Chapter 3: Tears.

Okay, yeah, I'm still editing this! If you've read this before, you'll notice I took out some characters but it's okay because yeah....I said so! Teehee! Anyways, soon I will be actually updating this with a new chapter! ENJOY!

"So it's decided. You all have two hours to break the news to your families and prepare yourselves. I'll see you then." Harry told a group of twelve males. They all vanished, as did he. Harry knew that Hermione would be up because it was 8 in the morning and she was normally up at 7:45, that is if she could get a peaceful rest. Harry searched the tower for his wife, not finding her. When he turned around in the Common Room, though, he felt a sharp pain on his cheek. When he opened his eyes, he saw a very angry Hermione standing in front of him, Kittiey on her right hip and the twins behind her, giggling.

"What gives, 'Mione!?" Harry asked his angry wife, who glared at him. Harry placed a hand over his burning left cheek in pain.

"Harold James Potter! Don't you dare call me that name! And do you have any idea what it is like to wake up and find your spouse gone without a note or any type of knowing of where they are!? Now I know what that poor Molly Weasley felt when she found the twins and Ronald gone!" Hermione snapped. Ron and Lavender were right behind Harry, as were Harry's siblings. They all watched as Harry tired to think up a lie.

"Well... it's just that... Ummm..." Harry stuttered, thinking.

"Don't make up any excuses! I swear, if I was your mother, God rest her soul, I would ground you from everything besides eating, breathing, and living!" Hermione continued.

"Geez 'Mione, calm down." Harry mumbled, only to receive another slap.

"Don't go telling me when to calm down, Harold James Potter! Know, if you would so kindly get OUT of our way, I'm to take MY kids to OUR breakfast." Hermione said, pushing past her husband, Harold James taking hold of her left hand, Jade holding onto his.

"Hermione!" Harry called but Hermione slammed the door without even looking.

"It's not use." Flame told her older brother, smirking.

"She's really angry with you!" Fire said.

"It was a pretty wrong move though. I'll see you later Ron. I'm going to take Kyle and Madison and join Hermione." Lavender said kissing her husbands' cheek and taking their baby girl Madison out of his arms, holding her like Hermione held Kittiey, Kyle following his mother. Fire and Flame followed her out of the room, leaving Ash and Ron with Harry.

"She must be mad. She used all of our first full names!" Ron exclaimed at his best friend. Ash nodded, his arms crossed across him chest and he leaned against an armchair.

"You just better hope the girls can talk some sense into that wife of yours. No offence Harry, but she's a bit, well, scary sometimes." Ash said.

"Don't talk about my wife and your sister-in-law that way! Sure, I agreed with that before Ron and I really knew her, but I don't think she's scary. She's just worried. I mean, ever since there have been killings and I have been feeling small pains in my scar, she's been freaking out. How do you think she would react if I told her that I am leaving in two hours to go fight against the new dark lord, Lord Draco?--Yes Ron, that's right Draco Malfoy--I mean, she's been so worried about me ever since we meet. She's just really caring, that's all." Harry told them.

"Draco is the new dark lord!? Damn, I never thought he would sink that low!" Ron said amazed.

"So you just told us that you're leaving? When?" Ash asked his brother. He and his sisters had been rushed into a life and they found their only comfort in their brother and his friends. Ash didn't like Hermione that much because she took up the time that Ash and his sisters needed from Harry with her kids and just her. He knew it was selfish, but Harry was like a dad to him because Harry was teaching him how to live like and about everything he wasn't taught.

"In two hours, I'm leaving." Harry said silently to them. Ron and Ash looked him, Ron going in to shake Harry's hand. The thought of Harry dying hit Ron and he hugged his best friend tightly, Ash right after him.

"You'd better go tell Hermione." Ron told Harry. He nodded and walked out of the tower. He could hear the sound of laughter coming from the Great Hall. When he peaked in, he saw his twins and Kyle chasing each other around the tables.

"You'll never catch my Jade! You're just a girl!" Harold James taunted his little sister.

"I'll show you! I'm as good as any boy!" Jade said, tackling her brother. Kyle just laughed as the two rolled around on the floor.

"Don't think you're getting away that easily!" Jade said, pulling Kyle's leg so that he fell. Hermione just smiled and she continued her conversation with her father and Remus about school.

"Hey! Why can't I bite her!?" Harry James asked, holding his sister's arm.

