Author's Note: Well, I've decided not to end it yet. *grins* So, there'll still be about three more chapters before I end it.
Harry's POVI was alone all my life. I never had any friends and my cousin made sure of that. I always dreamt what it would be like to have someone care about me, to have someone by my side, and to have someone worth fighting for. In my mind, I know that there will come a time that I will meet someone like that, just like my dad met my mom.
Sitting at the train, I wondered if I could meet someone like that in this mysterious place where I'm going. My thought was answered when you entered our compartment. Ron and I were talking to each other animatedly. He was telling me about how the school would be like when suddenly you came barging in. When I first laid my eyes on you, I knew there was something connecting the two of us. There was an urge in my heart telling me that I should get to know you. You talked asking me where a certain frog was. I was mesmerized by your voice. I never wanted you to stop talking but I can sense that Ron was a bit annoyed. I really don't know why. When you left us, he started telling me how bossy you are. I wanted to argue but it would be of no use so I just shrugged.
We never became friends. You were always in front of your books studying and never have any fun for your life. I wanted to ask you if you would like to join us but I know Ron wouldn't like that. It was hopeless so I decided to ignore it. One time, Ron insulted you, about you having no friends. I know how it feels like and the time I saw you run made my heart ache. When the announcement came that there was a troll, I knew I had to save you. I couldn't let you die. When we saved you, I was overwhelmed with relief. I was so relieved that you're all right. And that was the start of our friendship.
Years passed and I soon realized that my feelings for you never wavered. Instead it grew a lot stronger. I told my self a lot of times that it wouldn't work out, that you only treated me as a friend. I had a lot of crushes but my adoration for them never came close to how much I admire you. You were different. I've always wanted you but you've never wanted me.
The Yule Ball – I was planning to ask you in that but I never had the courage. Instead I asked someone whom I like at that time, Cho Chang. Actually, when she didn't agree when I asked her, it was all right. After all, she's not you. You were the only girl I ever wanted to be with but there were so many barriers on the way. And one of them happens to be my other best friend.
A few nights before the Yule Ball, I found Ron sitting on his bed pondering about something.
"Hey Ron! Something wrong?" I asked him.
"Well, you know, it's about Hermione." Ron sighed.
My breath was caught in my throat. I've known for some time that Ron has developed a crush on Hermione.
"What's wrong?" I asked him. I want to help him but I don't know if I can. I've loved Hermione for so long and that might come in the way while I help Ron.
"Well, ummm… I kinda want to ask her in the ball." He said.
A part of me wants to tell him, 'Why not go ask her?' and the other part wants to strangle him. It was so hard for me. After all, he is my best friend. An inner battle was held inside me. In the end, the first part won.
"Well, why don't you go and ask her?" I told him even if it was hard for me.
"Umm… I don't think I can." He told me gloomily.
"Why not? It isn't that hard. Hermione's our best friend." I told. Yeah, our best friend but of course, I wanted the two of us to be more that friends but I know we can't.
Ron sighed. "I'll try. Thanks, by the way." He yawned. "I'm going to bed already. Good night."
"Good night."
I wanted to curse fate for being like this. Why did this have to happen? Why did I have to love the same girl my best friend likes? I know I won't be able to find answers, so I just slept.
Ron never had the courage to ask you. I felt sorry for him yet happy at the same time. It really took a lot of me to prevent my lips from smiling when Ron told me he didn't. But my heart took a serious blow when I saw you with Viktor Krum. I was heart broken in short. But I saw that you were happy. You were having a good time with him. I masked my face and put up a façade. I was smiling, but smiling sadly was more like it. Nobody noticed and I'm glad for that. Meanwhile, Ron was fuming beside me. I know he was jealous but he wouldn't admit it.
That year passed. A lot of emotions were swirled in my head. Fear and guilt were the most dominant. Cedric just died and Voldemort rose again. It was my fault and at that time nobody not even you or Ron can convince me that it wasn't. My love for you was momentarily forgotten. I spent that year mourning until you made me realize how wrong I was in doing so…
It was nearly midnight. I was sitting in front of the fireplace in the Common Room. Again, I was thinking about the Third Task, which happened a year ago. Then the noise of footsteps coming came. I just ignored them.
"Harry? What are you doing here?" Hermione asked me while she sat beside me.
"Thinking."
"About?"
"The tournament." I answered shortly.
Normally, you would have just hugged me and comfort me. Everyone does. I do appreciate it but it's not really what I need. I hate whenever someone pities me. I was so shocked on what you did.
