A/N Thank you to the people that reviewed the first chapter. Because of what some of you have said I have decided to continue with this story. I was actually thinking about it before I even posted the first and it was then settled. I hope you all are ok with this now being not just about Harry and Hermione, but rather the end of book 7. I have some ideas about what it should be about and hopefully it will work. If you have ideas please write them. Thanks.
Two
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were the last people in the common room as Ginny went up to the girl's dormitory. All three of them were so tired having spent the entire night studying for the start of the N.E.W.T.s tomorrow. Now, as they tried to study just by looking at the books and hopefully remembering something they were each slowly drifting off in their own way.
"That's it," said Hermione as she dramatically slammed the large book she had been poring over for the last hour. "I can not study one minute longer. If I do I think I will go crazy".
Harry and Ron looked at her with the strangest looks on their faces. Hermione, not wanting to study? This was quite odd.
"What?" she asked back at their looks. "Everyone has a breaking point and I just reached mine" and with that she went and sat down in front of the fire on the comfortable sofa.
Ron sighed. "I think I reached mine before we even started. I think I'm going to go up to bed". He looked over at Harry as he picked up all his books and papers. "You coming?" he asked.
Harry looked over at the sofa that Hermione was sitting on and shook his head. "I'll be up in a moment," he said pointing to a pile of papers before him. "Got to go through all this first."
"Suit yourself," he said shrugging it off and heading upstairs.
As soon as he heard the boy's dormitory shut he was up out of his seat heading towards the sofa.
"We really should tell him you know" Hermione told him as he sat down next to her. "It's not like he would get mad or anything."
They hadn't told him about everything because they both knew that he would get mad. However, they knew that they would need to tell him eventually. They just kept putting it off for as long as possible.
Hermione rested her head on Harry's shoulders and they both let out a deep breath that they had unconsciously been holding. He slowly ran his hand through her soft hair. These were the moments that made him feel totally at peace. Away from everything that could disturb him, even Voldamort.
Without even realizing it the two of them had fallen asleep on the sofa, Hermione leaning up against Harry who had his head resting on hers.
The Burrow had been completely silent. It seemed that nothing was moving in the house at the early hour. Everyone laid asleep, Harry and Ron in his room, Hermione and Ginny in hers, and about the house people lay at the oddest of places wherever they could find. The night before had been Christmas supper and the whole Order had been invited with most of them coming and actually staying the night.
Upstairs Harry lay sound asleep in his bed. The night had been completely free of any nightmares that usually occurred and he was having his first real sleep in what seemed like ages. Sadly enough it wasn't meant to last.
From downstairs a loud BANG! Rang through the house bringing everyone out of their sleep.
Harry jumped out of bed quickly fallowed by Ron with their wands raised. Harry had a bad felling about this.
Running down the stairs seemed to happen in slow motion. From the bottom they could here the sound of spells being fired and the screams as somebody was hit.
No, thought Harry, not here, not now! He wasn't ready for this. Not again.
He hit the bottom stair and stared in horror at what he saw…
Harry woke up.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes and looked up to see Harry's eyes full of tears. That greatly troubled her. What had happened?
"Harry," she said softly trying to get his attention. "Harry what's the matter?"
He looked at her and gave her a sad smile. "Nothing," he said, "just a bad dream. That's all."
"Was it about The Burrow?" she asked calmly. "Do you want to talk about it?"
A flash of the vicious battle ran before Harry's eyes. The order members barely had a shot against the mass of Death Eaters that had invaded the house. He could see them being cut down one by one. Their screams rang through his thoughts like a knife through water. It wasn't even until Dumbledore showed up that they had a chance, but then…
How could things have gone so wrong?
Hermione brought him back to reality. His rock in all this fast moving river of death. She could, no, would never know just how much she meant to him.
"It's ok," she said smoothing his hair. "What happened was meant to happen. Nothing could have prevented it. You know that".
In her eyes Harry could see his world being made right. He could see life.
"Your safe, and that is all that matters". Now tears started to form in her eyes as well. "You're our only hope. With out you, all is lost."
Harry slid his hand down the side of her face, "With out you, I'm lost".
Hermione gave a slight laugh, "I'm always here for you. You know that. Nothing can stop me".
"Promise you will always be there?" Harry asked seriously.
"Yes," she said leaning in and kissing him. "I promise".
A/N Sorry this chapter is somewhat short. Slight writers block at the time that I wrote it. Just wanted to get it down before I leave. Now go and leave me a review. Love the reviews! Worship the reviews! Also check out my other story. It's under Dracula but only because I didn't know where else to put a vamp. Fic. It's just a stupid thing that popped in the head. Called "A very long night" please check it out. Now go leave a comment.
