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Summary: H/Hr of course, well its set in 7th year and on.. Voldemort's back and he's influencing Hermione.. what will happen to Harry and Hermione's perfect relationship.read on, read on! And don't forget to Review!
This is totally Harry/Hermione fluffiness but with a pretty good plot goin on.
Thanks to Serenity-Hermione Angel, Anonymous, CandyHeart, Jo, Rockie, Okie Da 2, daniellover12, and Julie! You guys ROCK!
'I'm Sorry'
(A/N: I know it's not a very original title but deal for now.I'm trying to figure out a new one)
Chapter 5:
"Hermione, duck!" Harry yelled as he shoved her off the bench into the snow and he dove off the other way.
"Crucio!" The black cloaked figure yelled as he pointed his wand at Harry.
"Harry, look out!" Hermione screamed just in time for Harry to roll out of the way.
"You can't win Potter." The figure told him threateningly as it advanced.
"Try me." Harry spat as he stood and began to circle with the enemy.
"Sinarous!" (A/N: couldn't think of a curse.if you figure out a better one.tell me!) The figure yelled.
"Repelios!" Harry shouted at the same time. An invisible shield went around Harry and the curse was sent back towards its sender. The figure dove out of its path, straight towards Hermione.
"Now who's winning?" Harry asked advancing on his attacker. The figure looked around him and saw Hermione. Lunging for her, he grabbed her arms and yanked her to her feet.
"Not you." The cloaked figure said laughing evilly and pointing his wand at Hermione.
"Let her go." Harry growled angrily stepping forward.
"Stop! Take another step and I'll kill her I swear." The figure yelled tightening his grip on Hermione's arms.
"Let her go." Harry said raising his wand. "Or I'll make you."
"Two words and your poor girlfriend is history! Drop your wand, let me go and I'll let her live." The figure stated. "Maybe." Harry didn't say anything but then began to lower his wand.
"Harry, no! It's a trick!" Hermione yelled. "Don't do it!"
Harry paused, looked at Hermione then threw his wand down.
"I knew you wouldn't let me kill her. You love her too much to let anything happen. She is your one weakness Potter!" The figure laughed and then continued. "But you know, she is a pretty thing. I might want to keep her for myself." It said kissing Hermione roughly on the lips. Harry lost his resolve then and there and lunged for the figure. The enemy had anticipated what Harry would do and pushed Hermione into a tree, knocking her head against it. The figure shot a curse at Harry who flew backward landing on his back. Harry's attacker stood over him wand pointing.
"I'll be back Potter, we'll all be back." It turned and started walking but stopped midway. "And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like." With that last word the figure vanished into the night.
Harry immediately got up and rushed to Hermione's side who was beginning to awake.
"Harry?" She said groggily.
"I'm here, I'm here." Harry told her soothingly. "Are you alright baby?"
"I think so." Hermione said touching her hand to the back of her head and smiling slightly. "Help me up?" She asked.
"Yeah, you're sure you're alright?" Harry said helping her up. Hermione brushed the snow off her clothes.
"I'll be fine in a bit Harry, lets just get back to the castle. I think I just need to lie down so to get rid of my dizziness."
"Okay, come on." Harry replied putting his arm around Hermione's waist to help her walk along.
The couple was just in time to take the last carriage back to Hogwarts. Harry helped the still dizzy Hermione into the carriage before getting in himself. The pair was sharing the carriage with three girls, two sixth years and a seventh year, all from Ravenclaw. Harry groaned inwardly to himself. These were some of the girls that started the 'Harry Potter Fan Club'. Harry sat down next Hermione across from the girls who giggled when he looked at them.
"Hey Harry." The seventh year said sweetly.
"Hi Leana." Harry said in an exasperated voice. He had really never liked any of the girls in the fan club. They were annoying, rude and full of themselves. They made fun of Hermione, which Harry thought was extremely low. Harry put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and pulled her close as if to say 'I have a girlfriend, leave me alone.' Leana didn't seem to get the message and moved to sit on Harry's other side, which happen to push Hermione off the other end.
"Oof." Hermione said when she hit the floor of the carriage.
"Hermione, are you alright?" Harry asked shooting a death glare at Leana.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but now my head really hurts." She replied.
"Oh! Hermione! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to push you off. Do you think you would mind if I sat next to Harry for a bit?" Leana asked wearing an extremely fake smile. Hermione started to open her mouth to answer but Harry cut her off with a kiss. Leana gasped and had a look of pure shock on her face. When the couple broke off Harry looked at Leana who was still staring open mouthed at the pair.
"Does that answer your question?" Harry asked as he helped Hermione back onto the sit. Leana made a noise and went back to the other side of the carriage, her face flaming red. The ride continued in silence until the group reached Hogwarts. Once Hermione and Harry were on their way up to the Tower Hermione spoke.
"Harry, why did you do that?"
"Do what?" He asked innocently, knowing exactly what his girlfriend was speaking off.
"Kiss me in front of Leana and the other girls. Not that I didn't like it, but I'm supposed to set an example for the younger girls. Even if it means letting a girl sit next to my boyfriend."
"Come on 'Mione. You know I don't like Leana, she's just so.I don't know, I just don't like her. She makes fun of you." Harry replied running a hand through his hair.
