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What Has Been And What Can Never Be
Christmas break was getting closer and closer. Classes were the same as always. At the present time Harry and Hermione were having a stupid fight.
"Harry you insensitive jerk, how could you cheat on me?" Hermione yelled in the middle of the common room. Ron and Danielle just sat there not knowing what to do.
Harry looked shocked. "What?" Harry asked in a very confused voice.
"Cho told me that you were seeing her, that you had been cheating on me with her. God, Harry did you really think I wasn't going to find out?" Hermione didn't wait around to hear the answer she ran upstairs. Danielle and Ron looked at each other.
"I'll go see about Hermione, you deal with Harry." Danielle said getting up and heading upstairs. As she went she talked to Harry telepathically.
"No, I didn't cheat on her with Cho, or anyone else for that matter. I don't know why Cho would say anything like that." Harry told her.
"Okay, we'll clear this up." Danielle thought back reassuringly.
"Hermione?" Danielle said as she went over to Hermione's bed.
"I don't want to talk to you." Hermione yelled at Danielle and pulled the curtains back around her bed.
"Fine, then don't talk listen." Danielle said knowing that Hermione really did need to talk and just need to get going. They were best friends after all, even if they only knew each other for a little over a year.
"All I wanted to know is what happened, but if you only want me to know Harry's side of the story." Danielle didn't finish her sentence. Hermione pulled back the curtains of her bed and looked at Danielle. Tears were pouring down her face and Danielle went over to her and gave her a reassuring hug.
"I thought you would side with Harry." Hermione said through the tears. Danielle didn't want to have this conversation; she would never be able to choose sides between her best friend and her twin brother.
"What did Cho say?" Danielle asked, the sooner they got to the bottom of this, the better. Hermione told her everything.
Cho had stopped her as she was leaving the library and said, "Hey, I think you should know something. I've been seeing Harry Potter. He loves me, not you. He's just scared of tearing up his sister if he breaks up with you." The tears fell faster out of her eyes as she repeated Cho's words.
Danielle looked at her best friend and tried to put herself in her shoes. Danielle just hugged Hermione; there was nothing else to do.
Hermione needed to calm down before anyone could try and reason with her. Harry's voice filled her head.
"Ron wants to talk to you before he goes to bed, but he doesn't want to interrupt whatever is going on in there." Harry explained, his voice sounded very upset.
"Tell him I'll be in the common room in a minute. And stay there, I want to talk to you." Danielle responded. Hermione had cried herself to sleep. Danielle pulled the covers over her and closed her curtains; she also put a sleep charm on her so she would sleep quietly.
Danielle walked down to the nearly empty common room; only Harry and Ron where down there. "Harry, in time Hermione will come to see the truth, but right now she is too upset to be reasoned with. Just let her be for a little while." Danielle told him before he could say anything.
Harry nodded sadly and headed off to bed. "We have to do something for them." Ron said as Danielle sat down next to him and cuddled against him.
"But what? Hermione is way to upset to listen to reason. You and I know that Harry didn't do anything with Cho, but right now nothing can convince Hermione of that." Danielle said with a sigh.
"We'll think of something." Ron said kissing the top of her head. Danielle and Ron were both more tired than they realized. Helping their friends was tiring work. The two fell asleep in the common room on the couch again. Ron was leaning against the arm of the couch and Danielle's head was in his lap.
It was still early when they were awoken. Danielle blinked a few times letting her eyes get accustomed to the light. When she looked up she noticed Dumbledore standing over her.
She looked at where she was and started to explain. "Professor, we just..." Dumbledore interrupted her.
"I need to speak to you in my office immediately." There was a tone in his voice that worried Danielle. Ron was waking up now. Danielle kissed him and told him that she was going with Dumbledore. Ron groaned and rolled over and was soon asleep again.
Danielle followed Dumbledore to his office. He sat down behind his desk and motioned for her to sit as well. "Danielle, I have some very bad news for you." Dumbledore began to tell her. He looked at the teenager, but she just looked at him without any emotion.
