The Beginning to End All
 
Chapter 10 (You're my Best Friend)

Harry stormed into his room slamming shut the door behind him; his blood boiling. When he thought back over what could of happened … he clenched his fists at his side willing him self to calm down but it was no use. Picking up the closest thing to him which happened to be a picture frame he threw it across the room with such force that the glass shattered on contact.

Silence filled the room as the broken frame lay in pieces on the floor. Slowly Harry walked over and knelled down beside the glass. Slowly and carefully he pulled out the picture not to damage it anymore than it already was. It had 3 smiling faces looked back up at him waving happily. It was a picture taken at their graduation nearly 2 years ago now although to Harry it seemed like a  whole different lift time. Placing the picture on a nearby desk Harry continued to walk around the room, he was too restless to sit still.

Why? Why didn't he force Hermione to leave the castle when he had the chance, why didn't he order her to go? Running his hand through his hair he forced him self to think of something else but the fact that he had nearly lost the women he love kept filled his mind.

Harry had no idea what he would do if something happening to Hermione. He'd never be able to forgive himself knowing he should have been there to protect her, should have done more. He
had been lucky this time but what about next? Would Voldemort send other, Christ if he'd manage to convince one of the aurors to follow him there's no saying how far he'd go. What about the battle? Would he focus of getting hold of Hermione? Would Harry still be able to fight knowing that Hermione was in danger? Would he be able to kill Voldemort knowing it might be the end to Hermione's life? Question after question filled his brain and it was driving him insane.  

Harry looked around the room hoping that the answer would just pop out of the wall, but it didn't.
Harry glanced over at his desk where piles of papers sat, there was a few pictures one of his parents, and many of the whole gang from over the years. As she continued to survey the room his eyes stopped sitting in the corner of the room a guitar and a smile crossed his lips. He remembered Sirius spending hours trying to teach him the summer of his 6th year, the first summer Harry could spend with Sirius as the charges had been dropped. Harry had no sense of rhyme and trying to teaching him to play had been the one of the most stressful things ever but they had a laugh. Walking over to the guitar he picked it up running his fingers alone the strings.

He hadn't played it since he left Hogwarts; Harry wasn't even sure why he took it every where he went. Moving back over to the sofa he sat down, thinking, wondering; would it still be in tune?

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Hermione quickly walked down the corridor towards Harry's room, Sirius had been right she couldn't just leave things the way they were. If the final battle came and Harry did died he deserved to know how she felt, they could spend these last few days together. She'd rather have a few days with him then never have anything at all.

As she reach his door she stopped, nerves suddenly getting the better of her. All she had to do was tell him the truth, tell him that she loved him and she was scared. But what if she was too late? What if she had hurt him to much and now he didn't want anything. Shaking those kinds of thoughts out her minds her eyes lock on the wooden door in front of her. It was clear what she needed to do. Hermione had to tell Harry the truth just like what he had done to her, if he could open his heart to her then she could to him. Raising her hand to knock she notice that she was shaking; taking a deep breath, she calmed her self.

Just at that moment a soft sound which sounded to Hermione a lot like music began to drift through the door. It was intoxicating, so soft and beautiful Hermione couldn't bring her self to disturb it, she dropped her hand back down to her side all thoughts of knocking disappearing from her mind.
 
Slowly she lifted her wand and pointed it at the lock, "Alohomora" she whisper and the lock opened. Thank goodness that Harry didn't put any extra strong locking charms on his door.
Cautiously she gentle pushed the door so it wouldn't make a noise and took a step into the room, the sight she saw warmed her heart and amazed her. Harry was sitting on the sofa completely unaware that she was there; holding a guitar on his lap smoothly strumming the strings. Hermione stood there fixed to the stop, staring at the wondrous sight before her. Harry looking so at peace, his body was relax and his eyes shone with sadness also had some else hidden within their depth, something Hermione hadn't seem for a while. He looked completely different to a few hours ago, as Hermione remember the events which had taken place earlier she shivered lightly.
 