"Harry, you know I don't care about what people think of me, all I care about is what I think of me and I like me."
"I know you don't 'Mione, but it just makes me angry the way some people can treat you. I mean doesn't it bother you when people call you a bookworm or something."
"Not really, after hearing it from you and Ron for seven years its pretty normal." Hermione saw the guilt spread across Harry's face and she smiled. "Harry, I'm kidding." He looked at her but didn't smile.
"Are you gonna be okay?" Harry asked squeezing her hand.
"Yes, I'll be fine, don't worry about me, my head's fine. That kiss seemed to clear it up a bit, but I'm still not completely better." Harry perked up at this and Hermione gave him a sly smile.
"It did, did it?" He said in a low voice. "Want me to make it completely better?" Harry said putting his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Hermione slid her arms up around his neck.
"You wouldn't dream of doing anything else." Hermione said before Harry's lips claimed her own. After a long passionate kiss the couple broke for need of air.
"All better." Hermione said cheerfully.
"Goodnight 'Mione." Harry said giving her one last kiss before he turned to leave.
"Night Harry. Wait for me in the Common Room tomorrow?"
"Will do." Harry replied turning to walk to his own room. "Hermione, wait!" He said suddenly turning back.
"Yeah?" She said opening her door again.
"The Death Eater told me to tell you this, I've been trying to figure it out, but I have no idea what he means. Maybe you'll know and you can explain it to me. He said, 'And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like.' Any idea?" A look of horror came into Hermione's eyes but Harry couldn't see it because of the dimly lit hallway.
"No idea." She replied masking her fear of the warning. Voldemort was becoming more and more brave. Sending her a warning through an actual person and not through a dream.
"Okay then, see you in the morning beautiful." Harry told her before she closed her door.
Hermione shut her down and leaned up against the back of it. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, Harry didn't know and he had accepted her answer of not knowing. She knew what the warning meant. Voldemort was telling her that she was becoming to close to Harry, he was going to do something to hurt him, soon. Hermione opened her eyes and shook her head. She wouldn't let it happen, she had to think of something to protect Harry. She walked to her dresser and pulled out her favorite pair of pajamas, a white spaghetti strap tank and Harry's blue-plaid flannel pants and headed to the bathroom to shower. After a nice, long, hot shower she emerged and performed her nightly routine. Turning down the sheets, fluffing her pillow, brushing her hair, pulling out the next days uniform. When she finished she slipped into bed and pulled the comforter up around her head and turned out the light plunging the room into darkness. Soon Hermione had fallen into a deep sleep.
Harry walked down the rest of the stairs of the girl's dormitories and headed up his own. He reached his own room, still deep in thought. That riddle, what had the Death Eater meant. He opened his door and went inside checking the time as he passed the clock hung on the wall.
'Eleven thirty, Ron should be back soon.' He thought. Harry shrugged and began to get ready for bed. He stripped down to the bare, grabbed a towel and some clean boxers and headed to the bathroom for a much needed shower. When he finished 10 minutes later he heard Ron and Dean talking in the dormitory. Harry dried his hair and went to join them.
"Hey Harry." Ron said. "I wondered where you were. Have fun on your walk, enough snogging to last the night?" Dean snorted at Ron's last comment.
"Yeah, great time." Harry lied, mouthing an 'I'll tell you later' to his friend. "How was the movie?" He asked attempting to change the subject. Ron shuddered.
"I don't even want to think about it. Scared the bloody hell out of me mate!" Ron replied. Harry laughed.
"What was so bad about it Ron?" Harry asked, climbing into his bed.
"It had spiders in it, big, hairy ones." Ron paused. "With attitudes." Harry laughed again.
"Ron's scared of the big, bad spider." Dean chanted. Ron threw a pillow at him.
"Come on, mate, its not funny, you know I can't stand spiders!" Ron argued in his defense. Dean and Harry laughed again. "After what happened in 3rd year, you can't blame me!"
"Okay, you've got a point there." Harry said.
"Whoa, what happened in 3rd year?" Dean questioned walking towards the bathroom, towel in hand.
"A spider encounter, you don't want to know about." Harry replied as Ron shook his head furiously. Dean nodded with a smile and walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
"So what's up Harry?" Ron asked sitting cross-legged on the end of Harry's bed. "Did something happen?"
"Yeah, a Death Eater attacked us." Harry replied solemnly.
"What! Is Hermione alright?" Ron asked, concerned.
"Yeah, yeah, she's fine, just a hit on the head. She was dizzy but she's alright now." Harry answered. Ron breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good, so why did he attack you? Was it just a random one?" Harry shook his head.
"So you think it was planned?" Ron asked. Harry nodded.
"It seemed to me that the attacker had a plan. He came with a warning for Hermione."
"A warning, for Hermione." Ron questioned. "What was it?"
"He said, 'And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like.' I asked Hermione about it but she doesn't know anything, well at least that's what she told me."
"Whoo, a warning from Voldemort. Something's up." Ron told Harry.
"Yeah, I know, I just don't know what." Harry said softly. Ron shook his head.
"Well, try and get a good night's sleep mate, maybe something will present itself in the morning." Ron said getting up and moving to his own bed.
"G'night Harry." Ron said slipping underneath his covers and turning the light out.