"Voldemort attacked last night." There was the slightest trace of fear in her eyes, but she quickly recovered and continued to look at the headmaster.
"He left a note at the scene of the crime..." Dumbledore paused again, but this time for his own benefit. He had grown very fond of her and was very upset about what he had to tell her. "for you." He finished quietly.
Danielle's emotionless face was suddenly full of fear and confusion. Dumbledore handed her the note. She looked down at the piece of parchment and read it
My Dearest Danny, Is that what he calls you, or rather I should say CALLED you. You are a stupid weak girl, with stupid weak friends. Well, now you have eight less of them. That Tim fellow put of some fight thought. I told him I was after you and he ran at me. He really loves you, sorry again I get my verb tenses mess up, he really LOVED you. He would have done anything for you. If I was a muggle he probably would have killed me or at the very least I would be in the hospital. But my magic is nothing compared to a weak, love stuck, muggle teenager. I may not be able to kill you with magic, but I can kill the ones you love. Tim for starters, I think I remember something about a little muggle girl named Sara. Oh and then of course we have your best friend, Hermione Granger, your boyfriend Ronald Weasley, his family, and we can't forget your brother Harry. You never did give me a chance to make you an offer last spring. I would have given you a chance to join me, but you made it very clear that you would not take that option. Well, I hope that you have a wonderful evening. I'll be seeing you sometime. Lord Voldemort P.S.- It would probably help if you didn't think of it as your fault that your friends are dead.
Danielle finished reading the letter and just sat there. Dumbledore noticed she was done and said, "We have placed the secret keeper spell on the Weasley's house along with Sara. Also on Remus and Sirius' house."
Danielle heard him, but didn't respond. She was still looking at the letter in her hands. The only thought in her head was Tim was dead and it was all her fault. Danielle dropped the letter and ran out of Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore called after her, but knew that he would never be able to stop her. Danielle just ran, she didn't know where she was until she found herself in that secret room down near the dungeon. She was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. She could taste her salty tears, but couldn't do anything to stop them from falling. She didn't know how long she had been there; time seemed to have stopped after she read that letter.
She wondered why she hadn't seen this in a dream. She could have been there, could have stopped it. Maybe then Tim would still be alive. She couldn't help but think that maybe if she didn't do that or this, Voldemort wouldn't have attacked Tim.
She missed all her classes and meals that day. Harry, Ron and Hermione were getting worried.
Harry and Hermione refused to talk to each other, but Ron yelled at them. "Danielle is missing and we don't know what is wrong, can't you two put this stupid argument behind you until we find her?" Harry and Hermione nodded and all three headed towards Dumbledore's office. Ron remembered her telling him that's where she was going early that morning.
"Enter." Dumbledore said when they knocked. "Ah, yes, I was wondering when I would see the three of you today." Dumbledore said as they entered.
All three noticed that Dumbledore did not smile and the twinkle in his eyes was nowhere to be found.
"We wanted to know where Danielle is." Hermione said.
"And if you know what is wrong with her." Harry added.
Dumbledore nodded. "Very well," He said sadly, "I need the three of you to help her, she going through a lot right now." Dumbledore paused and all three nodded their agreement.
Dumbledore handed them the note that Danielle had dropped on the floor. Ron held it because he was in the middle and they all read it together. When they had all finished they looked at each other and then at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore took the letter back and sat down behind his desk again. They sat there in silence, none of them knowing what to say.
"I know you are all shocked and scared, but Danielle is also. All three of you are in danger, but we are doing everything in our power to keep you safe. Ron, your family and your house have been put under the secret keeper spell along with Sara. The same goes for you Hermione. I wish to place the spell on all four of you, but you need to decide you your secret keeper shall be. I don't know if Danielle will allow me to place it on her. I believe she in under the opinion that these deaths are her fault and that it is her fault that you are all in danger." Dumbledore paused to let them digest everything he had said.
The three teenagers had looks of complete terror on their faces. None of them moved. Harry suddenly ran out of the room, much like Danielle had. He was used to Voldemort threatening his life and didn't take this news nearly as hard as Hermione and Ron, but he didn't like Voldemort's threats to his sister. He ran up to his dorm and grabbed his map.
