Harry Potter and the Guardian of Magic
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This is purely fan-fiction, and I, in NO way, take credit for the character or places, except those that are my own, but I DO take credit for the ideas, because I've spent my personal time writing these and then typing these, so no flames or anything, or you won't get anymore (well..except for those people who want more, I'll type it for them, but the others can go and just drive off a steep cliff that have jagged rocks at the bottom!)
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This story takes place after Order of the Phoenix
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Chapter Six: As Lovers Go
You'll notice throughout this part of the story that I've italicized certain phrases, and that's because they're lyrics from a song by Dashboard Confessional called "As Lovers Go", and it's what I was feeling when I wrote this, as well as what Harry's thinking. Dashboard Confessional gets the credits for this great song, as well as all their others. If you go to their site, you can download some of the songs! Check it out!
I don't know if the italics will show up or not on FFNET, it didn't when I looked at it, but I've tried everything, and it just takes away the asterisks and everything else, so &)( them. I'm sure you're smart enough to figure it out yourself. If you really want to know, e-mail me and I'll send you the original copy.
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After the somewhat awkward dinner, Harry and Hermione proceeded upstairs to get away from the constant gaze of the Weasely family, as well as to talk about what happened.
Harry pushed open the door to his room, unconsciously hurrying and ducking inside, afraid that someone would see him.
He sat down on the edge of his bed and put his face into his hands as Hermione sat beside him with an arm draped around his shoulders, "You know, it's not that bad."
Harry sighed and nodded a little, running his fingers back through his hair before laying backing on the bed, "It's just.. weird. They've known us for what seems like forever, and then Mrs. Weasely caught us kissing on the stairs. It's just.. like I said, weird."
Hermione nodded, not sure what to say to or do to comfort him besides sitting with him and letting him talk. Harry sat back up and rubbed his temples slowly, his eyes closed as if he were searching for something.
"It's as if there's something on the tip of my tongue, something that could make this all seem better, but I don't know what it is." Harry sighed dejectedly and laid back onto the bed again, letting thoughts drift through his mind.
I've gotta be honest, I've been waiting for you all my life. For so long I thought I wasn't gonna settle down, but just seeing you makes me think twice..
Harry looked at Hermione's back, her head hanging slightly, surprising himself as the words to that song played in his mind, flowing with memories of her and the time they'd spent together.
The feel of you here makes me sane, I fear I'll go crazy if you leave my side. You've got wits, you've got looks, you've got passion, but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight..
Harry's hand slowly crept its way into Hermione's, squeezing it tightly before relaxing into her grip. After a moment, she lay back onto the bed and turned her face to look at him, her eyes gazing into his, not saying anything.
I'll be true, I'll be useful, I'll be cavalier, I'll be yours, my dear.. and I'll belong to you, if you just let me through..
Harry opened his mouth to speak, then shut it, but as he did, another verse of the song slipped into his mind, "This is as easy as lovers go, so don't complicate it by hesitating.."
His spirit seemed to float out of his body as he spoke to her. He saw his lips moving, but couldn't believe what he was saying. This could mess everything up: their friendship, everything that they had, it could be messed up by those three simple words, and yet he knew, if he didn't say it, it would damage what they had right now.
"Hermione.. I.. I love you."
Her hand didn't unclasp from his like he expected, but rather the hold grew tighter, and she softly spoke the words he had been waiting to hear, "I love you too, Harry.."
Harry's hovering spirit seemed to slam back into his body as she finished speaking, the words she spoke echoing through his mind, the world slowly coming to a stop.
Everything fell silent between them for a long second, then they both slowly moved towards each other, Harry's hand sliding from Hermione's to cup her cheek softly while he kissed her.
This time, no one interrupted them; no Mrs. Weasely, not breaking packages, no embarrassment, just them. Slowly, they drew apart, and their world began to move again, time began to trickle by, and they began to breathe. It was their one moment in heaven.
You've got me.
((- I fixed a few grammatical errors that I saw after I posted the last one. -))