"Night Ron." Harry replied and with that he fell into a dreamless sleep.
Hermione awoke to find herself outside in a beautiful field. It was full of wonderful wildflowers that smelled sweet to her nose. She began to walk and soon came by a small creek. As she looked across it she saw many people sitting in crisp, white chairs. She saw a beautiful trellis laced with vibrant wildflowers with a priest standing underneath it. Then she saw a redhead that could not have been anyone but Ron standing on the left of a raven-haired man. By the man's messy, unkempt hair, she knew it had to be Harry.
'I wonder who he asked to marry him?' Hermione thought to herself as she continued to watch.
On Ron's other side was Fred and George, obviously Harry's groomsmen. Sirius was sitting in the front row next to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley along with Bill, Percy, Charlie and Remus. Hermione's mother and the rest of her family were sitting on the other side of the aisle. As she continued looking at the scene, she saw all of her Hogwarts teachers including Snape, many students of their fellow year and even Dumbledore himself. Not a minute later, music began and young redhead started down the aisle holding a large bunch of wildflowers from the field. Hermione knew it must've been Ginny because she looked just like the rest of the Weasleys. Two other girls, one a blonde, who Hermione recognized as Lavender, and the other of Chinese descent, who had to be Cho, followed Ginny, both holding bunches of wildflowers. Once Ginny took her place as Maid of Honor across from her brother who was, of course, Best Man, Hermione saw the bride start down the aisle, her delicate hand resting on her father's arm.
'That looks like Dad.' Hermione thought. 'If that's Dad, then that must be..me. Harry's marrying me.' She smiled, this is what she had always wanted. 'Maybe this dream is showing me the future. I sure hope so.'
Meanwhile Harry couldn't sleep. As much as he tried to understand what the Death Eater had meant, he just didn't get it. So with his mind going a million miles a minute and Ron's snoring, Harry got up and decided to go down to the Common Room. Harry walked down the stairs, pulled a chair up to the dying fire and sat down, trying once again to get some sleep.
She watched Harry's reaction, a huge grin had spread across his face, he was happy. Hermione smiled even brighter. As she watched herself walk down the aisle the wedding began to fade away. She tried to focus on it, but it kept getting darker until she couldn't see anything. She closed her eyes, trying to shut out the darkness closing in around her. When she opened them again she found herself in a crowed room that smelled like Clorox and disinfectant spray.
'I must be in a hospital, I wonder what's going on?' Hermione thought to herself.
As she looked at the people around her, she once again saw Ron, Lavender, Ginny, Neville, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Sirius but no Harry. Just then Harry came rushing into the room grinning from ear to ear. Everyone jumped to their feet expectantly.
"It's a girl!" Harry yelled. Ron whooped and Ginny hugged Neville. Sirius went to congratulate Harry by shaking his hand but ended up giving him a hug.
"How's Hermione?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Harry gave her an even bigger smile and replied, but Hermione couldn't make out his answer. This image too was fading away into nothingness. Hermione shut her eyes again on the darkness but this time when she opened them she found herself in a dimly lit room with a roaring fire in the corner. Two people were sitting in front of it, one bouncing a baby on their knee. As the room came into focus, she recognized the two as herself, Harry and their beautiful baby girl. Hermione smiled.
'Is this what my life is going to be like?' She asked herself.
"I'm going to put Kate to bed." Harry said standing up cradling his daughter in his arms.
"Want me to help? Hermione heard herself ask.
"No, I got it. I'll be back in a little while."
"Alright, don't forget her night light."
"I won't." Harry said leaving the room. Hermione watched him go up the stairs before deciding to follow him. As she reached the landing she heard a baby's scream. Hermione as her dream self, got up and rushed passed the real Hermione running towards her baby's room but before she reached it, Harry came barreling out of the room slamming the door behind him.
"Harry! Are you alright?" She heard herself ask.
"Hermione, it's him! You've got to take Kate and run!" Harry told her thrusting the baby into her mother's arms.
"What!? Voldemorts here!? Harry what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to kill him, just go, you can't stay here. Run!" Harry pleaded. There was a loud bang against the door.
"No, Harry, I'm not going to leave you."
"Hermione! Listen to me!" He said shaking her. "You have to go, save Kate, save yourself." There was another bang against the door along with a loud cracking sound.
"Look, he's breaking the door, go now. I promise I'll find you and Kate. I promise." Hermione nodded.
"I love you."
"I know." Harry said kissing her quickly and brushing a hand across Kate's face, now red and splotchy from crying. Just then Voldemort broke through the door and pointed his wand at Harry.
"Hermione leave now!" Harry yelled standing in front of his wife and child. Hermione watched herself apparate out of the house with the baby leaving Harry and Voldemort to fight.
"It's just you and me Potter. No friends, no family, just me and you. Can you handle it?"
"Let's just get this over with Riddle, for the last time." Harry said icily. Hermione watched horrified from the landing on the stairs. Voldemort was going to kill him, she knew it. She had to do something. She rushed up the stairs and ran for Harry, but try as she might, she could not reach him. He just seemed to get further and further away. Hermione watched anxiously for Harry's win, but it never came. Each shot spells back and forth until each was blooded and bruised. Then finally Voldemort decided it was time and he said those two deadly words every person dreads to hear. Only one had ever survived that curse but this time his luck had run out and he fell to the ground with a tremendous thud.
