Is this what eighteen is supposed to feel like? As if you lived in a raincloud?

I don't think so, at least not according to everyone at the Leaky Cauldron tonight. There

was a big celebration of the anniversary of the downfall of Voldemort. Music...food...wasn't

there supposed to be fun included somewhere in there? I can't believe all the friends I had

last year at Hogwarts ditched me after graduation. Well, Harry Potter didn't exactly give me

the cold shoulder like everyone else did. He's been the only one who's been there since...

since I came to Hogwarts, I guess. I didn't see him at the big party tonight, though. I

wonder where he is. It's so quiet and deserted tonight here in Diagon Alley. Almost

peaceful. There's Harry, leaning against the brick wall of Ollivander's. He looks so lonely.



"Hiya, Harry. I was beginning to think you were away playing Quidditch alone again." I said as I

walked towards him.



"'Ello, Hermione. I thought I was the only one not at that party tonight. I guess no one

wants to see us at a party that only a Malfoy and a Parkinson made happen."



"Don't tell me your still bunched up about Malfoy defeating Voldemort. At least, the guy is

gone now. We won't have to worry anymore..." It hurt me to see how much Harry had wanted

to get revenge on Voldemort and then out of the blue, Draco Malfoy seemed to blow the

smithereens out of him. He stood up and walked over to me, looking into my soul with those

green eyes that would always lift my spirits.



"Hermione, you have always had the most perfect things to say at the perfect times. I can't

believe you almost tried suicide because everyone turned on us. You've proven

before that your stronger than that...you've always been someone I've looked up to." He pushed back a

lock of hair that had found it's way in front of my eye.



Looking straight into his eyes and thinking about what had just been said by him, I tried to

fight crying. It's just my luck that I have daring tears and one found it's way in the

corner of my eye.



"I've learned that life is just a big shape-shifting freak who masquerades around acting as

if it's your best friend in the whole world. A best friend who turns around and stabs you

in the back. All you have to do is forget everything and ignore those tribulations that

may screw you up."



Oh, to heck with it. I might as well tell him everything.



"Harry, I need to tell you something. No matter what, I'll love you. Even if we're on

opposite ends of the earth. I swear nobody could ever get in the way of my feelings for

you and you only. Even if your not the world's hero, you're mine."



All the cares of the real world slipped away as he kissed me softly and tenderly on the

lips. I feel as if nothing in the world, muggle or magical, physical or emotional,

could ever harm me again.





*A lonely street lamp

*I'm out on the street walking home

*A small pale blur

*Leaving trails like a snail

*I move so slow

*Time can bruise

*Violent indigo

*Rush home to your arms

*You soothe my weary soul

*Wrong or right

*Be mine tonight

*Harsh world be damned

*We'll make a stand

*Love can bind

*But mine is blind

*Others stray but I won't

*Walk away



*The clubs are full

*Of couples resisting being one

*They wear their youth

*Like badges that tarnish all too soon

*We'll be a team

*Our two will be one

*Love will be our fortress

*When all else comes undone

*Sometimes the world don't make sense

*Small children filled with violence

*Let our light shine through the night