Title: Forgive Me
Comment: Hermione pov thing. Because sometimes more then one person is effected by a decision. Makes reference to HarryxRon. Oh my god, I can actually write from the pov of a girl. And a girl who is rather like me in personality. Normally I can't do this, this makes me happy.

It was only a matter of time, correct? Until you left me behind and as much as you may try to include me still, there is one task I cannot ever share in. Will not ever share in. A task I never considered until that very moment I knew. At least you had the good sense to tell me and not hide it. Well, I always do find out, don't I? And then I tell on the teacher, correct? Is that what you feared? No, that is what I feared.

To be perfectly honest I am more then happy for the two of you. I wanted so desperately for the two of you to find happiness, especially you, Harry. And now I know you will both be happy for many years to come. I can't put into words how much that means to me. I feel somewhat like your sister although you yourself have said that is not entirely accurate. We do complete each other in a most unusual way. We are the heart, the lungs, and the brain I suppose. None can function without the motions of the others.

Now the question arises, which one of us is which part of the greater whole? Well, the natural order of things would probably place myself as the brain, but that's not accurate. The neurotransmitters travel across the synapse quickly, and are read by the dendrites on the next neuron. Oh yes, that's the technical aspect of the brain and all but what does it do? It is ever changing, ever evolving. You think one thing now and something else in the next moment. It adapts quickly and is fidgety but strategic. Ron your are our brain. Never completely sure of self but with each new experience gaining information, learning, evolving.

Harry, you would be the heart, completely. You're emotional, tender, you follow your dreams but hold on to your past. But you are more constant then Ron. But with each beat you grow stronger, yet tragically closer to your end. You embody what the three of us hope to achieve before it is too late. You really are the raw emotion that sustains us.

And I would be the lungs, ever constant, more level. With each breath I rise and fall but in a predictable fashion. I am the most predictable of the three of us I am certain. I warn you when you've gone too far into unmarked territory. I bring you back to reality. Yes, I most certainly am the lungs, delicate but resilient, steady but influential.

The three of us make a more complete whole, a whole functioning being capable of everything we hope and dream to do. Yet, my connection now to the two of you will be slightly weaker then your connections to each other. There is very little I can do about that. You two share that kind of romantic love I hope to achieve with someone someday. Oh yes, its very silly, bookish Hermione looking for someone to love her. But of course I am human like anyone else. Just because I take my studies seriously does not mean that I don't need human contact. And, to be perfectly honest at one point or another I have fancied the idea of either one of you showing interest in me. Oh, not like I was in romantic love ever with you two, just the idea of it. But I noticed early enough that your intentions would never lie with me. I was expecting this.

Not expecting this in an imperfect tea reading type way, as if I saw the future, but in that I saw the evolution of a relationship right in front of my eyes. I saw the friendly touches and words change to more romantic ones. These are observable phenomena. This wasn't guess work on my part, this was scientific method.

I suppose you would expect me to say that I started noticing after fourth year, but I didn't. In reality to understand the two of you one would have to start with the two small eleven year old boys on the Hogwarts' Express. The tiny boy with bright green eyes and tousled hair and the red haired one with dirt on his nose. You were starting your friendship, friendship which is the basis of all else.

Oh but I need not ramble on about such things. You know the evolution of events in far greater detail then I do. What is most important I assume is that now you have reached each other and nothing could make you happier I suspect. I only hope that you do not leave me behind as I have feared all along. Since that day I've known that no one else who befriended you would ever get as close to you as you are to each other. Somehow my life lead me down the path to become your friend and that little piece of information has been nagging at me for the last several years.

And now we're leaving, leaving the place we grew up together. I will never see the two of you again I suspect. Oh certainly I will be working at Hogwarts for the rest of my life, you can come visit me whenever you get a chance away from the ministry. But I will never know the whole story again. I won't be right up there involved in your fate, giving little suggestions and being too protective for our own good. Never again will I see you with the eyes of the innocent child.

Oh, do you see me crying now at my desk. It's so embarrassing; forgive me sirs for I am not myself.

"Hermione..."

"Harry, Ron."

"Are you alright?"

It doesn't matter which one of you asked, I suppose you are like one being now.

"I've lost something, and Ron, there is a bit of dirt on your nose."