"HARRY!" She screamed, but no one heard her. "HARRY, NOOO!"
A horrifying scream awoke Harry from the light sleep he was in.
"What the hell?" He asked confused, then it came to him. "That was from Hermione's room!" Harry jumped up and ran up the stairs to her bedroom.
When she screamed, Voldemort looked her way.
"See." He said twirling his wand around in his scaly, white fingers. "I told you what I would do if you didn't obey." Voldemort began to make his way towards her. "But nooo, Hermione Granger is to stubborn to listen to her Lord."
"You do not have power over me." She stated angrily. Voldemort covered the short distance between them quickly. He took hold of her neck and squeezed tightly so Hermione couldn't breathe.
"It doesn't matter what you say. I have killed the only one who can defeat me! You shall all die!" He laughed evilly. She struggled wildly against the Dark Lord but he held her fast. Everything was going dark but then she heard a familiar voice. Harry.
Flinging the door open, he rushed to her side, Ginny, who had heard the scream, was already there. Hermione was thrashing wildly and gasping for breath.
"Harry! Thank God." Ginny exclaimed. "She's not waking up and I don't think she can breathe."
"Let me try." Harry said leaning over his girlfriend. Ginny moved out of the way quickly and looked on with tears in her eyes.
"Hermione, wake up. It's me, Harry." Harry told her.
Hermione could hear Harry, he was so close, she had to make it.
Harry shook her as he spoke. "Hermione, please, wake up." Hermione's body went limp. Harry yelled, "Damnit. Get me her wand Ginny, now!" Before Ginny could move, Hermione's eyes opened and she gasped for air to fill her lungs.
"Hermione!" Harry said in an alarmed voice. "Are you alright, what happened, I heard you scream." Harry said this all this very fast but all Hermione could do was look at him. "Hermione?" Harry asked when he didn't get an answer. Hermione broke down and cried. He hugged her to him. Ginny looked at the two and decided that Hermione would be fine since she was with Harry. She left the room quietly closing the door behind her. "Hermione, tell me what happened." Harry said after a few minutes of just holding her. Hermione sniffled.
"Oh Harry, it was awful!" Hermione said and began to cry again. Harry continued to hold her. "Harry, please, I can't stay by myself. Stay here, please. I'm scared." He squeezed her hand.
"Of course I'll stay here with you, come on, let's get under the covers." Harry lifted the sheets and slid underneath them and Hermione situated herself as close as she could get to him. Harry put his arm around her and gave her a comforting squeeze. He kissed her head and waited for her breathing to settle into a rhythmic pattern before attempting to sleep himself.
Not long after Hermione had fallen asleep, she once again awoke in a strange place. But this time it was not a field full of beautiful flowers, it was a cemetery full of broken gravestones. It was raining but Hermione could see pretty clearly due to the conditions. As she looked ahead of her, she saw a bright glow illuminating the path in front of her. She began to walk along the path, which wound up to the top of a tiny hill. Once Hermione reached it, she looked around. There was only one gravestone on this hill. As she walked toward it, the light guiding her became brighter and brighter. When Hermione reached the stone, it was covered with dirt. As she brushed it away with trembling fingers, she began to make out some of the words.
Harry James Potter
July 31,1985-January 19, 2006 Loving Husband, Father, and Friend He saved the world a lot.
It was true he was dead. Hermione began to cry in front of the gravestone. But she wasn't the only one there, someone was watching her.
"There is a way you can stop this from coming true." A voice said.
"What? Who's there?" Hermione asked looking around.
"It's me, Ron." The voice replied.
"Ron? What do you mean?" Hermione questioned her friend.
"I mean you can prevent Harry's death."
"I can! How?" Hermione questioned anxiously.
"You must make him believe that you don't love him." Hermione was taken aback.
"What, Ron, I can't do that, I love Harry."
"Would you rather him die at your hand, or live with a broken heart." Ron replied sharply. Hermione was silent.
"How can I do that?" She asked quickly. The vision was fading fast and Ron's reply was faint.
"That is not my choice, you must decide what to do and how to do it. But do it soon, he does not have much time left." With those final words, Ron was gone. Hermione walked to where he had stood and saw there was something on the ground. She picked it up. It was a picture of Draco Malfoy.
Hermione awoke from her dream holding the picture of Malfoy in her hand. Was this a clue to her keeping Harry alive? She looked at Harry's sleeping form beside her. He looked so content and oblivious to what she was about to do, but she had no choice. Hermione's mind was made up, she was going to do it. Tomorrow she was going to break up with Harry Potter.
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And props to Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Season 6 Finale) for the last phrase on Harry's tombstone. 'He saved the world a lot' --bein a die hard Buffy Fan makes it hard not to do something like that!
And I know the dream scenes were kinda corny but I was having horrible writer's block and just wrote anything.but I thought it came out pretty well actually.
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Summary: H/Hr of course, well its set in 7th year and on.. Voldemort's back and he's influencing Hermione.. what will happen to Harry and Hermione's perfect relationship.read on, read on! And don't forget to Review!
This is totally Harry/Hermione fluffiness but with a pretty good plot goin on.
