Chapter 2: How can you mend a broken heart?
She wasn't crying because she'd lost Ron, it was more the loss of the security and knowledge that she was love and adored by one person. That they had a co-existence, they were the center in the other's universe. Now it was all gone.
Hermione keep crying, she only looked up when she felt a hand on her shoulder and a body side next to hers and arms wrap around her.
It was Harry.
"Harry? How did you know I was here?" was all she could ask as she wiped tears away.
"Hermione I was looking out my window and saw someone storming away like a bat from hell rushing towards this tree and it had to be you, considering I'd just passed Ron who was muttering things like 'how could this happen? She'll never talk to me again; it's not my fault Lavender is."
"Harry stop! I don't want to hear a thing about that man whore and his whorette again."
Harry laughed lightly.
"What's so funny?" Hermione demanded.
"I'm sorry Hermione but man whore and whorette," he laughed again, louder this time, "that's one of the funniest things I've heard in so long"
Hermione giggled
"Yea," she agreed, "it is pretty funny.especially Ron being a man whore, who would want a carrot top man whore?"
harry chuckled then was serious, "Hermione are you going to be ok?"
"Yea I think so Harry thanks a lot for coming to check on me I really needed that hug", Hermione smiled, her face shining a little in the moon light as she turned to face Harry.
"Its no problem, anytime," Harry smiled back at her, looking into her eyes deeply.
Hermione sighed and leaned back against the tree, tipping her head back looking upwards she could see moonlight filter through the trees leaves, before closing her eyes. She then heard a voice ask her.
"Do you want to go back inside?"
"No, I think I want to sit here and just be"
"Be what?" Harry asked slightly confused.
" I don't want to be anything I just want to be, I want to just exist in this moment so that there's only me, the tree I'm leaning against, the moon, and the lake."
"Oh," Harry said "well I guess I'll go then."
He started to get up to leave, when Hermione's eyes popped open and she snatched his hand.
"No!" she cried then calmed her voice, "no, please stays Harry, let me correct myself. I was to be so there's only the tree, the moon, the lake and you."
Harry smiled, then sat down hip to hip with Hermione and leaned against the tree.
"I'm not sure if I can upstage the moon shining on a lake but I'll do my best," Harry tried to make light of the situation.
"You'll do just fine," was Hermione's reply, before leaning her head to the side to rest on Harry's shoulder. Harry tilted his head towards her so his cheek was resting on soft brown hair.
Harry closed his eyes and breathed deeply. It was a fresh fruity smell, nothing too flowery, not spicy just Hermione.
Hermione sighed then slung an arm around Harry's waist, before sighing deeply and closing her eyes.
Harry felt his arm that was around Hermione's waist being stretched out slightly as she sighed.
Hermione shifted slightly and felt her head rise and fall as it rested on Harry's chest.
"Thank you Harry"
Harry heard the voice murmur against his chest.
"Your welcome, Hermione" he replied before lightly kissing her head, then resting against it, he looked at the unblinking moon.
She wasn't crying because she'd lost Ron, it was more the loss of the security and knowledge that she was love and adored by one person. That they had a co-existence, they were the center in the other's universe. Now it was all gone.
Hermione keep crying, she only looked up when she felt a hand on her shoulder and a body side next to hers and arms wrap around her.
It was Harry.
"Harry? How did you know I was here?" was all she could ask as she wiped tears away.
"Hermione I was looking out my window and saw someone storming away like a bat from hell rushing towards this tree and it had to be you, considering I'd just passed Ron who was muttering things like 'how could this happen? She'll never talk to me again; it's not my fault Lavender is."
"Harry stop! I don't want to hear a thing about that man whore and his whorette again."
Harry laughed lightly.
"What's so funny?" Hermione demanded.
"I'm sorry Hermione but man whore and whorette," he laughed again, louder this time, "that's one of the funniest things I've heard in so long"
Hermione giggled
"Yea," she agreed, "it is pretty funny.especially Ron being a man whore, who would want a carrot top man whore?"
harry chuckled then was serious, "Hermione are you going to be ok?"
"Yea I think so Harry thanks a lot for coming to check on me I really needed that hug", Hermione smiled, her face shining a little in the moon light as she turned to face Harry.
"Its no problem, anytime," Harry smiled back at her, looking into her eyes deeply.
Hermione sighed and leaned back against the tree, tipping her head back looking upwards she could see moonlight filter through the trees leaves, before closing her eyes. She then heard a voice ask her.
"Do you want to go back inside?"
"No, I think I want to sit here and just be"
"Be what?" Harry asked slightly confused.
" I don't want to be anything I just want to be, I want to just exist in this moment so that there's only me, the tree I'm leaning against, the moon, and the lake."
"Oh," Harry said "well I guess I'll go then."
He started to get up to leave, when Hermione's eyes popped open and she snatched his hand.
"No!" she cried then calmed her voice, "no, please stays Harry, let me correct myself. I was to be so there's only the tree, the moon, the lake and you."
Harry smiled, then sat down hip to hip with Hermione and leaned against the tree.
"I'm not sure if I can upstage the moon shining on a lake but I'll do my best," Harry tried to make light of the situation.
"You'll do just fine," was Hermione's reply, before leaning her head to the side to rest on Harry's shoulder. Harry tilted his head towards her so his cheek was resting on soft brown hair.
Harry closed his eyes and breathed deeply. It was a fresh fruity smell, nothing too flowery, not spicy just Hermione.
Hermione sighed then slung an arm around Harry's waist, before sighing deeply and closing her eyes.
Harry felt his arm that was around Hermione's waist being stretched out slightly as she sighed.
Hermione shifted slightly and felt her head rise and fall as it rested on Harry's chest.
"Thank you Harry"
Harry heard the voice murmur against his chest.
"Your welcome, Hermione" he replied before lightly kissing her head, then resting against it, he looked at the unblinking moon.