Everyone gathered in the Great Hall, even the Slytherins, for Hermione's memorial. Quiet sniffles were heard among the students, mostly from the Gryffindors. Even Draco Malfoy wasn't talking. Sure, he'd made fun of her, calling her a mudblood and whatnot, but he never wanted her to die. Ron was the quietest out of them all, though. He was still in shock about what happened. The memory of that night played over and over in his mind in slow motion.
Harry had come up just in time to see Hermione pass away. He cried silently as he watched Ron hold the love of his life for the last time. After Ron had gotten up, he had told Harry what Hermione had said. Harry had nodded quietly, then walked off to his dorm. The next night, Harry had gone up to the Astrology Tower to gather his thoughts before facing Voldemort, but the Dark Lord was already waiting there. They had engaged in a bloody fight, but miraculously, Harry had triumphed. He had suffered serious injuries, however. Madame Pomfrey had done her best to heal them, but Harry still had a huge scar on his arm. A few days later, Dumbledore had announced the date of Hermione's memorial.
"Hello, students of Hogwarts," Dumbledore began. "It is with a heavy heart that I stand up here, and I wish that this was a nightmare and that we would all wake up very soon, but unfortunately, it's not. Hermione Granger has indeed passed on to a better place.
We will always remember Miss Granger. She always had a twinkle in her eye, and a witty comment on her mind. She had the highest grades in the school and there was nothing she couldn't do. Well, almost nothing.
I'm sure some of you already know, but for those that don't, I shall tell you how she died. She was murdered by Lord Voldemort, along with Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, whose memorial services will be held in the next few days." Padma burst out into tears at the mention of Parvati's name. Ron wrapped his arm around her and tried to console her.
"This is a very tragic event. No one ever wants to bury their student, or their friend. Unfortunately, nothing can be done about this, so all we can do tonight is remember some of the highlights in Hermione's life. Mister Harry Potter has prepared a speech about his dear friend Hermione that he would like to read." At this, Harry got up and proceeded to the podium. When he got there, he cleared his throat and began to talk. He spoke about adventures the Golden Trio had, all the times Hermione helped him and Ron get out of trouble, all the times she got them in trouble, all the times she helped them with their homework, how much she meant to him and Ron...when he wasn't finished, there was not a dry face in the whole auditorium. He sat down, buried his head in his hands, and sobbed his eyes out.
Dumbledore stood back up. "Thank you, Harry. I'm afraid this is all we can do for Hermione. I will now permit those of you who wish to see Miss Granger one last time and say goodbye to her to do so. Those who wish, may come up to the front of the hall and look upon her coffin." With that, he turned and dabbed his eyes with a handkerchief.
Students started filing up to the open coffin. One by one, they said their goodbyes and "I miss you"s. When Draco approached her, he stood by her a few moments, then softly said, "Goodbye, Hermione", and turned to hide his silent tears. When most people had left the Great Hall, Harry approached the coffin. He looked down at her body sadly and began to whisper. There he remained for quite a while, until his sobbing didn't permit him to speak any more. He turned and looked at Ron, who hadn't moved since the speeches, nodded, and left for the dormitories.
Ron waited until he was alone in the hall to approach her. He walked slowly up to her lifeless body and reluctantly looked down. Tears welled up in his eyes as he admired her. She still looks beautiful, he thought. Just so very pale. He looked at her for half an hour, not speaking. Finally, his lips parted, but no words came out. He shook the tears from his eyes and said the only thing that was left to say. "I love you so much, Hermione." He slowly leaned over and stole one last kiss from his true love. Her lips were icy. With that, Ron turned and walked away, trying not to look back and fighting his urge to scream.
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*Ten years later*
Ron adjusted the black bow on the bouqet of blood red roses he was holding before approaching the hill. He slowly made his way to the top, his face expressionless. He came to a sudden halt upon seeing the gravestone. He sighed before approaching it. He looked down at it and read.
"Hermione Granger
A great witch, a great friend, a great joy.
We love you and miss you."
He sighed again, then began to speak.
