Disclaimer: I own nothing except the plot and the name Dylan Stonewell.
A/N: I would like to say thanks for everyone who reviewed chapter 5. By the way, I lied. This isn't the last chapter. One more will be following this one. Even when this story is over, you might want to keep you're eyes open. There could be a sequel or I could possibly do it over again so that the story is longer.
Anyway, on with the story!
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Chapter 6: Back For Good
"A week," A voice said over top of her. "That's how long she had been unconscious! I want something done!"
"There's nothing we can do," Another voice said reassuringly to the first. "She should wake soon."
"Yeah, mate," A third said. "She's probably going to kill you anyway...what's the rush?" He chuckled.
"You almost did the EXACT SAME THING!" The first voice said.
"Yeah, but, I thought she should have the honors." The third voice chuckled, as did the second.
Hermione sat up abruptly. She looked to her right side to see Ron and Draco looking at her in surprise and worry. "Lay back down Hermione. You've been out for a week, you can rest a little longer." Ron said.
"Oh, Ron, I had that dream again," She looked down at her hands. "Harry was standing RIGHT THERE in font of me."
"Am I like...invisible?" A voice said to Hermione's left.
"Oh, my Lord," Hermione said groggily. "This is a nightmare. I'm going back to sleep." She laid her head down on the pillow.
"Well," Harry said. "I guess she's going to do worse than kill me, she's going to ignore me."
"Hermione," Draco spook up. "It's really Harry." Ron nodded.
Hermione looked over at Harry, who smiled.
"Well, um, we promised...um...Hagrid, yeah, that's it, Hagrid that we'd visit him. So, yeah, bye." Ron and Draco hurried out the Hospital Wing.
"Um...Hi." Harry said.
"It can't be...just, can't be." Hermione lifted her hand and placed it on Harry's cheek.
His hand reached up and held it on his cheek. "It's me." Harry whispered.
"How?" Hermione asked. "I don't know if you know this...but you're dead!" She said his a little loudly.
Harry chuckled. "On the contrary. It was impossible, really."
"I don't understand."
"I never did tell you about the Prophecy, did I?" Harry asked looking ashamed. "Well, as you know, I did defeat Voldemort. It's just, doing so, left me very weak and rather fragile. It was Dumbledore's idea to be someone else. So, as I was in hiding for a week or two, I became a Metamorphagus(spelling?). And so, I became..." He closed his eyes and changed into Dylan Stonewell. "... Dylan Stonewell.
"So, I guess I'll tell you the Prophecy now." He cleared his throat and thought for a second. " The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives....the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." Harry sighed as he relived the moment in which Dumbledore told his this. "I guess it's my fault, really. If I had told you that Prophecy before, you would have known that it was impossible for me to die. I just thought that...you didn't need to know that piece of...information. Sounds kind of, scary when you think about it. Ever since Professor Dumbledore told me about it, I felt that I was going to die any moment." Harry chuckled a bit.
"So, I guess the whole school knows?" Hermione asked.
"Well," Harry replied smiling. "I tried to keep it from them, wanted you to know first, but, for some odd reason, people kept on coming up to me and looking at me funny." Harry shrugged. Hermione laughed.
"I missed that laugh." Harry sighed.
All of the sudden, Hermione slapped Harry across the face. Harry winced. "That's for not telling me that you weren't dead!" She yelled at him. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH? DO REALIZE THAT I WAS DIEING INSIDE? DID YOU KNOW THAT I WAS READY TO DIE MYSELF BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD, BUT REALLY, YOU WERE ALIVE ALL A LONG!" She glared at Harry as he hung his head.
"I'm sorry Hermione," He said. "I wanted to tell you, honestly. But Dumbledore told me I couldn't."
"I'm just upset that you could do this to me!" Hermione cried.
"Hermione," Harry took her hand and held it in both of his. "I'm sorry. I will understand if you want me to leave." He got out of the chair he was sitting in.
"No." Hermione replied. "You've been away from me for weeks. I just want you're company." She smiled. Harry nodded and sat back down.
"I guess that I can tell you something now...in person." He swallowed and took a deep breath. "I love you, Hermione Ann Granger. I have since I first met you. I've always been afraid to tell you because I was afraid it would put you in danger. But now, I can be open with you. It killed me, being Dylan. It meant that I wasn't your best friend...or your boyfriend. I love with all my heart. And I give my heart to you." He reached into his cloak and pulled out a small velvet box.
He got down on one knee. "Hermione, will you marry me?"
(Oh, come on people! They're only in their 6th year! Get a grip!)
Harry handed her the box. "Open it." He smiled.
Hermione opened up the box slowly. It revealed a golden locket in the shape of a heart. On the back it said, 'I will love you forever.' Tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the beautiful necklace.
"Here," Harry spook up. "Let me put it on for you." She turned around, lifted her hair up, and let him put it around her neck.
She looked down at the heart that lay on her neck. It glowed in the light. When she looked closer, it had Harry's smiling reflection on it. She smiled at Harry. "It's beautiful." He nodded. "I love you, Harry James Potter. Though, Dylan probably already told you." She smiled lightly.
