Hey everyone. This is just a story I wrote when I was really depressed. Hope you all like it…by they way if any of you got confused I am not J. K. Rowling. I own nothing in Harry Potter. K
One Heart Forever
The Pain was so intense. I didn't know anything. Nothing was real anymore. Hermione was not dead. It was just a dream. This pain was not real. Nothing can be real without Hermione. I didn't even realize I was screaming as I ran to her. I reached her just as she reached the ground. She fell into my arms.
If only I hand been faster. I could have stopped this. I could have taken Voldemort's killing curse instead of her.
I didn't even see Harry and Voldemort dueling as I wrapped my arms around her limp form, rocking her gently. For the first time I felt tears running down my face. I want to die. Nothing can be worse than this pain.
I never got to tell her how I feel. She never knew how much I loved her. She never knew how much she meant to me. Why hadn't I told her. Why did I never tell her I would be nothing without her? Through a shield of pain I hear myself whisper. "I can't loose you. I love you too much. I can't live without you. Anything but this. Anything…"
I beg anyone to hear me, to answer my plea. "God I can't loose you. No…." the pain is only intensifying. No one will hear me. This pain will only intensify until I die. " take me instead. Please…Please…."
Suddenly the pain wasn't just emotional. I felt like my true heart was ripping in two. I ignored it. If this was death I welcomed it. I buried my head deeper into Hermione's shoulder. I want the last thing I ever smell to be her wonderful sent. I cried like this for a few long moments before the pain in my chest stopped as suddenly as it had started. "No, take me…finish me…then I can be with her….take me…please."
Then without warning I felt Hermione's chest rise underneath mine…then again. I pulled back far enough to see her face, just as her eyes fluttered open. She gave me a small smile. I felt the pain leave all at once.
"Oh God thank you." I whispered softly as I pulled her into me. "Thank you…thank you…thank you…" I repeated again and again. Once it had fully sunk in, I pulled back to look at her face again. No way was I risking loosing my second chance. "I love you…I love you so much Hermione. You mean everything to me. I can't make it without you, you're everything to me. I love you."
"I love you Ron." After this we just held each other. Now that I got her to hold, I was never letting go. I would not loose her a second time. Never again would I loose her. That wouldn't be a problem now; my heart was forever hers emotionally and physically. Our hearts would peat as one until the end.
Love it, Hate it, Please let me know. Flames welcome even if there not as fun to read as the good ones. I really would love anyone to review I don't get many. I know it was short but it got my point across and I thought making it longer would take away from the actual story. Like I said Please Review!
Writergirl