As Hermione's mind began to drift away a tender voice brought her back to reality. Harry was singing and surprisingly he had a good voice. A deep sensitive voice that bore itself deep down into Hermione's core melting away her insides, creating a flock of butterflies and spreading peaces as she felt it reach every part of her body. His voice was mesmerizing and Hermione now had ow choice but to stand and listen. As she did tears came to her eyes as she listened to words which Harry sung.

"I never had no one … that I could count on
I've been let down so many times.
I was tired of hurtin'
So tired of searchin'
Till you walked into my life"

"It was a feelin' … I'd never known
And for the first time … I didn't feel alone"
Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was Harry singing about her … no he couldn't be? She had to leave; to get out of that room. She didn't care if they needed to talk the emotions that were welling up inside her were unbearable. She wanted to cry, or run but her feet remained where they were.
 
"You're more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh, we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Every time I look at you"

Hermione's head was telling her to leave but her heart was telling her to stay.

"I don't know where I'd be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You're my best friend
You're my best friend, oh yeah"

Tears continued to fall from Hermione eyes. Harry voice was filling the room but also filling her soul and her heart. It sent a warm tingling feeling from her head to the tips of her toes. She was in heaven not even Voldemort himself could of moved her from this place at that very moment.
 
 "You stand by me
And you believe in me
Like nobody ever has
When my world goes crazy
You're right there to save me
You make me see how much I have
And I still tremble when we touch
And oh the look in your eyes
When we made love"
 
Hermione's mind floated back over the all the years she had known Harry, from that first meeting on the Hogwarts Express to the morning they spend under the tree. She had always been at his side and she always would be no matter what happened.
 
Harry heard a small sound come from the door and glancing over he saw Hermione standing there tears falling down her cheeks and a far away look in her eyes. Harry stopped playing and just stared at her, how long had she been standing there? How much had she heard?

Hermione was suddenly shaken from her thoughts when she released the sweet music and Harry's voice had gone. Looking over her eyes locked with his and she could feel the blush crept up her neck and filling her cheeks.

"Please … don't stop!" Hermione asked her eyes silently begging. Hermione watched as Harry thought what to do. Just when she thought Harry was going to put the guitar down he began once again playing the exquisite music.

"And I still tremble when we touch
And oh the look in your eyes
When we made love"

"You're more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh, we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Every time I look at you"

Hermione closed the door behind her and walked slowly into the room over to the sofa which Harry was sitting on. She sat down next to him and he continued to play, there eyes locked and Hermione could see all the love and desire he held in his heart. Bring fresh tears to her eyes when she released that love was for her.
 
"I don't know where I'd be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You're my best friend

You're my best friend"
 
Harry continued to sing, staring in to the eyes of the women he loved. Tears still sliding down her cheeks but she was smiling, that gorgeous smile which always brought butterflies to his stomach.
Harry knew that all his emotions were painted clearly across his face for everyone to see, but that surprised him the most was that those emotions, the ones of love, desire, passion were all reflected back in Hermione's.
 
"You're more than a lover
There could never be another
To make me feel the way you do
Oh, we just get closer
I fall in love all over
Every time I look at you

I don't know where I'd be
Without you here with me
Life with you makes perfect sense
You're my best friend

You're my best friend
You're my best friend"

Once Harry had finished the song he placed the guitar on the floor, his eyes never leaving Hermione's for a second.

"I think we need to talk!" Was all she said, a smile still on her lips and the love still in her eyes as
Harry just nodded his agreement.

Silence fill the room as neither one of them made a move to speak first. Hermione sat next to Harry on the sofa and fiddled with her nails. She knew there was no turning back now she had
to tell him.

"I'm sorry." Hermione spoken so quietly Harry wasn't even sure if he had heard. "I'm sorry for how I've been acting, the shouting the arguing I …"

"It's as much my fault as it is yours." Harry interrupted he wasn't going to let her take all the blame for something which wasn't her fault.
 
"Harry please!" She held out one of her hands to silence him. "I need to say this," her eyes met his begging him to just listen.

"The other morning … when we …" Hermione closed her eyes and took a deep breathe, now she knew how Harry felt the other night.