Harry's hand reached up and took hold of her chin. He moved in slowly. Their lips brushed against each other's. Hermione sighed happily. She was in heaven, floating on cloud 9. It was bliss, being back in Harry's embrace.
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"That's beautiful." Sirius said to the other two that were standing, rather floating invisibly in the doorway to the hospital wing with him. "He reminds me of you, James. Always the charmer." Sirius chuckled.
"What can I say? The ladies loved me!" He laughed. Lily smacked him in the arm. "You know it's true Lil. You would get SO jealous."
"That's enough." Lily said to her husband. "She seems to like the locket."
Sirius nodded. "Hermione is crying happy tears. Harry's in good hands, Lily. They were meant for each other."
Lily nodded tears as tears came to her eyes. "I happy for him. He must be having a hard time."
Sirius nodded and sighed. "But his friends are helping him through it."
"Can I go over?" Lily asked.
Sirius nodded. "He'll know you're there."
Lily glided over to where her son was sitting. She smiled. He was happy. She placed a hand on his shoulder. As she did so, Harry broke his kiss with Hermione. He looked behind him but saw no one. He smiled. He placed his hand on his shoulder. It went right through his mother's, but it didn't matter, he knew she was there.
Lily took her hand away and reached her hand into her pocket. She placed a piece of paper on Hermione's bedside table. She looked down at Harry again. She leaned down, kissed his cheek, and whispered in his ear, "I love you, Harry, dear."
Harry smiled as tears came to his eyes. He whispered into the air, "I love you, too, Mum." Lily smiled at him one last time and walked away.
Hermione looked at Harry, astonished. "Was she here?" She asked.
"Yeah." Harry nodded, smiling. "Her, Dad, and Sirius."
She looked over at her bedside table. A piece of neatly folded parchment lay there. She looked at it, puzzled. It wasn't there before. She reached over and picked it up. She unfolded it and read it. With ever word, her mouth dropped open and a tear came to her eye.
"Hermione?" Harry asked when she finished. "What is it?" Hermione, not being able to speak, gave it to Harry.
Dear Hermione,
Thank you for taking care of my son. It means so much to me. I haven't seen him happy for the longest time. But when he's with you, he's like a different person. I can see that he means a lot to you. He loves you more than anything in the world.
Thank you again,
Lily
Harry smiled after reading it. He gave it back to Hermione. Hermione smiled back and kissed Harry passionately.
~*~*~*There it is! One little chapter to go. I hope the last part in this chapter was okay. I just came up with it! LoL! Review!~*~*~*
A/N: I would like to say thanks for everyone who reviewed chapter 5. By the way, I lied. This isn't the last chapter. One more will be following this one. Even when this story is over, you might want to keep you're eyes open. There could be a sequel or I could possibly do it over again so that the story is longer.
Anyway, on with the story!
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Chapter 6: Back For Good
"A week," A voice said over top of her. "That's how long she had been unconscious! I want something done!"
"There's nothing we can do," Another voice said reassuringly to the first. "She should wake soon."
"Yeah, mate," A third said. "She's probably going to kill you anyway...what's the rush?" He chuckled.
"You almost did the EXACT SAME THING!" The first voice said.
"Yeah, but, I thought she should have the honors." The third voice chuckled, as did the second.
Hermione sat up abruptly. She looked to her right side to see Ron and Draco looking at her in surprise and worry. "Lay back down Hermione. You've been out for a week, you can rest a little longer." Ron said.
"Oh, Ron, I had that dream again," She looked down at her hands. "Harry was standing RIGHT THERE in font of me."
"Am I like...invisible?" A voice said to Hermione's left.
"Oh, my Lord," Hermione said groggily. "This is a nightmare. I'm going back to sleep." She laid her head down on the pillow.
"Well," Harry said. "I guess she's going to do worse than kill me, she's going to ignore me."
"Hermione," Draco spook up. "It's really Harry." Ron nodded.
Hermione looked over at Harry, who smiled.
"Well, um, we promised...um...Hagrid, yeah, that's it, Hagrid that we'd visit him. So, yeah, bye." Ron and Draco hurried out the Hospital Wing.
"Um...Hi." Harry said.
"It can't be...just, can't be." Hermione lifted her hand and placed it on Harry's cheek.
His hand reached up and held it on his cheek. "It's me." Harry whispered.
"How?" Hermione asked. "I don't know if you know this...but you're dead!" She said his a little loudly.
Harry chuckled. "On the contrary. It was impossible, really."
"I don't understand."
"I never did tell you about the Prophecy, did I?" Harry asked looking ashamed. "Well, as you know, I did defeat Voldemort. It's just, doing so, left me very weak and rather fragile. It was Dumbledore's idea to be someone else. So, as I was in hiding for a week or two, I became a Metamorphagus(spelling?). And so, I became..." He closed his eyes and changed into Dylan Stonewell. "... Dylan Stonewell.