"I Swear I am up to no good." He said and looked around frantically for the other dot that said Potter. She saw her in a strange room in the dungeons. He must have walked by it on his way to potions often, but he had never seen it before. With the help of the map he found it easily and walked into the room.
He was stuck by how beautiful the room was, but he was on a mission. He heard quiet sobs coming from the far corner and when he looked he saw Danielle curled up in a little ball. He went over to her and held her in a hug. They sat there for a while, Harry just held her.
He had been in a situation somewhat like this at the end of forth year. But when he really thought about it, Voldemort had only killed one of his friends and not a good one at that. And his friends and family were not threatened.
This was by far one of the worse things that Harry had seen Voldemort do. He knew of awful deeds that had happened when he was a baby or before he was born, but nothing was worse than when you were the one that survived.
Danielle knew Harry was there, but didn't say anything to him. She moved so that she was crying into his chest, but he didn't stop her. After a while Danielle's tears had stopped, but the pain in her heart was just as deep and hurt as much as ever.
Soon, Hermione and Ron entered the room. Hermione had taken Danielle's map and followed it like Harry had done. The four teenagers just sat in the corner not saying anything.
Harry got up and Ron took his place with Danielle. Harry took Hermione hand and led her over to one of the couches. "I'm sorry." He said and Hermione nodded.
"I am also, I should have know that you would never do anything like that." Hermione said. They held each other tight, but it was the time or place for kissing. They got up and went back over to Danielle and Ron.
The four friends didn't know what to say, so they just sat. The boys held the two frightened girls tight until they were both asleep and then soon fell asleep themselves.
Danielle had a nightmare. She saw Tim and her other friends huddled in the corner with Voldemort laughing at them. "You are friends of the stupid weak Danielle Potter are you not?" Voldemort asked the group. Tim was the only one brave enough to speak up.
"What do you want with My Dearest Danny?" Tim yelled at him. Voldemort laughed again. "I want her and everyone like her dead."
Tim's eyes flashed dangerously, the same way they did whenever he saw Mr. Hurt hit her. Tim ran at Voldemort ready to kill him, but Voldemort only laughed as he pulled his wand out. Suddenly there was a flash of green light and Danielle awoke with a start. She looked around, but only Hermione, Harry, and Ron were in the room with her.
The four teenagers were tangled with each other, all sleeping on someone else. Danielle untangled herself without waking her friends and left to find someplace to clear her mind. She loved her friends, but she needed to be alone for a while.
Suddenly she was outside in the cold snow. Danielle didn't have on warm clothes, but she didn't notice. She walked over to the lake and started walking around it aimlessly. The almost full moon shown beautifully on the icy surface.
As she walked she sang to herself. It was a sad song, but it fit her mood well.
"I am a lighthouse. Worn by the weather and the waves. I keep my lamp lit to warn to sailors on their way. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I was so happy but joy in this life seldom lasts. I had a keeper. He helped he warn the ships at sea. We had grown closer, till his joy meant everything to me. He was to marry a girl who shown with beauty and light. They loved each other and with me watched the sunsets into nights. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be. She'd had to leave us. My keeper, he prayed for a safe return. But when the night came the weather to a raging storm had turned. He watched her ship fight but in vain against the wild and terrible wind, in my so helpless as dashed against the rocks she met her end. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be. Then on the next day My keeper found her washed up on the shore. He kissed her cold face and that they'd be together soon he swore. I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand. Then he climbed my tower and off the edge of me he ran. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be."
As Danielle sang the chorus one last time she looked up and saw Harry standing in front of her listening to her sing. She blushed when she saw him.
"Danielle do you want to talk about it?" Harry asked as they continued to walk around the lake. Danielle shook her head and continued to walk.
But she remembered Snape and how he told her to talk about it, even if it wasn't with him. She remembered how much better it felt to tell someone.
She took a deep and said, "It's all my fault and now everyone I love is in danger." Harry looked at her. He knew how she felt, he often felt the same way himself.
