Okay guys. Here is chapter 7. I hope you enjoy. Sorry for all the suspense.... I've been away for quite some time. I've been at camp and whatnot. But I'm back now. won't sign me in right now so I don't know when I will be able to update this chapter but it will be as soon as I can sign in to fanfiction. While maybe not that soon because I am going to be gone for another week. Sorry.
Dislaimer: I don't own everything. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling. Except for the plot. That belongs to me.
Chapter 7: Please Hermione wake up or Harry, we need to talk.
The next day found Harry still in the hospital wing but instead of sitting by Hermione side he was pacing. He was praying to any supernatural being that would listen to him to let Hermione be all right. He didn't know what he would do if she didn't make it out of this alive. She had to. After a while of pacing back and forth in front of Hermione's bed he sat down and held onto her hand again. Talking to her lightly.
"I don't understand you sometimes Hermione," he whispered. "I really don't. I never expected you to be the one to attemp suicide. I always thought it would be me because of all the pressures I have in this life.I thought it wouldn't take much to push me over the edge. Until I found you. You made my life complete. At some points in my life; even when we weren't together.... you were my only reason for living.. I don't know if I could live without you. And I have to live." Harry paused.
"I have to live because everybody expects me to so that I can defeat Tom." he continued. "Everybody put so much pressure on my life and your the only want who didn't have expectations for me to live up to. You took me just as I am. And I love you and I thank you for doing that for me and understanding. I don't know how you could... I don't know how you could understand with such sincerity. And yet you did. You are the only one would could understand me with such sincerity. And I don't understand why. We are completely differnt you know. You grew up with a loving family. I grew up with an abusive one. I am wanted dead by the most powerful wizard of a century. I've never had a normal year at Hogwarts. It's always been terrible. And now we understand each other even more because we both know how it feels to lose someone that we are incredibly close too."
Harry eyes welled up with tears. "When I lost Sirius, no one could understand. Or so I thought. You could understand and neither could Ron. Because neither of you had ever lost a family member. Until now. You lost your father. I lost Sirius. Sirius was like a father to me. So we both lost a father. And I think that brings us closer. Closer then we could have ever been had we not lost them. Not that I wanted them to die." Harry told her quickly "But I am trying to look at the bright side of there deaths(which is very small compared to the negative side). But it helps. It helps knowing I am not the only one and have someone to talk to who will understand my feelings. I thank you for being there. I thank you for loving me."
Harry fell silent then. After quite some time. A new wave of tears threatened to fall. Harry squeezed Hermione's hand. "You can't die Hermione. You just can't." Harry finished as he fell into a troubled sleep. He was scared. And when he was scared. He had nightmares. He was having nightmares and Hermione died in every single one of them and it would be a very long night. Even for him. And that thought scared him. What if one of these dreams came true. He didn't know what he would do if they did. He knew they were only dreams because it was not a Voldermort induced vision. But he still couldn't help himself from wondering.
He woke up the next morning. Asleep in a bed he did not recognize. Slowly and unsurely he opened his eyes to find himself in a room that he did not recognize. He walked out of the room and into the parlor where he saw one Severus Snape engrosed in a book on the couch.
"Sir?" Harry asked and Severus looked up from the book.
"Ah, Harry," Severus smiled and put the book down. "Your awake."
"Where am I sir?" Harry asked uncertainly.
"Your in my chambers."
"Why?"
"Because the headmaster found you sleeping in the chair by miss Grangers bed and insisted that you be moved. Insisted that you be put in here. And there is a good reason for that."
"And what would that be?" Harry asked.
"I think you should sit down Harry." Severus answered. "We have a lot to talk about."
Okay. Do you like it? What does Severus have to talk to Harry about? Why will it be so shocking. Is it really important? All these questions and more will be answered soon.
Dislaimer: I don't own everything. It all belongs to J. K. Rowling. Except for the plot. That belongs to me.
Chapter 7: Please Hermione wake up or Harry, we need to talk.
The next day found Harry still in the hospital wing but instead of sitting by Hermione side he was pacing. He was praying to any supernatural being that would listen to him to let Hermione be all right. He didn't know what he would do if she didn't make it out of this alive. She had to. After a while of pacing back and forth in front of Hermione's bed he sat down and held onto her hand again. Talking to her lightly.
"I don't understand you sometimes Hermione," he whispered. "I really don't. I never expected you to be the one to attemp suicide. I always thought it would be me because of all the pressures I have in this life.I thought it wouldn't take much to push me over the edge. Until I found you. You made my life complete. At some points in my life; even when we weren't together.... you were my only reason for living.. I don't know if I could live without you. And I have to live." Harry paused.
"I have to live because everybody expects me to so that I can defeat Tom." he continued. "Everybody put so much pressure on my life and your the only want who didn't have expectations for me to live up to. You took me just as I am. And I love you and I thank you for doing that for me and understanding. I don't know how you could... I don't know how you could understand with such sincerity. And yet you did. You are the only one would could understand me with such sincerity. And I don't understand why. We are completely differnt you know. You grew up with a loving family. I grew up with an abusive one. I am wanted dead by the most powerful wizard of a century. I've never had a normal year at Hogwarts. It's always been terrible. And now we understand each other even more because we both know how it feels to lose someone that we are incredibly close too."
Harry eyes welled up with tears. "When I lost Sirius, no one could understand. Or so I thought. You could understand and neither could Ron. Because neither of you had ever lost a family member. Until now. You lost your father. I lost Sirius. Sirius was like a father to me. So we both lost a father. And I think that brings us closer. Closer then we could have ever been had we not lost them. Not that I wanted them to die." Harry told her quickly "But I am trying to look at the bright side of there deaths(which is very small compared to the negative side). But it helps. It helps knowing I am not the only one and have someone to talk to who will understand my feelings. I thank you for being there. I thank you for loving me."
Harry fell silent then. After quite some time. A new wave of tears threatened to fall. Harry squeezed Hermione's hand. "You can't die Hermione. You just can't." Harry finished as he fell into a troubled sleep. He was scared. And when he was scared. He had nightmares. He was having nightmares and Hermione died in every single one of them and it would be a very long night. Even for him. And that thought scared him. What if one of these dreams came true. He didn't know what he would do if they did. He knew they were only dreams because it was not a Voldermort induced vision. But he still couldn't help himself from wondering.
He woke up the next morning. Asleep in a bed he did not recognize. Slowly and unsurely he opened his eyes to find himself in a room that he did not recognize. He walked out of the room and into the parlor where he saw one Severus Snape engrosed in a book on the couch.
"Sir?" Harry asked and Severus looked up from the book.
"Ah, Harry," Severus smiled and put the book down. "Your awake."
"Where am I sir?" Harry asked uncertainly.
"Your in my chambers."
"Why?"
"Because the headmaster found you sleeping in the chair by miss Grangers bed and insisted that you be moved. Insisted that you be put in here. And there is a good reason for that."
"And what would that be?" Harry asked.
"I think you should sit down Harry." Severus answered. "We have a lot to talk about."
Okay. Do you like it? What does Severus have to talk to Harry about? Why will it be so shocking. Is it really important? All these questions and more will be answered soon.