"Because, it's not nice." Said a voice. Behind Hermione appeared Blaze, who was smiling. Her hair was aflame, although her red tank top and short skirt were normal.

"Good morning Blaze." Hermione said, taking a sip of her orange juice. Kittiey began crying because she dropped her spoon, which Blaze picked up. Blaze took the baby in her hands. Kittiey giggled and Blaze began feeding her.

"Good morning Princess. I heard you're fight with that man this morning. He's so selfish!" Blaze snapped. Harry glared at Blaze as he entered the room. Hermione's smile faded and she looked sternly at her husband. Harry approached his kids, but faster than anything, Jade was next to Hermione, Blaze standing by her. Blaze glared at Harry and flipped a long strand of fire lit hair off of her shoulder.

"Hermione, can I talk to you about something?" Harry asked his wife, leaning forward. Hermione made Blaze return and nodded silently. She got up and handed her baby to her father while they exited the Great Hall. Once outside, Harry and Hermione went up to their old rooms for some privacy.

"Hermione, I want to start out saying that there is a good reason for me leaving this morning." Harry told Hermione.

"Oh, and what is that?" Hermione asked without any emotion in her voice.

"It's because... well, we didn't tell you female Aurors but Draco Malfoy, as you know, is now a dark lord and I had to organize a meeting this morning when Jacob heard about it from his sister, Hailey, who is an undercover Auror with the old followers of Lord Voldemort. Draco sent us a letter today saying to meet him at the..." Harry paused. He knew that if he told Hermione where he was taking the other Aurors, she would take the females with her to fight too. Harry just sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "It wouldn't be in our best interest if I told you." Harry said.

"Harry, this is a lame lie!" Hermione snapped, crossing her arms over her chest and turning her back to her husband, furious.

"But 'Mione, it's the full truth! I swear!" Harry told her pleadingly. She just stood there, not answering. Though he couldn't see her, he knew that she was glaring. "Please believe me, Hermione. I would never lie to you." Harry said softly, standing inches behind her.

"I don't care. You're lying to me and I know it." Hermione's voice was broken up, like she was crying or something.

"But Hermione, please."

"Why should I!? You're not even telling me where Draco is making you guys go so how do I know that you are telling the truth." Hermione asked him, whipping around, her face red and tears leaking down it. "And even if that was true you're just being just plain damn sexist! I know that you lead those boys and I know you told them not to tell any of our female Auror's because you're guys and you don't think the us girls are strong enough to fight them, or it could be that you guys are selfish and want all the glory to your selves! I can see the headline now! 'The Boy-Who-Lived leads Men into battle against dark lord--women left out!' is that what you want, huh? You men are all a bunch sexist bastard's." Hermione muttered the last part to herself, though Harry heard her loud and clear. He was done with being settle with his wife.

"Dammit Hermione! I am telling the truth and the papers will never ever read that! You're my partner in this world and we're sharing every bit of fame and fortune together! And the only reason why we didn't tell you girls is because we're all married and have kids and we know that if a woman was ever killed during battle it would be painful for us and the kids! How do you think I would feel if you died fighting because I couldn't protect you, huh!? How in the hell do you think I would tell the kids! It would be damn hard, okay? I can't live without you being by my side and I know that the time that we spend fighting will be rough because I won't get to hold you in my arms and tell you I love you whenever I please, but it's worth it if you're safe! That's the only reason why! So if protecting the one that I love more than anything means that I'm sexist then so be it. But I'm not going to have you killed because I can't be there to protect you from harm." Harry said, his hands on her arms, pinning her against the walls under his frustration. Hermione studied her husbands face, then, out of nowhere, broke down crying.

"Oh Harry." She whispered to herself between sobs. Harry right away enveloped her in a tight embrace, Hermione wrapping her arms around him, too. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I was just so worried." She sobbed, her head against his muscular chest. She could hear his heart beating fast from the yelling he did, but it was slowing down as he held her.

"I'm sorry I yelled too. I was just to frustrated, that's all. It's overwhelming to know that in an hour I will be off and fighting." Harry said into her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of her jasmine shampoo.

"But now I'm even more frightened. I may never see you again. And I don't know how to live without you. You are my world, my everything. My first and only true love. We're soul mates and I know it. It takes people so many years to find theirs and I've found mine and I don't want to let you go. I just wouldn't be able to stand losing you." She cried into his sweater, her body shaking. Harry gently rubbed his hand up and down her back, his other one wrapped around her waist.