Thanks to Serenity-Hermione Angel, Anonymous, CandyHeart, Jo, Rockie, Okie Da 2, daniellover12, and Julie! You guys ROCK!
'I'm Sorry'
(A/N: I know it's not a very original title but deal for now.I'm trying to figure out a new one)
Chapter 5:
"Hermione, duck!" Harry yelled as he shoved her off the bench into the snow and he dove off the other way.
"Crucio!" The black cloaked figure yelled as he pointed his wand at Harry.
"Harry, look out!" Hermione screamed just in time for Harry to roll out of the way.
"You can't win Potter." The figure told him threateningly as it advanced.
"Try me." Harry spat as he stood and began to circle with the enemy.
"Sinarous!" (A/N: couldn't think of a curse.if you figure out a better one.tell me!) The figure yelled.
"Repelios!" Harry shouted at the same time. An invisible shield went around Harry and the curse was sent back towards its sender. The figure dove out of its path, straight towards Hermione.
"Now who's winning?" Harry asked advancing on his attacker. The figure looked around him and saw Hermione. Lunging for her, he grabbed her arms and yanked her to her feet.
"Not you." The cloaked figure said laughing evilly and pointing his wand at Hermione.
"Let her go." Harry growled angrily stepping forward.
"Stop! Take another step and I'll kill her I swear." The figure yelled tightening his grip on Hermione's arms.
"Let her go." Harry said raising his wand. "Or I'll make you."
"Two words and your poor girlfriend is history! Drop your wand, let me go and I'll let her live." The figure stated. "Maybe." Harry didn't say anything but then began to lower his wand.
"Harry, no! It's a trick!" Hermione yelled. "Don't do it!"
Harry paused, looked at Hermione then threw his wand down.
"I knew you wouldn't let me kill her. You love her too much to let anything happen. She is your one weakness Potter!" The figure laughed and then continued. "But you know, she is a pretty thing. I might want to keep her for myself." It said kissing Hermione roughly on the lips. Harry lost his resolve then and there and lunged for the figure. The enemy had anticipated what Harry would do and pushed Hermione into a tree, knocking her head against it. The figure shot a curse at Harry who flew backward landing on his back. Harry's attacker stood over him wand pointing.
"I'll be back Potter, we'll all be back." It turned and started walking but stopped midway. "And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like." With that last word the figure vanished into the night.
Harry immediately got up and rushed to Hermione's side who was beginning to awake.
"Harry?" She said groggily.
"I'm here, I'm here." Harry told her soothingly. "Are you alright baby?"
"I think so." Hermione said touching her hand to the back of her head and smiling slightly. "Help me up?" She asked.
"Yeah, you're sure you're alright?" Harry said helping her up. Hermione brushed the snow off her clothes.
"I'll be fine in a bit Harry, lets just get back to the castle. I think I just need to lie down so to get rid of my dizziness."
"Okay, come on." Harry replied putting his arm around Hermione's waist to help her walk along.
The couple was just in time to take the last carriage back to Hogwarts. Harry helped the still dizzy Hermione into the carriage before getting in himself. The pair was sharing the carriage with three girls, two sixth years and a seventh year, all from Ravenclaw. Harry groaned inwardly to himself. These were some of the girls that started the 'Harry Potter Fan Club'. Harry sat down next Hermione across from the girls who giggled when he looked at them.
"Hey Harry." The seventh year said sweetly.
"Hi Leana." Harry said in an exasperated voice. He had really never liked any of the girls in the fan club. They were annoying, rude and full of themselves. They made fun of Hermione, which Harry thought was extremely low. Harry put his arm around Hermione's shoulders and pulled her close as if to say 'I have a girlfriend, leave me alone.' Leana didn't seem to get the message and moved to sit on Harry's other side, which happen to push Hermione off the other end.
"Oof." Hermione said when she hit the floor of the carriage.
"Hermione, are you alright?" Harry asked shooting a death glare at Leana.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but now my head really hurts." She replied.
"Oh! Hermione! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to push you off. Do you think you would mind if I sat next to Harry for a bit?" Leana asked wearing an extremely fake smile. Hermione started to open her mouth to answer but Harry cut her off with a kiss. Leana gasped and had a look of pure shock on her face. When the couple broke off Harry looked at Leana who was still staring open mouthed at the pair.
"Does that answer your question?" Harry asked as he helped Hermione back onto the sit. Leana made a noise and went back to the other side of the carriage, her face flaming red. The ride continued in silence until the group reached Hogwarts. Once Hermione and Harry were on their way up to the Tower Hermione spoke.
"Harry, why did you do that?"
"Do what?" He asked innocently, knowing exactly what his girlfriend was speaking off.
"Kiss me in front of Leana and the other girls. Not that I didn't like it, but I'm supposed to set an example for the younger girls. Even if it means letting a girl sit next to my boyfriend."
"Come on 'Mione. You know I don't like Leana, she's just so.I don't know, I just don't like her. She makes fun of you." Harry replied running a hand through his hair.
"Harry, you know I don't care about what people think of me, all I care about is what I think of me and I like me."
"I know you don't 'Mione, but it just makes me angry the way some people can treat you. I mean doesn't it bother you when people call you a bookworm or something."