"I felt things when I was with you which I have never felt before. It as amazing and I was scared. You brought out so many feelings in me which were … so intense I didn't know how to handle
them. We have been best friends for ages and I've wanted more for so long that when it happened the feelings where overpowering … I had never been so happy before in my life my dreams were coming true and then all of a sudden they were gone."
 
A lone tear slide down Hermione cheek and Harry knew what she was talking about.

"Herms I'm …"

"No!" She said placing a finger over his mouth. "It's my turn to talk." Harry just nodded but Hermione didn't remove her finger.

"We went from being friends, to lovers, to arguing and fighting and when you wanted me to go to Romania, which was the last straw."

Harry went to speak but Hermione beat him to it. "Shh, when you told me you loved me, I
realized you were just doing it to protect me but I didn't want to believe it, and then I was angry at you. I was angry that you wanted to send me away it didn't matter if it was to protect me or not.  Plus with the news of Voldemort I didn't know if I could handle the pain."

Her hand slipped down and Harry grabbed it with his own giving it a comforting squeeze. "I couldn't bare it if I lost you … I love you Harry Potter." Her cinnamon eyes locked with his
intense emerald "I'm in love with you."

Hermione now let her tears fall freely as she brought her hands up to rest on either side of Harry's face. "I love you … but I can't bear to lose you Harry … I can't watch you go out there and die." She threw her arms around his neck hugging him tightly as if her life depended on it. "I can't lose you" She whispered in his ear.

They remain like that for an eternity before Harry pulled back to look into her eyes. He knew she was seeing him through a blur of tears. Slowly he moved he hand and touched her cheek softly wiping away a stray tear. His hand slid down to coil around the back of her neck and he pulled
her closer.  


"Your not going to lose me." Harry told her as his lips moved closer to hers. Hermione whisper his name softly; it sounded more like a plea or possibly a prayer.

The kiss he pressed to her lips was meant to comfort her, but as their lips touch softly and tenderly Harry could taste the saltiness of her tears and everything changed.

The kiss became hot and hungry and desperate, she was thinking of the last two days lost; two days which she will never be able to get back. Her hand move tentatively down the front of
his chest and under his shirt until her palm was pressed flat against his bare chest. Timidly she ran her hand up across his shoulder and down his naked back; touching exploring.

Before they could go any further, Harry pulled back and placed his hands on her shoulders. Hermione hands still rested on his bare stomach and a look of shock and worry fill her eyes.
Harry lightly kissed her lips to reassure her everything was ok, "Are you sure Hermione."

His eyes were serious and she could see that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him, but he was giving her the chance to decide to slow the paced down. With out an answer Hermione lend forward and captured Harry's lips with her over in a passionate kiss. Their tongues fought for dominance as there hands fumbled with each others clothes.
 
With a groan, Harry wrenched his shirt off and tossed it aside, Hermione clothes soon followed.  

Harry lightly traced his lips down her throat and over her collar bone, she took a sharp intake of breathe as Harry's lips kissed and nibble the sensitive skin just below her ear sending shivers running through her body.

His hands were everywhere, touching her, rubbing, stroking squeezing, sliding down over the curve of her breasts. Hermione could do nothing but give in to the aching please of it all.

That's how they remain for the rest of the night and early hours of the morning, they became a wild, passionate tangle of naked bodies and searching mouths; loving each other, exploring, making up for lost time.

Authors notes

What can I say … WOW, I asked for a beta reader and I get so many offers I just can't except them all. THANK YOU all so much !!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hoped you liked this chapter I know it was a little fluffy and corny but after all that fighting I felt like doing it. I know this kind of writing many people don't like but for me this is one of my favorite chapters, nit because of the content but I was please with the way I wrote it. I hope you feel the same. If you do or don't like it I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Well they are finally together but is it going to stay that way. The next chapter shouldn't be long I'm just haven't a little trouble with the ending, it's a little long for one chapter and a little short for two but I'm sure I'll work it out.

Thanks for all the reviews not only for this chapter but for all the others as well.

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

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