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This is in Hermione's POV.
Introspection....
Chapter 25
I hope he's alright. I don't know what I'd do without him. He used to be so quiet, pessimistic. Fifth year helped with that a lot, what with Umbridge on his back, worrying about the Dark Lord (I still can't say his name) and then watching Sirius die. He went crazy for a little while. I remember trying to stop Ron opening his trap and talking about it. Ron had never lost anyone and I think he thought it better than keeping quiet. Maybe for some people it is. Not for Harry. He grew up with no one to talk to and confide in. He can't just change that. I understand that.
He's seen so much. He helped Quirrel die, granted that Quirrel needed to die, and would have died anyway, but Harry still contributed to the chard remains near the mirror. I saw them. I never told anyone, but that image has haunted my dreams all these years. Then he got bitten by a Basilisk. Thanks to Fawkes he survived, bringing Ginny with him. Then, in third year. Well, it was a bit of a shambles. I was lonely the whole year, and my subjects didn't help much. I barely saw him or Ron. When I did Ron wouldn't talk to me, first because of the broom and then the rat. Harry didn't talk to me about the broom, but I think he sort of understood what I was getting at, because he doesn't mention it or rub it in that I was wrong like Ron does. Then we met Sirius and for the first time I was included in an adventure of Harry's. I must confess that I didn't enjoy it. Especially where he ran of towards where he and Sirius were getting attacked. I was so scared that he'd do something and we'd stop existing or something.
Then in forth year there was the tournament. I was more worried about him then than at any other time, save right now. The tasks were horrible, and I wouldn't want to watch but I had no choice I had to because I couldn't stand not knowing. He was wonderful in the first task, and I've never told him this but I was proud of him that day. Then the second task, waking up and finding him beside me. Krum was there too, but I pretty much ignored him. Im sorry about that, I never meant to hurt Viktor but I think I did. Were just good friends now. Not that Ron would believe me. Then the maze task. He disappeared. Came back, bloody and battered and he told us what had happened. He never actually went into detail, just that Voldemort killed Cedric. I never liked Diggory, mostly because his father I suppose.
Then fifth year came around and everything went haywire. Ron said I was going spare. I was. I knew that the letters we were sending him just made him angrier. Then he was attacked by Dementor's and I remember watching Dumbledore yell at the idiot thief and thinking 'he's lucky I wont get to be alone with him in the next few hours'. I would have done more than yell. Then he arrived and something was wrong. He barely talked, especially when we found out that he could be taken over by Vo- The Dark Lord. He yelled at us too, I remember that too. One of the only times ever that he's lost his temper in my presence. Then he lost Sirius too and I knew that he would never be the same. I was wrong. I think that's the biggest mistake we've all made, Ron, Dumbledore and I. We've underestimated him something chronic.
I was heartbroken when he disappeared. I think I cried for three days. And then I felt down all the time afterwards, so much so that McGonagall had a talk to me about my grades. That was embarrassing. She said she knew why I was like it but that it was jeopardizing my future dwelling on it. I couldn't help it. If I had just told him once how much he meant to me then... well I couldn't help it really.
That year was the worst for me and Ron too I think. When we fought we didn't talk to each other for days and there was no Harry to step in and tell us to shut up and take a look at ourselves. Then Ron got wind of his parents capture and we all went rushing off to the rescue and got ourselves into trouble.
"Hermione? Are you alright?"
This is in Hermione's POV.
Introspection....
Chapter 25
I hope he's alright. I don't know what I'd do without him. He used to be so quiet, pessimistic. Fifth year helped with that a lot, what with Umbridge on his back, worrying about the Dark Lord (I still can't say his name) and then watching Sirius die. He went crazy for a little while. I remember trying to stop Ron opening his trap and talking about it. Ron had never lost anyone and I think he thought it better than keeping quiet. Maybe for some people it is. Not for Harry. He grew up with no one to talk to and confide in. He can't just change that. I understand that.
He's seen so much. He helped Quirrel die, granted that Quirrel needed to die, and would have died anyway, but Harry still contributed to the chard remains near the mirror. I saw them. I never told anyone, but that image has haunted my dreams all these years. Then he got bitten by a Basilisk. Thanks to Fawkes he survived, bringing Ginny with him. Then, in third year. Well, it was a bit of a shambles. I was lonely the whole year, and my subjects didn't help much. I barely saw him or Ron. When I did Ron wouldn't talk to me, first because of the broom and then the rat. Harry didn't talk to me about the broom, but I think he sort of understood what I was getting at, because he doesn't mention it or rub it in that I was wrong like Ron does. Then we met Sirius and for the first time I was included in an adventure of Harry's. I must confess that I didn't enjoy it. Especially where he ran of towards where he and Sirius were getting attacked. I was so scared that he'd do something and we'd stop existing or something.
Then in forth year there was the tournament. I was more worried about him then than at any other time, save right now. The tasks were horrible, and I wouldn't want to watch but I had no choice I had to because I couldn't stand not knowing. He was wonderful in the first task, and I've never told him this but I was proud of him that day. Then the second task, waking up and finding him beside me. Krum was there too, but I pretty much ignored him. Im sorry about that, I never meant to hurt Viktor but I think I did. Were just good friends now. Not that Ron would believe me. Then the maze task. He disappeared. Came back, bloody and battered and he told us what had happened. He never actually went into detail, just that Voldemort killed Cedric. I never liked Diggory, mostly because his father I suppose.
Then fifth year came around and everything went haywire. Ron said I was going spare. I was. I knew that the letters we were sending him just made him angrier. Then he was attacked by Dementor's and I remember watching Dumbledore yell at the idiot thief and thinking 'he's lucky I wont get to be alone with him in the next few hours'. I would have done more than yell. Then he arrived and something was wrong. He barely talked, especially when we found out that he could be taken over by Vo- The Dark Lord. He yelled at us too, I remember that too. One of the only times ever that he's lost his temper in my presence. Then he lost Sirius too and I knew that he would never be the same. I was wrong. I think that's the biggest mistake we've all made, Ron, Dumbledore and I. We've underestimated him something chronic.
I was heartbroken when he disappeared. I think I cried for three days. And then I felt down all the time afterwards, so much so that McGonagall had a talk to me about my grades. That was embarrassing. She said she knew why I was like it but that it was jeopardizing my future dwelling on it. I couldn't help it. If I had just told him once how much he meant to me then... well I couldn't help it really.
That year was the worst for me and Ron too I think. When we fought we didn't talk to each other for days and there was no Harry to step in and tell us to shut up and take a look at ourselves. Then Ron got wind of his parents capture and we all went rushing off to the rescue and got ourselves into trouble.
"Hermione? Are you alright?"