"Danielle it is not your fault. Voldemort is after you because you and me survived his attack. Hermione and Ron and all of Ron's family were always in danger. They just never had it pushed in their faces before." Danielle laughed a little and Harry smiled to hear it.
"True, maybe Tim would still be alive if it wasn't for you, but Sara wouldn't. Sara and probably countless others were saved by you. You gave Tim the opportunity to escape from Mr. Hunt. So none of this is your fault. Voldemort did this and no one blames anyone but him." Harry was going to continue, but Danielle suddenly through her arms around him.
"You always know what to say." Harry gave her a hug back.
"Come on, let's go wake up Ron and Hermione before we lose our Boyfriend and Girlfriend." Danielle laughed but then looked at Harry and said, "Did you and Hermione work things out?" Harry nodded and Danielle sighed.
"Well at least one good things came out of this." They both laughed and headed back to the room in the dungeons.
The days went by slowly for all of them. They tied to keep busy, not to think about the pain that they were all feeling, but it was difficult. In their heart they knew they could make it through together. They knew that the four of them could do anything together.
Danielle was always thinking a lot about Tim. Voldemort and said that he loved her. She knew that, but she didn't realize he would die like that for her. She was sorry that she would never get to thank him for it, or to tell him how much she really did love him.
As she sat with her three friends in the empty common room in front of the fire she thought about all the things remembered about Tim and all the things that could never happen.
The song that she sang at the lake came into her head and without really knowing she started singing softly, but loud enough for her three friends to hear.
"I am a lighthouse. Worn by the weather and the waves. I keep my lamp lit to warn to sailors on their way. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I was so happy but joy in this life seldom lasts. I had a keeper. He helped he warn the ships at sea. We had grown closer, till his joy meant everything to me. He was to marry a girl who shown with beauty and light. They loved each other and with me watched the sunsets into nights. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be"
PLEASE READ MY NOTE IN THE FIRST CHAPTER IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY DONE SO! THANK YOU :)
What Has Been And What Can Never Be
Christmas break was getting closer and closer. Classes were the same as always. At the present time Harry and Hermione were having a stupid fight.
"Harry you insensitive jerk, how could you cheat on me?" Hermione yelled in the middle of the common room. Ron and Danielle just sat there not knowing what to do.
Harry looked shocked. "What?" Harry asked in a very confused voice.
"Cho told me that you were seeing her, that you had been cheating on me with her. God, Harry did you really think I wasn't going to find out?" Hermione didn't wait around to hear the answer she ran upstairs. Danielle and Ron looked at each other.
"I'll go see about Hermione, you deal with Harry." Danielle said getting up and heading upstairs. As she went she talked to Harry telepathically.
"No, I didn't cheat on her with Cho, or anyone else for that matter. I don't know why Cho would say anything like that." Harry told her.
"Okay, we'll clear this up." Danielle thought back reassuringly.
"Hermione?" Danielle said as she went over to Hermione's bed.
"I don't want to talk to you." Hermione yelled at Danielle and pulled the curtains back around her bed.
"Fine, then don't talk listen." Danielle said knowing that Hermione really did need to talk and just need to get going. They were best friends after all, even if they only knew each other for a little over a year.
"All I wanted to know is what happened, but if you only want me to know Harry's side of the story." Danielle didn't finish her sentence. Hermione pulled back the curtains of her bed and looked at Danielle. Tears were pouring down her face and Danielle went over to her and gave her a reassuring hug.
"I thought you would side with Harry." Hermione said through the tears. Danielle didn't want to have this conversation; she would never be able to choose sides between her best friend and her twin brother.
"What did Cho say?" Danielle asked, the sooner they got to the bottom of this, the better. Hermione told her everything.
Cho had stopped her as she was leaving the library and said, "Hey, I think you should know something. I've been seeing Harry Potter. He loves me, not you. He's just scared of tearing up his sister if he breaks up with you." The tears fell faster out of her eyes as she repeated Cho's words.