"So, I guess I'll tell you the Prophecy now." He cleared his throat and thought for a second. " The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches...Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have the power the Dark Lord knows not...and either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives....the one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies..." Harry sighed as he relived the moment in which Dumbledore told his this. "I guess it's my fault, really. If I had told you that Prophecy before, you would have known that it was impossible for me to die. I just thought that...you didn't need to know that piece of...information. Sounds kind of, scary when you think about it. Ever since Professor Dumbledore told me about it, I felt that I was going to die any moment." Harry chuckled a bit.
"So, I guess the whole school knows?" Hermione asked.
"Well," Harry replied smiling. "I tried to keep it from them, wanted you to know first, but, for some odd reason, people kept on coming up to me and looking at me funny." Harry shrugged. Hermione laughed.
"I missed that laugh." Harry sighed.
All of the sudden, Hermione slapped Harry across the face. Harry winced. "That's for not telling me that you weren't dead!" She yelled at him. "DO YOU KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH? DO REALIZE THAT I WAS DIEING INSIDE? DID YOU KNOW THAT I WAS READY TO DIE MYSELF BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD, BUT REALLY, YOU WERE ALIVE ALL A LONG!" She glared at Harry as he hung his head.
"I'm sorry Hermione," He said. "I wanted to tell you, honestly. But Dumbledore told me I couldn't."
"I'm just upset that you could do this to me!" Hermione cried.
"Hermione," Harry took her hand and held it in both of his. "I'm sorry. I will understand if you want me to leave." He got out of the chair he was sitting in.
"No." Hermione replied. "You've been away from me for weeks. I just want you're company." She smiled. Harry nodded and sat back down.
"I guess that I can tell you something now...in person." He swallowed and took a deep breath. "I love you, Hermione Ann Granger. I have since I first met you. I've always been afraid to tell you because I was afraid it would put you in danger. But now, I can be open with you. It killed me, being Dylan. It meant that I wasn't your best friend...or your boyfriend. I love with all my heart. And I give my heart to you." He reached into his cloak and pulled out a small velvet box.
He got down on one knee. "Hermione, will you marry me?"
(Oh, come on people! They're only in their 6th year! Get a grip!)
Harry handed her the box. "Open it." He smiled.
Hermione opened up the box slowly. It revealed a golden locket in the shape of a heart. On the back it said, 'I will love you forever.' Tears fell from her eyes as she looked at the beautiful necklace.
"Here," Harry spook up. "Let me put it on for you." She turned around, lifted her hair up, and let him put it around her neck.
She looked down at the heart that lay on her neck. It glowed in the light. When she looked closer, it had Harry's smiling reflection on it. She smiled at Harry. "It's beautiful." He nodded. "I love you, Harry James Potter. Though, Dylan probably already told you." She smiled lightly.
Harry's hand reached up and took hold of her chin. He moved in slowly. Their lips brushed against each other's. Hermione sighed happily. She was in heaven, floating on cloud 9. It was bliss, being back in Harry's embrace.
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"That's beautiful." Sirius said to the other two that were standing, rather floating invisibly in the doorway to the hospital wing with him. "He reminds me of you, James. Always the charmer." Sirius chuckled.
"What can I say? The ladies loved me!" He laughed. Lily smacked him in the arm. "You know it's true Lil. You would get SO jealous."
"That's enough." Lily said to her husband. "She seems to like the locket."
Sirius nodded. "Hermione is crying happy tears. Harry's in good hands, Lily. They were meant for each other."
Lily nodded tears as tears came to her eyes. "I happy for him. He must be having a hard time."
Sirius nodded and sighed. "But his friends are helping him through it."
"Can I go over?" Lily asked.
Sirius nodded. "He'll know you're there."
Lily glided over to where her son was sitting. She smiled. He was happy. She placed a hand on his shoulder. As she did so, Harry broke his kiss with Hermione. He looked behind him but saw no one. He smiled. He placed his hand on his shoulder. It went right through his mother's, but it didn't matter, he knew she was there.
Lily took her hand away and reached her hand into her pocket. She placed a piece of paper on Hermione's bedside table. She looked down at Harry again. She leaned down, kissed his cheek, and whispered in his ear, "I love you, Harry, dear."
Harry smiled as tears came to his eyes. He whispered into the air, "I love you, too, Mum." Lily smiled at him one last time and walked away.
Hermione looked at Harry, astonished. "Was she here?" She asked.
"Yeah." Harry nodded, smiling. "Her, Dad, and Sirius."
She looked over at her bedside table. A piece of neatly folded parchment lay there. She looked at it, puzzled. It wasn't there before. She reached over and picked it up. She unfolded it and read it. With ever word, her mouth dropped open and a tear came to her eye.
"Hermione?" Harry asked when she finished. "What is it?" Hermione, not being able to speak, gave it to Harry.
Dear Hermione,
Thank you for taking care of my son. It means so much to me. I haven't seen him happy for the longest time. But when he's with you, he's like a different person. I can see that he means a lot to you. He loves you more than anything in the world.
Thank you again,
Lily
Harry smiled after reading it. He gave it back to Hermione. Hermione smiled back and kissed Harry passionately.
~*~*~*There it is! One little chapter to go. I hope the last part in this chapter was okay. I just came up with it! LoL! Review!~*~*~*