"Not really, after hearing it from you and Ron for seven years its pretty normal." Hermione saw the guilt spread across Harry's face and she smiled. "Harry, I'm kidding." He looked at her but didn't smile.
"Are you gonna be okay?" Harry asked squeezing her hand.
"Yes, I'll be fine, don't worry about me, my head's fine. That kiss seemed to clear it up a bit, but I'm still not completely better." Harry perked up at this and Hermione gave him a sly smile.
"It did, did it?" He said in a low voice. "Want me to make it completely better?" Harry said putting his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Hermione slid her arms up around his neck.
"You wouldn't dream of doing anything else." Hermione said before Harry's lips claimed her own. After a long passionate kiss the couple broke for need of air.
"All better." Hermione said cheerfully.
"Goodnight 'Mione." Harry said giving her one last kiss before he turned to leave.
"Night Harry. Wait for me in the Common Room tomorrow?"
"Will do." Harry replied turning to walk to his own room. "Hermione, wait!" He said suddenly turning back.
"Yeah?" She said opening her door again.
"The Death Eater told me to tell you this, I've been trying to figure it out, but I have no idea what he means. Maybe you'll know and you can explain it to me. He said, 'And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like.' Any idea?" A look of horror came into Hermione's eyes but Harry couldn't see it because of the dimly lit hallway.
"No idea." She replied masking her fear of the warning. Voldemort was becoming more and more brave. Sending her a warning through an actual person and not through a dream.
"Okay then, see you in the morning beautiful." Harry told her before she closed her door.
Hermione shut her down and leaned up against the back of it. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, Harry didn't know and he had accepted her answer of not knowing. She knew what the warning meant. Voldemort was telling her that she was becoming to close to Harry, he was going to do something to hurt him, soon. Hermione opened her eyes and shook her head. She wouldn't let it happen, she had to think of something to protect Harry. She walked to her dresser and pulled out her favorite pair of pajamas, a white spaghetti strap tank and Harry's blue-plaid flannel pants and headed to the bathroom to shower. After a nice, long, hot shower she emerged and performed her nightly routine. Turning down the sheets, fluffing her pillow, brushing her hair, pulling out the next days uniform. When she finished she slipped into bed and pulled the comforter up around her head and turned out the light plunging the room into darkness. Soon Hermione had fallen into a deep sleep.
Harry walked down the rest of the stairs of the girl's dormitories and headed up his own. He reached his own room, still deep in thought. That riddle, what had the Death Eater meant. He opened his door and went inside checking the time as he passed the clock hung on the wall.
'Eleven thirty, Ron should be back soon.' He thought. Harry shrugged and began to get ready for bed. He stripped down to the bare, grabbed a towel and some clean boxers and headed to the bathroom for a much needed shower. When he finished 10 minutes later he heard Ron and Dean talking in the dormitory. Harry dried his hair and went to join them.
"Hey Harry." Ron said. "I wondered where you were. Have fun on your walk, enough snogging to last the night?" Dean snorted at Ron's last comment.
"Yeah, great time." Harry lied, mouthing an 'I'll tell you later' to his friend. "How was the movie?" He asked attempting to change the subject. Ron shuddered.
"I don't even want to think about it. Scared the bloody hell out of me mate!" Ron replied. Harry laughed.
"What was so bad about it Ron?" Harry asked, climbing into his bed.
"It had spiders in it, big, hairy ones." Ron paused. "With attitudes." Harry laughed again.
"Ron's scared of the big, bad spider." Dean chanted. Ron threw a pillow at him.
"Come on, mate, its not funny, you know I can't stand spiders!" Ron argued in his defense. Dean and Harry laughed again. "After what happened in 3rd year, you can't blame me!"
"Okay, you've got a point there." Harry said.
"Whoa, what happened in 3rd year?" Dean questioned walking towards the bathroom, towel in hand.
"A spider encounter, you don't want to know about." Harry replied as Ron shook his head furiously. Dean nodded with a smile and walked into the bathroom shutting the door behind him.
"So what's up Harry?" Ron asked sitting cross-legged on the end of Harry's bed. "Did something happen?"
"Yeah, a Death Eater attacked us." Harry replied solemnly.
"What! Is Hermione alright?" Ron asked, concerned.
"Yeah, yeah, she's fine, just a hit on the head. She was dizzy but she's alright now." Harry answered. Ron breathed a sigh of relief.
"Good, so why did he attack you? Was it just a random one?" Harry shook his head.
"So you think it was planned?" Ron asked. Harry nodded.
"It seemed to me that the attacker had a plan. He came with a warning for Hermione."
"A warning, for Hermione." Ron questioned. "What was it?"
"He said, 'And tell your girlfriend to heed the warnings, she is getting closer than he'd like.' I asked Hermione about it but she doesn't know anything, well at least that's what she told me."
"Whoo, a warning from Voldemort. Something's up." Ron told Harry.
"Yeah, I know, I just don't know what." Harry said softly. Ron shook his head.
"Well, try and get a good night's sleep mate, maybe something will present itself in the morning." Ron said getting up and moving to his own bed.
"G'night Harry." Ron said slipping underneath his covers and turning the light out.
"Night Ron." Harry replied and with that he fell into a dreamless sleep.