"Hey, Hermione. It's me, Ron. I just came by to say hi and give you a little update on what I've been up to. Well, a lots changed after you were...after you left. Harry and I graduated Hogwarts...he was Head Boy. Harry went on to marry Ginny right after she graduated, and both of them became Aurors. I, on the other hand, contacted Oliver Wood...remember him?...and asked where I could try out to be a Keeper. He said that I could come play for his team...he was the captain. Isn't that great? I got a job straight from school. I knew you would have been proud of me.
After a few years had passed by, I ran into Padma...Parvati's twin sister, remember?...and we started talking. A few days later, we went out on our first date. We were a great couple...but of course, not as great as you and I were, Hermione. Well, we dated for a few years, and then I finally asked her to marry me. I didn't love her as much as I loved you, of course...as much as I still do. Yes, Hermione, even after all of these years, you are still my only one. I knew that you'd understand, though. We got married, and now we have 2 great kids...twins, in fact. We named them Georgia and Fredda, in honor of their uncles. Hopefully, they'll be as fun as Fred and George are.
Speaking of the twins, they both went off and started their joke shop. It's very successful, actually. They're filthy rich now. We all are. Oh, and speaking of rich, I'm sure you don't care, but Draco Malfoy ended up marrying Cho Chang...Harry's old crush, remember?" He chuckled. "They took us all by surprise."
Ron looked down, his smile fading. "I miss you, Hermione. I miss you so much. Every day I think about you...from the moment I wake up, to the moment I close my eyes to sleep...and even then, I dream about you." He looked down the hill. Padma had gotten out of the car. She waved at him. He waved back. "Well, I suppose I'd better go," he said, turning back to the tombstone. "I'll never forget you, Hermione. I love you, and miss you terribly. I can't wait until I die. Then, we'll finally be together again." He placed the roses down on her grave. "Goodbye, Hermione." He turned and started toward the car, wiping a tear from his eye.
Raindrops started to fall, slowly at first, then faster and heavier. Ron and Padma drove off, trying not to look back. Up in Heaven, Hermione was crying.
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THE END!
A/N: That's it! Sorry it was so short! Hope you enjoyed my story! If you didn't, then I apologize for wasting your time. That's the end, and there will be NO SEQUEL. Please review! Goodbye, folks!
Harry had come up just in time to see Hermione pass away. He cried silently as he watched Ron hold the love of his life for the last time. After Ron had gotten up, he had told Harry what Hermione had said. Harry had nodded quietly, then walked off to his dorm. The next night, Harry had gone up to the Astrology Tower to gather his thoughts before facing Voldemort, but the Dark Lord was already waiting there. They had engaged in a bloody fight, but miraculously, Harry had triumphed. He had suffered serious injuries, however. Madame Pomfrey had done her best to heal them, but Harry still had a huge scar on his arm. A few days later, Dumbledore had announced the date of Hermione's memorial.
"Hello, students of Hogwarts," Dumbledore began. "It is with a heavy heart that I stand up here, and I wish that this was a nightmare and that we would all wake up very soon, but unfortunately, it's not. Hermione Granger has indeed passed on to a better place.
We will always remember Miss Granger. She always had a twinkle in her eye, and a witty comment on her mind. She had the highest grades in the school and there was nothing she couldn't do. Well, almost nothing.
I'm sure some of you already know, but for those that don't, I shall tell you how she died. She was murdered by Lord Voldemort, along with Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown, whose memorial services will be held in the next few days." Padma burst out into tears at the mention of Parvati's name. Ron wrapped his arm around her and tried to console her.
"This is a very tragic event. No one ever wants to bury their student, or their friend. Unfortunately, nothing can be done about this, so all we can do tonight is remember some of the highlights in Hermione's life. Mister Harry Potter has prepared a speech about his dear friend Hermione that he would like to read." At this, Harry got up and proceeded to the podium. When he got there, he cleared his throat and began to talk. He spoke about adventures the Golden Trio had, all the times Hermione helped him and Ron get out of trouble, all the times she got them in trouble, all the times she helped them with their homework, how much she meant to him and Ron...when he wasn't finished, there was not a dry face in the whole auditorium. He sat down, buried his head in his hands, and sobbed his eyes out.
