A/N This is a one-shot. Enjoy :D
A loud explosion rocked the Great Hall, stunning the entire body and faculty of Hogwarts alike. Screams emitted from various parts of the hall until Dumbledore raised his voice and yelled "SILENCE, all students, stay in the Hall, and don't leave unless I tell you too, Staff, follow me".
Hermione quickly leaned over to Ron and said, "Spread the word and get the DA ready, I'm betting Hogwarts is under attack". Ron paled, but quickly leaned over to Neville to begin preparations for readying the DA. Meanwhile, Hermione sat back for a minute and thought "Oh Harry, where did you end up?" Three weeks prior, Harry Potter had disappeared in the middle of the night, leaving only two notes, one for the Headmaster, and one for Hermione. The bushy haired 16 year old smiled as she remembered the contents of her letter...
Hermione,
I realize as I write this, the longer i think about leaving you, the harder it gets. I must go however, because i know how to fulfill my destiny as The-Boy-Who-Killed. I promise you, I will return, with Voldemort finished for good, and then I have every intention of becoming The-Boy-Who-Loved. I love you Hermione, thank you for always being there and believing in me.
Harry
"STAFF" the yell interrupted Hermione's musings, "get in front of the main doors, and prepare to defend the students at all costs". As the teachers grimly marched towards the main doors, they suddenly burst open. A collective gasp ran through the Great Hall like a troll on a rampage as a large figure robed in all black flew through the new opened door, and skidded to a stop, unmoving. "Doesn't look so evil when he's sprawled out flat on his arse does he?" an amused voice said from the entrance. As one, the attention of the hall shifted towards the door, and saw none other then Harry Potter, blood running down his scar, further adding to the torn, bloody mess of his once pristine black robes, with twinkling green eyes, seemingly relaxed for the first time in years. "Albus," a voice thick with emotion proclaimed, "It's over, Voldemort is dead, the war is over" The hall was so quiet, you could hear a Crumple Horned Snorcack tiptoe through it, while Snape eyed the pile of fetid, dark robes with a mixture of disgust and relief. "Haarrrrryyyyy, you did it!!" The last Potter looked towards the source of the noise just in time to get plowed by a sobbing Hermione. "Um...hi" Harry said". "You prat," Hermione whispered, "I'm really angry at you for leaving me behind, especially with a note like that, and I'm really ang." Harry swooped in and captured Hermione's lips with his own. Harry felt himself get lost in a raging current of passion as one of his deepest desires became a glorious reality until Hermione slowly pulled away. "Harry, I love you too," Hermione choked out through tears of joy, "and I have since first year. It's about bloody time you did that". "YES I WON!!!" broke the touching moment, and everyone laughed at a grinning Seamus as he started collecting money for winning the 6 year long bet.
How'd you like it? My first fanfic of any sort in about 4 years, I've got a longer story in the works, but i was bored at work one day so i wrote this quick little thing. Feel free to review, or even email me. I check all too often :P