Hermione awoke to find herself outside in a beautiful field. It was full of wonderful wildflowers that smelled sweet to her nose. She began to walk and soon came by a small creek. As she looked across it she saw many people sitting in crisp, white chairs. She saw a beautiful trellis laced with vibrant wildflowers with a priest standing underneath it. Then she saw a redhead that could not have been anyone but Ron standing on the left of a raven-haired man. By the man's messy, unkempt hair, she knew it had to be Harry.
'I wonder who he asked to marry him?' Hermione thought to herself as she continued to watch.
On Ron's other side was Fred and George, obviously Harry's groomsmen. Sirius was sitting in the front row next to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley along with Bill, Percy, Charlie and Remus. Hermione's mother and the rest of her family were sitting on the other side of the aisle. As she continued looking at the scene, she saw all of her Hogwarts teachers including Snape, many students of their fellow year and even Dumbledore himself. Not a minute later, music began and young redhead started down the aisle holding a large bunch of wildflowers from the field. Hermione knew it must've been Ginny because she looked just like the rest of the Weasleys. Two other girls, one a blonde, who Hermione recognized as Lavender, and the other of Chinese descent, who had to be Cho, followed Ginny, both holding bunches of wildflowers. Once Ginny took her place as Maid of Honor across from her brother who was, of course, Best Man, Hermione saw the bride start down the aisle, her delicate hand resting on her father's arm.
'That looks like Dad.' Hermione thought. 'If that's Dad, then that must be..me. Harry's marrying me.' She smiled, this is what she had always wanted. 'Maybe this dream is showing me the future. I sure hope so.'
Meanwhile Harry couldn't sleep. As much as he tried to understand what the Death Eater had meant, he just didn't get it. So with his mind going a million miles a minute and Ron's snoring, Harry got up and decided to go down to the Common Room. Harry walked down the stairs, pulled a chair up to the dying fire and sat down, trying once again to get some sleep.
She watched Harry's reaction, a huge grin had spread across his face, he was happy. Hermione smiled even brighter. As she watched herself walk down the aisle the wedding began to fade away. She tried to focus on it, but it kept getting darker until she couldn't see anything. She closed her eyes, trying to shut out the darkness closing in around her. When she opened them again she found herself in a crowed room that smelled like Clorox and disinfectant spray.
'I must be in a hospital, I wonder what's going on?' Hermione thought to herself.
As she looked at the people around her, she once again saw Ron, Lavender, Ginny, Neville, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Sirius but no Harry. Just then Harry came rushing into the room grinning from ear to ear. Everyone jumped to their feet expectantly.
"It's a girl!" Harry yelled. Ron whooped and Ginny hugged Neville. Sirius went to congratulate Harry by shaking his hand but ended up giving him a hug.
"How's Hermione?" Mrs. Weasley asked. Harry gave her an even bigger smile and replied, but Hermione couldn't make out his answer. This image too was fading away into nothingness. Hermione shut her eyes again on the darkness but this time when she opened them she found herself in a dimly lit room with a roaring fire in the corner. Two people were sitting in front of it, one bouncing a baby on their knee. As the room came into focus, she recognized the two as herself, Harry and their beautiful baby girl. Hermione smiled.
'Is this what my life is going to be like?' She asked herself.
"I'm going to put Kate to bed." Harry said standing up cradling his daughter in his arms.
"Want me to help? Hermione heard herself ask.
"No, I got it. I'll be back in a little while."
"Alright, don't forget her night light."
"I won't." Harry said leaving the room. Hermione watched him go up the stairs before deciding to follow him. As she reached the landing she heard a baby's scream. Hermione as her dream self, got up and rushed passed the real Hermione running towards her baby's room but before she reached it, Harry came barreling out of the room slamming the door behind him.
"Harry! Are you alright?" She heard herself ask.
"Hermione, it's him! You've got to take Kate and run!" Harry told her thrusting the baby into her mother's arms.
"What!? Voldemorts here!? Harry what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to kill him, just go, you can't stay here. Run!" Harry pleaded. There was a loud bang against the door.
"No, Harry, I'm not going to leave you."
"Hermione! Listen to me!" He said shaking her. "You have to go, save Kate, save yourself." There was another bang against the door along with a loud cracking sound.
"Look, he's breaking the door, go now. I promise I'll find you and Kate. I promise." Hermione nodded.
"I love you."
"I know." Harry said kissing her quickly and brushing a hand across Kate's face, now red and splotchy from crying. Just then Voldemort broke through the door and pointed his wand at Harry.
"Hermione leave now!" Harry yelled standing in front of his wife and child. Hermione watched herself apparate out of the house with the baby leaving Harry and Voldemort to fight.
"It's just you and me Potter. No friends, no family, just me and you. Can you handle it?"
"Let's just get this over with Riddle, for the last time." Harry said icily. Hermione watched horrified from the landing on the stairs. Voldemort was going to kill him, she knew it. She had to do something. She rushed up the stairs and ran for Harry, but try as she might, she could not reach him. He just seemed to get further and further away. Hermione watched anxiously for Harry's win, but it never came. Each shot spells back and forth until each was blooded and bruised. Then finally Voldemort decided it was time and he said those two deadly words every person dreads to hear. Only one had ever survived that curse but this time his luck had run out and he fell to the ground with a tremendous thud.