Danielle looked at her best friend and tried to put herself in her shoes. Danielle just hugged Hermione; there was nothing else to do.
Hermione needed to calm down before anyone could try and reason with her. Harry's voice filled her head.
"Ron wants to talk to you before he goes to bed, but he doesn't want to interrupt whatever is going on in there." Harry explained, his voice sounded very upset.
"Tell him I'll be in the common room in a minute. And stay there, I want to talk to you." Danielle responded. Hermione had cried herself to sleep. Danielle pulled the covers over her and closed her curtains; she also put a sleep charm on her so she would sleep quietly.
Danielle walked down to the nearly empty common room; only Harry and Ron where down there. "Harry, in time Hermione will come to see the truth, but right now she is too upset to be reasoned with. Just let her be for a little while." Danielle told him before he could say anything.
Harry nodded sadly and headed off to bed. "We have to do something for them." Ron said as Danielle sat down next to him and cuddled against him.
"But what? Hermione is way to upset to listen to reason. You and I know that Harry didn't do anything with Cho, but right now nothing can convince Hermione of that." Danielle said with a sigh.
"We'll think of something." Ron said kissing the top of her head. Danielle and Ron were both more tired than they realized. Helping their friends was tiring work. The two fell asleep in the common room on the couch again. Ron was leaning against the arm of the couch and Danielle's head was in his lap.
It was still early when they were awoken. Danielle blinked a few times letting her eyes get accustomed to the light. When she looked up she noticed Dumbledore standing over her.
She looked at where she was and started to explain. "Professor, we just..." Dumbledore interrupted her.
"I need to speak to you in my office immediately." There was a tone in his voice that worried Danielle. Ron was waking up now. Danielle kissed him and told him that she was going with Dumbledore. Ron groaned and rolled over and was soon asleep again.
Danielle followed Dumbledore to his office. He sat down behind his desk and motioned for her to sit as well. "Danielle, I have some very bad news for you." Dumbledore began to tell her. He looked at the teenager, but she just looked at him without any emotion.
"Voldemort attacked last night." There was the slightest trace of fear in her eyes, but she quickly recovered and continued to look at the headmaster.
"He left a note at the scene of the crime..." Dumbledore paused again, but this time for his own benefit. He had grown very fond of her and was very upset about what he had to tell her. "for you." He finished quietly.
Danielle's emotionless face was suddenly full of fear and confusion. Dumbledore handed her the note. She looked down at the piece of parchment and read it
My Dearest Danny, Is that what he calls you, or rather I should say CALLED you. You are a stupid weak girl, with stupid weak friends. Well, now you have eight less of them. That Tim fellow put of some fight thought. I told him I was after you and he ran at me. He really loves you, sorry again I get my verb tenses mess up, he really LOVED you. He would have done anything for you. If I was a muggle he probably would have killed me or at the very least I would be in the hospital. But my magic is nothing compared to a weak, love stuck, muggle teenager. I may not be able to kill you with magic, but I can kill the ones you love. Tim for starters, I think I remember something about a little muggle girl named Sara. Oh and then of course we have your best friend, Hermione Granger, your boyfriend Ronald Weasley, his family, and we can't forget your brother Harry. You never did give me a chance to make you an offer last spring. I would have given you a chance to join me, but you made it very clear that you would not take that option. Well, I hope that you have a wonderful evening. I'll be seeing you sometime. Lord Voldemort P.S.- It would probably help if you didn't think of it as your fault that your friends are dead.
Danielle finished reading the letter and just sat there. Dumbledore noticed she was done and said, "We have placed the secret keeper spell on the Weasley's house along with Sara. Also on Remus and Sirius' house."
Danielle heard him, but didn't respond. She was still looking at the letter in her hands. The only thought in her head was Tim was dead and it was all her fault. Danielle dropped the letter and ran out of Dumbledore's office.
Dumbledore called after her, but knew that he would never be able to stop her. Danielle just ran, she didn't know where she was until she found herself in that secret room down near the dungeon. She was curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. She could taste her salty tears, but couldn't do anything to stop them from falling. She didn't know how long she had been there; time seemed to have stopped after she read that letter.
