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HarryHarry's holidays were going remarkably well considering the constant pain of being without his other half. He missed her terribly but he could not deny that these were the best summer holidays he had ever had. Instead of the usual being locked in Dudley's room Harry had spent his holidays playing quidditch, watching movies and just generally having a load of fun hanging out with all of his friends. Remus let Harry do whatever he wanted as long as he was safe. The only thing missing was Hermione. He pined for her with every part of him. Her presence completed his life and without her he felt empty. He knew she couldn't see him but that didn't stop him viewing her absence as the barrier to everything. He had never been depressed while being in such a happy situation one the surface. He was breaking on the inside but to anyone who saw him he seemed to be having the time of his life. It was as good as life could ever get for him it seemed. He had decided that there must be something in the prophecy about him fighting alone, because now he had found Hermione they seemed destined to be separated permanently.
HermioneShe couldn't take it anymore. If her parents didn't understand then she would just have to deal with that later. Nothing could possibly be worse than being imprisoned in this house with them knowing that something, whatever it was, was going to harm him in an irreparable way. Everything about her once favourite place was seemingly strangling her and everything she wanted or needed. She had to leave. As soon as her parents left that night she wrote a letter for them and although it was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do it was made easier by her desperation to go and help Harry.
I'm sorry I had to do this. I know you will be upset and I wouldn't normally be able to walk out like this but I have to save Harry. I will come back as soon as I know everything is ok. I didn't do this to hurt you. I love you both and I am not doing this to escape you. Please try to forgive me.
Hermione
She ran out of the house sobbing and with the feelings of regret and doubt already setting in. What if she had put her parents through all of this and he was fine after all. She couldn't bare that and she didn't think that her parents or Harry would be able to deal with her actions if they were just paranoia. She was so scared for him though that she had no other option. She signalled the knight bus and as soon as she had been given a bed she collapsed on it until she reached Grimmauld place where Harry and Remus were. She had no idea what she would say to him when she got there but somehow she expected it to miraculously be all right as soon as she turned up. As if a magical shield surrounded her that if she let Harry into nobody could touch him. She knew he would hate her for not believing in him and his ability to look after himself but she didn't think it would really matter.
She walked slowly up to the door and knocked very gently on it. Harry hadn't heard her knock but he had gone to the door to look for owls coming in with post. When he saw the look on her face he became worried about her.
"What's wrong" he asked.
"Hasn't something terrible happened to you?" she asked in an almost disappointed voice.
" No, were u expecting that I would fall apart without you and Voldemort would come and kill me while I'm weak," he snapped back.
" I had these dreams, they were so real, and you were…" She couldn't continue.
" So you left your parents devastated because you had some dream about me getting hurt?" Harry was getting very frustrated with this.
" You just don't understand," she sobbed "they were so real, I thought it might have been because we are so close, I don't even know why I cared now, obviously you don't even trust me".
" You know I trust you and care about you, but why don't you believe I can take care of myself for a few weeks?"
" I do… It's just that… I saw you surrounded… in a…. Coffin", she went cold and made a huge thump as her body hit the pavement.
HarryHe was angry now, angrier than he ever believed he could be with her. When he'd first seen her on the doorstep he thought he was hallucinating. Why didn't she believe in him? Why did she break her promise? He was extremely happy to see her but under the circumstances. Her parents would hate him forever. She had obviously decided that these dreams were real but why? What was so different about them? She was the one who had always hated divination. Why did she trust these stupid dreams just because they showed him in trouble? He knew that as much as it would hurt both of them he had to convince her to return to her parents' house as soon as she woke. He tasked Remus to tell her because he didn't think he could stay strong enough.
He told Remus what had happened and he couldn't believe it but he was taking her side. He'd never thought they would be on different sides but now that they were he was trusting Hermione over him. Nothing was going to happen to him, he was stronger as a wizard than he had ever been. Why couldn't anybody see that? If he had escaped Voldemort in first year what could he do to him now that he couldn't handle? At least Remus would let her stay for a while now he thought. Which is good even under the circumstances.
Harry went and sat by her bedside. She'd been cold for a long time now. He was beginning to get worried about her.
A/n- there we go next chap- if anyone has any ideas for where this might go please tell me … I'm having a bit of trouble deciding what to do here. Anyways please review me and if you like my stuff Id love it if you'd tell other people so they r&r.
