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She woke up the next morning almost on top of him. She didn't need to ask what had happened. She knew.
Hermione rolled slightly off of Percy and put her hand on his head. His fever was gone.
Completely gone.
But the pain was still there. And so was what they had done. It was going to hang over them now forever... wasn't it?
Did she regret what had happened?
No. Absolutely not. But would he feel the same way?
Hermione sat up and felt a rush in her head...not to mention feeling Percy.
She turned to look at him. He looked peaceful. He looked more peaceful then she had ever seen him before. He looked wonderful asleep. When he was asleep he didn't have to face the real world. He didn't have to think about what was happening. He didn't have to think.
She reached a hand out and touched his read hair. The Weasley red hair. She touched the hair she loved so much. She touched the man she loved so much.
The storm outside had stopped sometime during the night leaving the ground wet and muddy. The sun was shining brilliantly and it just seemed like the kind of day in paradise.
But it wasn't like that. The world didn't work that way. Hermione knew that just because she may love someone, doesn't mean that the war would go away, that the evil would go away.
She knew it wouldn't.
But perhaps she could fight it with someone instead of alone.
Beside her Percy stirred. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Hermione felt like he was piercing her heart. He was going to regret it.
He didn't say anything for many minutes, only starred at her and then back to himself. He seemed to be recalling the previous night.
"I'm sorry," Hermione said looking down and avoiding his eyes. "I shouldn't have taken advantage-"
"I'm not sorry Hermione," Came Percy's voice.
Hermione looked up at him and met his stare. She didn't seem to need to ask.
"I wasn't delirious when I said I loved you. You were what kept me going over the years. I meant what I said, and I meant what I did. What we did."
Hermione felt tears come to her eyes dispite it all.
"I love you too Percy."
"Will you stay with me Hermione?" He asked quietly.
"Of course I will," She answered breathlessly. "Of course I will Percy."
"Thank you so much. You don't know what it means..." Percy said sighing.
"You seem better," Hermione said changing the subject suddenly. "Your fever has gone. I don't understand it..."
"You healed my pain Hermione." Percy said, and for the first time in years he smiled.
finis
~~~ A/N: Ta da! How did you people like it? Good, bad? Do tell! Review!
Disclaimer: I don't own HP or anything. Please don't sue me!
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She woke up the next morning almost on top of him. She didn't need to ask what had happened. She knew.
Hermione rolled slightly off of Percy and put her hand on his head. His fever was gone.
Completely gone.
But the pain was still there. And so was what they had done. It was going to hang over them now forever... wasn't it?
Did she regret what had happened?
No. Absolutely not. But would he feel the same way?
Hermione sat up and felt a rush in her head...not to mention feeling Percy.
She turned to look at him. He looked peaceful. He looked more peaceful then she had ever seen him before. He looked wonderful asleep. When he was asleep he didn't have to face the real world. He didn't have to think about what was happening. He didn't have to think.
She reached a hand out and touched his read hair. The Weasley red hair. She touched the hair she loved so much. She touched the man she loved so much.
The storm outside had stopped sometime during the night leaving the ground wet and muddy. The sun was shining brilliantly and it just seemed like the kind of day in paradise.
But it wasn't like that. The world didn't work that way. Hermione knew that just because she may love someone, doesn't mean that the war would go away, that the evil would go away.
She knew it wouldn't.
But perhaps she could fight it with someone instead of alone.
Beside her Percy stirred. He opened his eyes and looked at her. Hermione felt like he was piercing her heart. He was going to regret it.
He didn't say anything for many minutes, only starred at her and then back to himself. He seemed to be recalling the previous night.
"I'm sorry," Hermione said looking down and avoiding his eyes. "I shouldn't have taken advantage-"
"I'm not sorry Hermione," Came Percy's voice.
Hermione looked up at him and met his stare. She didn't seem to need to ask.
"I wasn't delirious when I said I loved you. You were what kept me going over the years. I meant what I said, and I meant what I did. What we did."
Hermione felt tears come to her eyes dispite it all.
"I love you too Percy."
"Will you stay with me Hermione?" He asked quietly.
"Of course I will," She answered breathlessly. "Of course I will Percy."
"Thank you so much. You don't know what it means..." Percy said sighing.
"You seem better," Hermione said changing the subject suddenly. "Your fever has gone. I don't understand it..."
"You healed my pain Hermione." Percy said, and for the first time in years he smiled.
finis
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