Dumbledore stood back up. "Thank you, Harry. I'm afraid this is all we can do for Hermione. I will now permit those of you who wish to see Miss Granger one last time and say goodbye to her to do so. Those who wish, may come up to the front of the hall and look upon her coffin." With that, he turned and dabbed his eyes with a handkerchief.
Students started filing up to the open coffin. One by one, they said their goodbyes and "I miss you"s. When Draco approached her, he stood by her a few moments, then softly said, "Goodbye, Hermione", and turned to hide his silent tears. When most people had left the Great Hall, Harry approached the coffin. He looked down at her body sadly and began to whisper. There he remained for quite a while, until his sobbing didn't permit him to speak any more. He turned and looked at Ron, who hadn't moved since the speeches, nodded, and left for the dormitories.
Ron waited until he was alone in the hall to approach her. He walked slowly up to her lifeless body and reluctantly looked down. Tears welled up in his eyes as he admired her. She still looks beautiful, he thought. Just so very pale. He looked at her for half an hour, not speaking. Finally, his lips parted, but no words came out. He shook the tears from his eyes and said the only thing that was left to say. "I love you so much, Hermione." He slowly leaned over and stole one last kiss from his true love. Her lips were icy. With that, Ron turned and walked away, trying not to look back and fighting his urge to scream.
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*Ten years later*
Ron adjusted the black bow on the bouqet of blood red roses he was holding before approaching the hill. He slowly made his way to the top, his face expressionless. He came to a sudden halt upon seeing the gravestone. He sighed before approaching it. He looked down at it and read.
"Hermione Granger
A great witch, a great friend, a great joy.
We love you and miss you."
He sighed again, then began to speak.
"Hey, Hermione. It's me, Ron. I just came by to say hi and give you a little update on what I've been up to. Well, a lots changed after you were...after you left. Harry and I graduated Hogwarts...he was Head Boy. Harry went on to marry Ginny right after she graduated, and both of them became Aurors. I, on the other hand, contacted Oliver Wood...remember him?...and asked where I could try out to be a Keeper. He said that I could come play for his team...he was the captain. Isn't that great? I got a job straight from school. I knew you would have been proud of me.
After a few years had passed by, I ran into Padma...Parvati's twin sister, remember?...and we started talking. A few days later, we went out on our first date. We were a great couple...but of course, not as great as you and I were, Hermione. Well, we dated for a few years, and then I finally asked her to marry me. I didn't love her as much as I loved you, of course...as much as I still do. Yes, Hermione, even after all of these years, you are still my only one. I knew that you'd understand, though. We got married, and now we have 2 great kids...twins, in fact. We named them Georgia and Fredda, in honor of their uncles. Hopefully, they'll be as fun as Fred and George are.
Speaking of the twins, they both went off and started their joke shop. It's very successful, actually. They're filthy rich now. We all are. Oh, and speaking of rich, I'm sure you don't care, but Draco Malfoy ended up marrying Cho Chang...Harry's old crush, remember?" He chuckled. "They took us all by surprise."
Ron looked down, his smile fading. "I miss you, Hermione. I miss you so much. Every day I think about you...from the moment I wake up, to the moment I close my eyes to sleep...and even then, I dream about you." He looked down the hill. Padma had gotten out of the car. She waved at him. He waved back. "Well, I suppose I'd better go," he said, turning back to the tombstone. "I'll never forget you, Hermione. I love you, and miss you terribly. I can't wait until I die. Then, we'll finally be together again." He placed the roses down on her grave. "Goodbye, Hermione." He turned and started toward the car, wiping a tear from his eye.
Raindrops started to fall, slowly at first, then faster and heavier. Ron and Padma drove off, trying not to look back. Up in Heaven, Hermione was crying.
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THE END!
A/N: That's it! Sorry it was so short! Hope you enjoyed my story! If you didn't, then I apologize for wasting your time. That's the end, and there will be NO SEQUEL. Please review! Goodbye, folks!