You yelled at me.
"Harry! It's been a year, for goodness sake." You said in a somewhat loud voice.
At that time, I don't know what to do, be angry or what.
But suddenly you talked in a softer tone, "What happened in the tournament is nothing in your control. You couldn't have prevented it."
I was just about to tell her that if only I didn't tell Cedric to take the Cup then he wouldn't have died but you raised a hand telling me to stop.
"I know what you're going to say but you didn't know. You didn't know that the cup was a portkey. If I was there at that time, I might have done the same." You said and then you embraced me.
I cried cause I knew she was right. I just didn't want to accept it. After sometime, you spoke,
"You know, you're wasting what Cedric sacrificed. Cedric's life was taken and you're just sitting there and mourning. So, you're saying that the next time Voldemort kills someone, you're not going to do something but cry."
I was struck by your words and a new light dawned on to me.
"Harry, Cedric wouldn't want you to be like that. Even your parents wouldn't want that. What you can to do is to study. I can help you in that. We can search for spells or curses that might be helpful in battle so that next time Voldemort attacks, we're prepared."
You're right. I'm wasting my time.
On the summer of that year, I decided to teach myself. Before I went home, I went to find a spell in the Restricted Sections of the library and fortunately, I found it. It was a charm placed so that the ministry won't be able to detect me from using magic. The last thing I need is to be expelled.
When I arrived at home, I know the Dursleys would again lock my trunk and other things. I snuck my wand out so when they went away, I got my things. Night or day, I studied. I even went to the public library, which happens to be near us to borrow a book teaching how to fight.
My training changed a lot in me both physically and mentally. I barely thought of it, actually, but that was when I came to the Hogwarts Express.
"Oh my gosh, Harry! What happened to you?" Lavender said while passing by me. She kept her eye on me while I gave her a puzzled look. Parvati, who happens to be beside her, gave a little shriek.
'Geez, people these days! Really weird.' I thought. I really thought they were weird until Hermione herself told me.
"Harry? Is that you?" A girl with a voice very familiar to me said. I turned around and became really shocked.
'Whoa! Hermione's become more prettier.' I thought and blushed. I scolded myself inwardly and placed that thought at the back of my mind.
"Yup! It's me alright." I replied cheerfully.
"You changed." She said simply and gave me a little smile.
"So have you." I replied.
That was a really weird experience. But what's even weirder was when Cho came to me. To put it simply, she asked me out at the middle of the term. I said okay because it might help me to get over my feelings for Hermione. After about six months, I knew that going out with Cho didn't help. It didn't help me getting over Hermione. At some point, it even made my love for her stronger. I knew I wasn't fair to her so I decided to break it up.
It was already six months since we started going out.
"Hi Harry!" Cho said when she saw me.
During out relationship, I've noticed that she changed but those changed weren't for the better.
"Umm…Hi." I said nervously.
"Something wrong?" she asked a little flirtatious.
"Well, you see… ummm…I… I think we need to break up."
Cho's head perked up at this.
"Why?" she asked sadly. I knew that that Cho was the same as the one whom I liked before.
"I don't think it's working out." I said simply. I wanted to say it in a nicer way but those were the words that came out of my mouth.
I thought Cho was going to take it well when suddenly tears started to stream down her face.
"First, Cedric. Now, you…" she said softly.
So that was what caused her to change.
"Cho, Cedric never really left. His body maybe gone and you may never see him again but he's still alive in you. He's still in your heart and that's what's matters. Believe me." I told her.
She gave me a weak smile. I hugged her cause I know that she'll need that.
After those incidents, our life came back to becoming normal until one day.
It was one sunny day…
We were having our class with Hagrid in the school grounds. Students were chatting merrily when suddenly the clouds grumbled. Darkness enveloped the sky. Many were frightened; after all, it's not a common phenomenon. The only reason I can think of for this occurrence is a very alarming one – Voldemort. I looked around frantically trying to prove myself that my assumption is not right but to my horror, Voldemort walked proudly from my left side. When I looked on Hogwarts, I saw the professors gathering outside,
"Go! All of you! Get inside Hogwarts!" Hagrid boomed. (AN: Sorry! Don't know how to write with his accent)
Author's Note: Well, I'll end it there. Tell me what you think. (As you may have noticed, I don't really like Ron so forgive me if I neglect him at times) If you have suggestions, then write it on your reviews. If you want to email me, sure! My email add is in my bio. If you want me to email you once I *manage* to get the next chapter out, tell me. And once again, don't forget to review!!!!