"But, it's better me than you." Harry told her strongly. Hermione looked up at him. She saw so many things in his eyes. She saw wrath, rage, courage, strength, calmness, love. But most of all she saw a man who was willing to keep people safe at the cost of his own life. But as she looked past that, she saw a little boy who was scared and alone in the world. A little boy that lost his parents and feared the world. This man was the one who she married and conceived her children with, but the boy, he was the one who befriended a mudblood and then learned to love her, as she did him. And Hermione knew that this lost child who grew up in a harsh home was the only person in the world who was going to die for her and she loved him even more for that.

"Harry, are you scared?" Hermione asked as they sat in front of the fire together.

"Hmm?" Harry asked her, his cheek on her head. Hermione smiled inwardly. He was enjoying this bliss too. "Oh, no. I'm not. I'm actually fairly calm." Harry replied.

"How can you?" Hermione said, astonished.

"The real question is 'how can I not be?'" the young couple laughed, remembering how they used to do this a long time ago with Ron.

"Oh Harry, you haven't changed a bit." Hermione muttered.

"Really? I could have sworn that I got taller than from when I was a kid. Or maybe it was just me..." Hermione smiled and slapped him playfully on him strong arm.

"You're such a jerk." Hermione said.

"And you're such a stuck-up bookworm." Harry said to her. Hermione looked up at him and glared. "But you're my stuck-up bookworm." Harry smiled in a cocky and leaned in for a kiss. When their lips meet, it reminded them of old times: when they would laying in front of the fire and just snog without any shame in it. And that's just what they were doing now, a full four years later, and still no shame came to them. They were embarrassed if someone caught them up here because it WAS their Common Room, not any one else's. Hermione smiled against Harry's lips after a few minutes of kissing.

"Why the smiles?" Harry asked her.

"I'm just remembering the time when Snape caught us up here in a very heated session. It was just so funny! He stood there with his mouth wide open as we started buttoning up our shirts and such again. I don't think that he's ever forgotten that." Hermione giggled.

(FLASHBACK)

"Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter, I have you're--- WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?" Professor Snape screamed, seeing the Head Boy and Girl on their couch, their shirts unbuttoned and snogging.

"Oh, hello Professor Snape. Just give us a minute here." Harry said clammily as Hermione got off of him. The two fixed themselves up and waited for him to talk. He just stood there, his mouth hanging wide open, staring at the two in front of him.

"Tell me I didn't just see you two doing what I think I saw you two doing." Snape said, sitting down to steady himself. He was SO red.

"You mean us snogging?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow. Snape only nodded. Hermione just looked at Harry and smiled.

"Ok, then. You didn't see us snogging, in fact, we never have even kissed. We're good students and stay in our own rooms at night and never do anything like that." Harry said, smiling.

"Good, good. Now, if you two will excuse me, I'm going to see Madame Pomfrey to have her check if I'm going crazy. Good night." He got up, still VERY stunned and left Harry and Hermione laughing.

(FLASHBACK)

"That was so great." Harry said, smiling.

"Yeah. Wouldn't it be funny if he caught us again?" Hermione asked, Snape's shocked face still in her mind. Harry laughed and nodded. They began remember other things, going as far back at the first train ride when they meet. But, something pulled them out of their little trip down memory- lane; the clock struck 9.

"Harry, say goodbye. We're leaving." A boy of just 17 said, looking at the young couple as they sat in the Great Hall. They had went down there to swamp stories with Lavender and Ron, Albus and the others watching the joyfully.

"Let's go." Said a man of 21, who was surprisingly Neville. Harry turned to them then to his wife. He gave her a weak smile, one which she didn't return. Harry caught the expression that flashed in her eyes: Fear. He sighed and turned away from her. He bid goodbye to his father-in-law, old teachers, godfather, two best friends, and his children.

"Goodbye Harry." Hermione whispered as they embraced. Harry pulled away and looked at her.

"Never say goodbye, Hermione. Goodbye means that you'll never see me again. But I will see you again. So, I will just say see you the next time that I do. I love you 'Mione." With that and an 'I love you too' from Hermione, he kissed her with passion then he and the other men were gone in a flash. Hermione looked down, tears streaming down her face.

"But I don't want the next time to be in heaven." She whispered to herself.

YAY! I edited it AGAIN! I couldn't help it because it bugs me. I can't believe you guys never TOLD me how awful my grammar and stuff was! Please review!

-Serenity