Just Not Today
Chapter 18
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry held a memorial service for Magda Malorri the day after her death. Harry sat next to Hermione and stared straight ahead. He knew she was being quiet because he didn't feel like talking to anyone; else she would have trying to help him. When the service was over Harry could feel eyes boring into him. Thankfully Hermione and Ron made them go away. As they walked back to the Common Room Harry was feeling so many emotions, and he really couldn't identify any of them.
"Harry?" Lavender asked.
Harry turned his toward her.
"Are you going to the dance tonight?"
Harry looked like the words coming out of Lavender's mouth were not understandable.
"Harry should probably rest now," Ron said coming to the rescue.
Lavender and a lot of the other Gryffindors walked away.
The day passed rather slowly and it dawned on Harry that this was the last day of school until next year.
As people got ready for the dance Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the Common Room.
"Ron, Hermione, go to the dance, don't stay here just because I am."
"Harry what reason would we have to go? Our best friend is here," Ron said.
Harry smiled the first smile in a while. He felt so strange. He was supposed to be sad because Magda was gone but in his heart he knew what she did was the right thing. And he felt contained. He wanted to be let go, he wanted to free of this sadness.
"Maybe we should go," Harry suggested. "I want to get away."
"You want to go to the dance?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah."
"Say no more my friend."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all got dressed and met in the Common Room. When they entered the dance there was a silence but the music started again and the attentions turned.
Harry was out on the balcony looking at the night's stars. (A/N *cough* clue *cough*)
"Harry?" a voice said.
Harry turned.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Looking at the stars," Harry answered.
The figure came next to Harry and leaned over the balcony rail.
"I never got to tell you that I'm sorry I wasn't that nice to Magda."
"You were plenty nice to her Hermione."
Hermione turned to face him. She was beautiful, Harry had to admit. She smiled at him.
"Thanks," she said.
"For what?" Harry asked.
"For everything."
Harry began to think about Magda. About all the times he met her, about the time he kissed her, about all the things she said..
Harry turned to Hermione on the balcony, that night.
He realized what Magda had meant, he did love this woman; he did love Hermione.
"Hermione, I love you."
Hermione smiled at Harry.
"I know."
They stared at each other for a minute.
"I love you too."
A/N Finally! It is done. You may not have liked it, but I did. Tell others and please review!
Chapter 18
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry held a memorial service for Magda Malorri the day after her death. Harry sat next to Hermione and stared straight ahead. He knew she was being quiet because he didn't feel like talking to anyone; else she would have trying to help him. When the service was over Harry could feel eyes boring into him. Thankfully Hermione and Ron made them go away. As they walked back to the Common Room Harry was feeling so many emotions, and he really couldn't identify any of them.
"Harry?" Lavender asked.
Harry turned his toward her.
"Are you going to the dance tonight?"
Harry looked like the words coming out of Lavender's mouth were not understandable.
"Harry should probably rest now," Ron said coming to the rescue.
Lavender and a lot of the other Gryffindors walked away.
The day passed rather slowly and it dawned on Harry that this was the last day of school until next year.
As people got ready for the dance Harry, Ron, and Hermione were sitting in the Common Room.
"Ron, Hermione, go to the dance, don't stay here just because I am."
"Harry what reason would we have to go? Our best friend is here," Ron said.
Harry smiled the first smile in a while. He felt so strange. He was supposed to be sad because Magda was gone but in his heart he knew what she did was the right thing. And he felt contained. He wanted to be let go, he wanted to free of this sadness.
"Maybe we should go," Harry suggested. "I want to get away."
"You want to go to the dance?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah."
"Say no more my friend."
Harry, Ron, and Hermione all got dressed and met in the Common Room. When they entered the dance there was a silence but the music started again and the attentions turned.
Harry was out on the balcony looking at the night's stars. (A/N *cough* clue *cough*)
"Harry?" a voice said.
Harry turned.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Looking at the stars," Harry answered.
The figure came next to Harry and leaned over the balcony rail.
"I never got to tell you that I'm sorry I wasn't that nice to Magda."
"You were plenty nice to her Hermione."
Hermione turned to face him. She was beautiful, Harry had to admit. She smiled at him.
"Thanks," she said.
"For what?" Harry asked.
"For everything."
Harry began to think about Magda. About all the times he met her, about the time he kissed her, about all the things she said..
Harry turned to Hermione on the balcony, that night.
He realized what Magda had meant, he did love this woman; he did love Hermione.
"Hermione, I love you."
Hermione smiled at Harry.
"I know."
They stared at each other for a minute.
"I love you too."
A/N Finally! It is done. You may not have liked it, but I did. Tell others and please review!