She wondered why she hadn't seen this in a dream. She could have been there, could have stopped it. Maybe then Tim would still be alive. She couldn't help but think that maybe if she didn't do that or this, Voldemort wouldn't have attacked Tim.
She missed all her classes and meals that day. Harry, Ron and Hermione were getting worried.
Harry and Hermione refused to talk to each other, but Ron yelled at them. "Danielle is missing and we don't know what is wrong, can't you two put this stupid argument behind you until we find her?" Harry and Hermione nodded and all three headed towards Dumbledore's office. Ron remembered her telling him that's where she was going early that morning.
"Enter." Dumbledore said when they knocked. "Ah, yes, I was wondering when I would see the three of you today." Dumbledore said as they entered.
All three noticed that Dumbledore did not smile and the twinkle in his eyes was nowhere to be found.
"We wanted to know where Danielle is." Hermione said.
"And if you know what is wrong with her." Harry added.
Dumbledore nodded. "Very well," He said sadly, "I need the three of you to help her, she going through a lot right now." Dumbledore paused and all three nodded their agreement.
Dumbledore handed them the note that Danielle had dropped on the floor. Ron held it because he was in the middle and they all read it together. When they had all finished they looked at each other and then at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore took the letter back and sat down behind his desk again. They sat there in silence, none of them knowing what to say.
"I know you are all shocked and scared, but Danielle is also. All three of you are in danger, but we are doing everything in our power to keep you safe. Ron, your family and your house have been put under the secret keeper spell along with Sara. The same goes for you Hermione. I wish to place the spell on all four of you, but you need to decide you your secret keeper shall be. I don't know if Danielle will allow me to place it on her. I believe she in under the opinion that these deaths are her fault and that it is her fault that you are all in danger." Dumbledore paused to let them digest everything he had said.
The three teenagers had looks of complete terror on their faces. None of them moved. Harry suddenly ran out of the room, much like Danielle had. He was used to Voldemort threatening his life and didn't take this news nearly as hard as Hermione and Ron, but he didn't like Voldemort's threats to his sister. He ran up to his dorm and grabbed his map.
"I Swear I am up to no good." He said and looked around frantically for the other dot that said Potter. She saw her in a strange room in the dungeons. He must have walked by it on his way to potions often, but he had never seen it before. With the help of the map he found it easily and walked into the room.
He was stuck by how beautiful the room was, but he was on a mission. He heard quiet sobs coming from the far corner and when he looked he saw Danielle curled up in a little ball. He went over to her and held her in a hug. They sat there for a while, Harry just held her.
He had been in a situation somewhat like this at the end of forth year. But when he really thought about it, Voldemort had only killed one of his friends and not a good one at that. And his friends and family were not threatened.
This was by far one of the worse things that Harry had seen Voldemort do. He knew of awful deeds that had happened when he was a baby or before he was born, but nothing was worse than when you were the one that survived.
Danielle knew Harry was there, but didn't say anything to him. She moved so that she was crying into his chest, but he didn't stop her. After a while Danielle's tears had stopped, but the pain in her heart was just as deep and hurt as much as ever.
Soon, Hermione and Ron entered the room. Hermione had taken Danielle's map and followed it like Harry had done. The four teenagers just sat in the corner not saying anything.
Harry got up and Ron took his place with Danielle. Harry took Hermione hand and led her over to one of the couches. "I'm sorry." He said and Hermione nodded.
"I am also, I should have know that you would never do anything like that." Hermione said. They held each other tight, but it was the time or place for kissing. They got up and went back over to Danielle and Ron.
The four friends didn't know what to say, so they just sat. The boys held the two frightened girls tight until they were both asleep and then soon fell asleep themselves.
Danielle had a nightmare. She saw Tim and her other friends huddled in the corner with Voldemort laughing at them. "You are friends of the stupid weak Danielle Potter are you not?" Voldemort asked the group. Tim was the only one brave enough to speak up.
