Forgotten Yesterday

Chapter 6: Resolutions

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any characters borrowed for use in this story.

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Harry waited for another hour before Snape came for him. The headmaster came in after a officer and held up his hand before Harry could speak.

"Not a single word, Potter."

It wasn't long before he was free which Harry wasn't sure was a good thing judging by the look an Snape's face. They were calmly seated in a small café before he was permitted to speak.

"Now," Snape tried hard to calm his voice, "You are going to explain to me how you came to be imprisoned on charges of stalking Miss Granger."

Harry sighed. "I tried to talk to her and she pulled out her phone and called the police."

"That's all. That's all you did. Why don't I believe you?"

"Well…" He begrudgingly began to admit, "I may have been a bit confrontational yesterday."

"A bit confrontational?" he raised his eyebrow in his skepticism.

"Umm… Yeah, maybe a bit."

"So you were mean to her and then expected her not to call the police when you accosted her again." Snape looked at him skeptically. "Potter, even I know better then to do that to a woman and I'm believed to be the single most evil human since Voldemort."

"Blame it on Gryffandor stupidity?"

"You are your father's son, I'll say that." Snape looked at his hands and then stared at Harry again. "Harry do you have any idea what she may be thinking right now? She hasn't seen you in almost 10 years and suddenly you appear at her hospital bedside. Then you follow her around and say mean things to her."

"I'm getting your point."

"You're just now getting my point? Now? You have no idea how important this is do you?"

"No I don't. You haven't told me its all that important, except to you own conscience. You're just like Albus."

"Don't compare me to him." he struck back with unexpected vehemence. "I am nothing like him. I never will be. Trust me Potter when I say this is important. More than so I can sleep nights." He quickly swept away.

"Well… That went well."

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Hermione stopped short when she saw Harry approaching her. He ran quickly to catch up.

"Hermione please listen to me."

"They let you out?" She turned on him with a venom Snape would be proud of.

He sighed. "Please listen to me."

She humph-ed and continued walking away from him. "Did you not get the hint? What didn't you understand about having you arrested?"

"I understood a lot. Just listen to me. Let me talk and then I'll leave you alone. Permanently."

"Are you sure Cho doesn't object to your presence here?"

"She died eight years ago."

The energy seemed to seep from Hermione's anger. "I didn't know."

"How could you?"

"Say what you have to say Harry."

"Ok. First. I'm a git. I know this. I am fully responsible for my screw ups. Second. You're sick. Obviously, you know that. Let me take you back. We can help you. Well, try anyhow. And third…" he paused, "actually I don't have a third. I thought I would but I don't. Please let me take you back. Hogwarts is our home. It always has been."

She sighed, "Harry, I…"

"Please, Hermione," He reached out and touched her arm, "Let me fix this."

"You can't." she pulled sharply away from his touch, "There's no fixing this."

"Let me make something new then. I know I made a huge mistake. Let me do something about it. Please Hermione."

"Harry… do you have any idea how terrible my life has been. One day I'm happy. I have my two best friends, I have my school, everything was perfect. Then all of a sudden my friends are too busy to even notice I exist. It was like I was never even there. Did you know my parents tried to pull me put of Hogwarts sixth year because someone sent them death threats? Did you know they disowned me when I wouldn't quit school? I tried to owl you. You, the Weasley's, even Dumbledore. I tried to find anyone to listen to me but there was no one. Did you know I had to work all summer at the Leaky Cauldron. All summer as a tavern maid just to have somewhere to live between terms. Would you have even cared? Then just when things were getting better…" she stopped remembering a painful moment, "They had started talking to me again, Harry. Over Christmas. They apologized. I was going to go home after the leaving feast. Actually home. Then Dumbledore pulled me aside. He said I had to leave immediately, that my parents had been killed. He said Hagrid would take me to the train. Then he just turned around and went back to the party. Like nothing had happened. And through all of that I had no one. Myrtle was the only one who would talk to me. Draco did sometimes but… he was almost a screwed up as me."

"You have no idea how sorry I am." Harry squeezed his eyes shut. "Please, just trust me. Things have been… Things are different now."

"How can I trust you? You abandoned me." Hermione turned to walk away.

"Because," Harry grabbed her arm, "because I know I did. Because I know I hurt you. Because I'm begging you to give me one chance to try to make up for some small amount of the pain I've caused you."

Hermione looked deep in his eyes. There was still so much of the innocence she had seen in their childhood. But there was also no small amount of the pain and horror he'd seen as a man. It seemed like hours she was lost in his eyes. Trying to grasp at the emotions that were hidden in their emerald depths. He stared back at her, trying to make her understand.

"Please Hermione." he whispered, barely audibly.

She sighed and stopped her fight. "Alright, Harry. You win. Just let me go get some things."

He nodded and followed her back to her house.

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