voldemort, he's going to kill himself first!", Hermione shouted.

"Hermione! Don't talk like that…he'll be fine. There's plenty of people here in the summer to look after him", Professor Lupin tried to comfort Hermione.

"You can't make him do that, he's not 12 anymore. He's not your puppet to push around anymore, and I can tell you right now that he isn't going to do it all over again"

"Hey girl", Harry smiled at Hedwig as she gave him a letter, "Thanks"

Opening the letter he smiled seeing who it was from, Melissa.

Dear Harry,

Meet me in the astronomy tower at 4:00!

Melissa

"See Hermione", he muttered to himself, "she isn't fake"

Author's Note: I got this up as fast as I could! Thanks to Sherylyn, Kate Potter, Pathetic Invader, angie, Anie, and Michelle for reviewing sometime since chapter five. Wow, I'm quite behind on my thank yous! Well until next time please review!