"HARRY!" She screamed, but no one heard her. "HARRY, NOOO!"
A horrifying scream awoke Harry from the light sleep he was in.
"What the hell?" He asked confused, then it came to him. "That was from Hermione's room!" Harry jumped up and ran up the stairs to her bedroom.
When she screamed, Voldemort looked her way.
"See." He said twirling his wand around in his scaly, white fingers. "I told you what I would do if you didn't obey." Voldemort began to make his way towards her. "But nooo, Hermione Granger is to stubborn to listen to her Lord."
"You do not have power over me." She stated angrily. Voldemort covered the short distance between them quickly. He took hold of her neck and squeezed tightly so Hermione couldn't breathe.
"It doesn't matter what you say. I have killed the only one who can defeat me! You shall all die!" He laughed evilly. She struggled wildly against the Dark Lord but he held her fast. Everything was going dark but then she heard a familiar voice. Harry.
Flinging the door open, he rushed to her side, Ginny, who had heard the scream, was already there. Hermione was thrashing wildly and gasping for breath.
"Harry! Thank God." Ginny exclaimed. "She's not waking up and I don't think she can breathe."
"Let me try." Harry said leaning over his girlfriend. Ginny moved out of the way quickly and looked on with tears in her eyes.
"Hermione, wake up. It's me, Harry." Harry told her.
Hermione could hear Harry, he was so close, she had to make it.
Harry shook her as he spoke. "Hermione, please, wake up." Hermione's body went limp. Harry yelled, "Damnit. Get me her wand Ginny, now!" Before Ginny could move, Hermione's eyes opened and she gasped for air to fill her lungs.
"Hermione!" Harry said in an alarmed voice. "Are you alright, what happened, I heard you scream." Harry said this all this very fast but all Hermione could do was look at him. "Hermione?" Harry asked when he didn't get an answer. Hermione broke down and cried. He hugged her to him. Ginny looked at the two and decided that Hermione would be fine since she was with Harry. She left the room quietly closing the door behind her. "Hermione, tell me what happened." Harry said after a few minutes of just holding her. Hermione sniffled.
"Oh Harry, it was awful!" Hermione said and began to cry again. Harry continued to hold her. "Harry, please, I can't stay by myself. Stay here, please. I'm scared." He squeezed her hand.
"Of course I'll stay here with you, come on, let's get under the covers." Harry lifted the sheets and slid underneath them and Hermione situated herself as close as she could get to him. Harry put his arm around her and gave her a comforting squeeze. He kissed her head and waited for her breathing to settle into a rhythmic pattern before attempting to sleep himself.
Not long after Hermione had fallen asleep, she once again awoke in a strange place. But this time it was not a field full of beautiful flowers, it was a cemetery full of broken gravestones. It was raining but Hermione could see pretty clearly due to the conditions. As she looked ahead of her, she saw a bright glow illuminating the path in front of her. She began to walk along the path, which wound up to the top of a tiny hill. Once Hermione reached it, she looked around. There was only one gravestone on this hill. As she walked toward it, the light guiding her became brighter and brighter. When Hermione reached the stone, it was covered with dirt. As she brushed it away with trembling fingers, she began to make out some of the words.
Harry James Potter
July 31,1985-January 19, 2006 Loving Husband, Father, and Friend He saved the world a lot.
It was true he was dead. Hermione began to cry in front of the gravestone. But she wasn't the only one there, someone was watching her.
"There is a way you can stop this from coming true." A voice said.
"What? Who's there?" Hermione asked looking around.
"It's me, Ron." The voice replied.
"Ron? What do you mean?" Hermione questioned her friend.
"I mean you can prevent Harry's death."
"I can! How?" Hermione questioned anxiously.
"You must make him believe that you don't love him." Hermione was taken aback.
"What, Ron, I can't do that, I love Harry."
"Would you rather him die at your hand, or live with a broken heart." Ron replied sharply. Hermione was silent.
"How can I do that?" She asked quickly. The vision was fading fast and Ron's reply was faint.
"That is not my choice, you must decide what to do and how to do it. But do it soon, he does not have much time left." With those final words, Ron was gone. Hermione walked to where he had stood and saw there was something on the ground. She picked it up. It was a picture of Draco Malfoy.
Hermione awoke from her dream holding the picture of Malfoy in her hand. Was this a clue to her keeping Harry alive? She looked at Harry's sleeping form beside her. He looked so content and oblivious to what she was about to do, but she had no choice. Hermione's mind was made up, she was going to do it. Tomorrow she was going to break up with Harry Potter.
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WOW! 14 pages! I'm amazed with myself..hehehe-I made a cliffe-well sorta.hehe! Keep reading and reviewin! Sorry I haven't been able to post as much as I'd like, school is the devil. Not having a study hall kinda limits what I have time to do! Be patient and I promise, anytime I have a break.I will be writing! LUV YALL!
And props to Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Season 6 Finale) for the last phrase on Harry's tombstone. 'He saved the world a lot' --bein a die hard Buffy Fan makes it hard not to do something like that!
And I know the dream scenes were kinda corny but I was having horrible writer's block and just wrote anything.but I thought it came out pretty well actually.
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