"What do you want with My Dearest Danny?" Tim yelled at him. Voldemort laughed again. "I want her and everyone like her dead."
Tim's eyes flashed dangerously, the same way they did whenever he saw Mr. Hurt hit her. Tim ran at Voldemort ready to kill him, but Voldemort only laughed as he pulled his wand out. Suddenly there was a flash of green light and Danielle awoke with a start. She looked around, but only Hermione, Harry, and Ron were in the room with her.
The four teenagers were tangled with each other, all sleeping on someone else. Danielle untangled herself without waking her friends and left to find someplace to clear her mind. She loved her friends, but she needed to be alone for a while.
Suddenly she was outside in the cold snow. Danielle didn't have on warm clothes, but she didn't notice. She walked over to the lake and started walking around it aimlessly. The almost full moon shown beautifully on the icy surface.
As she walked she sang to herself. It was a sad song, but it fit her mood well.
"I am a lighthouse. Worn by the weather and the waves. I keep my lamp lit to warn to sailors on their way. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I was so happy but joy in this life seldom lasts. I had a keeper. He helped he warn the ships at sea. We had grown closer, till his joy meant everything to me. He was to marry a girl who shown with beauty and light. They loved each other and with me watched the sunsets into nights. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be. She'd had to leave us. My keeper, he prayed for a safe return. But when the night came the weather to a raging storm had turned. He watched her ship fight but in vain against the wild and terrible wind, in my so helpless as dashed against the rocks she met her end. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be. Then on the next day My keeper found her washed up on the shore. He kissed her cold face and that they'd be together soon he swore. I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand. Then he climbed my tower and off the edge of me he ran. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be."
As Danielle sang the chorus one last time she looked up and saw Harry standing in front of her listening to her sing. She blushed when she saw him.
"Danielle do you want to talk about it?" Harry asked as they continued to walk around the lake. Danielle shook her head and continued to walk.
But she remembered Snape and how he told her to talk about it, even if it wasn't with him. She remembered how much better it felt to tell someone.
She took a deep and said, "It's all my fault and now everyone I love is in danger." Harry looked at her. He knew how she felt, he often felt the same way himself.
"Danielle it is not your fault. Voldemort is after you because you and me survived his attack. Hermione and Ron and all of Ron's family were always in danger. They just never had it pushed in their faces before." Danielle laughed a little and Harry smiled to hear it.
"True, maybe Tim would still be alive if it wasn't for you, but Sara wouldn't. Sara and probably countless others were saved by you. You gave Tim the opportunity to escape from Mr. Hunt. So none of this is your fault. Voldemort did this and no one blames anyone but him." Harry was going to continue, but Danielle suddenly through her arms around him.
"You always know what to say." Harry gave her a hug back.
"Come on, let's go wake up Ron and Hermione before we lose our Boyfriend and Girlfriend." Danielle laughed but then looked at Harry and said, "Did you and Hermione work things out?" Harry nodded and Danielle sighed.
"Well at least one good things came out of this." They both laughed and headed back to the room in the dungeons.
The days went by slowly for all of them. They tied to keep busy, not to think about the pain that they were all feeling, but it was difficult. In their heart they knew they could make it through together. They knew that the four of them could do anything together.
Danielle was always thinking a lot about Tim. Voldemort and said that he loved her. She knew that, but she didn't realize he would die like that for her. She was sorry that she would never get to thank him for it, or to tell him how much she really did love him.
As she sat with her three friends in the empty common room in front of the fire she thought about all the things remembered about Tim and all the things that could never happen.
The song that she sang at the lake came into her head and without really knowing she started singing softly, but loud enough for her three friends to hear.
"I am a lighthouse. Worn by the weather and the waves. I keep my lamp lit to warn to sailors on their way. I'll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past. I was so happy but joy in this life seldom lasts. I had a keeper. He helped he warn the ships at sea. We had grown closer, till his joy meant everything to me. He was to marry a girl who shown with beauty and light. They loved each other and with me watched the sunsets into nights. And the waves crashing around me, the sand slipping out to sea, and the winds that blow remind me of what had been, and what can never be"