How many sorrows do you try to hide ? In a world of illusions that's covering your mind.
When you open your mind, you'll discover the sign, that there's something you're longing to find.
It always has been her.
Her, his Hermione, the tender and caring Gryffindor girl, the studyious bookwurm, the brave person he now knows for over five years.
When thinking of her, her angelic smile, brightening his day, it felt all so right. So simple, so pure .
It always had been this great witch, his best friend, in times of darkness and tears, in times of laughter.
And he had yet to realise it fully in it's whole, before it hit him, with a gentle touch he cnever could have thought of. He then finally realised it was so simple, so right.
She had followed him everywhere these past years that bonded them together, inevitable, and that was something he quite admired. Thinking of how many times she had risked her own life for him, made him shudder in sorrow.
When you open your heart, you can make a new start, when your crumbeling world falls apart.
He had thought everything had shattered, that horrible night in June.
But it had came to him, there was one little piece of his former life that didn't fall, that didn't break into one millions of unrecorable pieces : It was Hermione.
He smiled by the thought that she was, fortunately, one of the most important pieces that formind his own mind, his own life.
A miracle.
A miracle had came his way.
Enlightening him in many ways, the one reason that kept him sane, the one reason that didn't divide him from all the others ; walking through the corridors like nothing ever happened, tender looks his own miracle.
A miracle came his way.