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There are things in life that one cannot understand.

There are pains we feel will never disappear.

The loss of a love one is probably the most painful thing one can feel and the sight of death can pierce the heart with pain one cannot even begin to fathom.

I don't mean loss by cause of death because in my lifetime I've lost three of the most important people to the "other world." Perhaps I will see them again when my time is up but for now I am suffering the loss of the only person I did not see standing in front of me.

A tiny female hand with freckles spread across it held onto my shaking hand. I look up at her hazel eyes secretly hoping that they would turn into the familiar hazel eyes I had memorized with my heart. Her almond shaped, puppy-dog (if you will call it) eyes. But the hand that is gently trying to calm me does nothing but remind me of her even more.

"It will be okay, Harry." Her voice small yet struggling was trying so hard to be firm and assuring.

"It will never be okay." I shook my head with my heart still pounding against my chest.

"I understand how you feel." She whispered.

No, you cannot understand how I feel.

You can't even begin to comprehend what was running through my mind, not to mention my heart, at that very moment.

It felt like every bone in my body was crumbling, like my heart was so heavy it was giving me shortage of breath.

Like for the first time in my life, I felt like I didn't want to live anymore.

"Thank you, Ginny." I stand up finally with the little bones that are supporting my legs. "I just need to be alone."

"Harry," She called me before I had walked out of the compartment. "Stay."

"I can't." I shook my head.

"Why?"

"Because this is the place where we met." I walked out of the compartment remembering the series of events that happened earlier.

"Hermione!" I tried to make my way through the crowd of people. I had heard the sirens from inside the hotel and something told me it wasn't right.

She and Adam had run out a few moments before and I had not bothered to follow because I knew that she had to make a choice and with me being there would not before to anyone.

When I finally saw the scene of the accident I saw Hermione talking to one of the police officers. She had her hand clasped over her mouth and was crying. I saw Adam's body being carried over to the gurney. There was blood everywhere and the man driving the car had his hands on his back and was in handcuffs.

What had happened in a span of ten minutes?

Maybe it was much longer but it felt like just moments ago the best thing in my life has happened.

"Sir, I'm with that girl."

"We are." A voice said from behind. I turned to see Ginny standing behind me. "Luna is looking after the two."

Hermione's gaze fell upon the two of us and the officer she had been talking to signaled us to come.

"Hermione, are you—" I began to ask.

"Hold me." She ran into my chest right before I could open my arms. I carefully removed my arms from between the two of us and held her close.

God, I hate what shampoo does to her hair. The smell tickled my senses.

"Close the doors." The policeman ordered the people in the ambulance.

"Wait!" Hermione pulled away. "I'll go with him."

"I'll go with you." I grabbed her arm before she could step onto the ambulance.

"There is only room for one." The girl said quickly.

"I can't leave him." She pleaded.

"Don't leave me." I begged but before she could answer the paramedic closed the door.

My heart beat with the sound that my steps had been making.

This was their hospital?

The native hospital was somewhat different from what I was used to. I don't mean to make it sound primitive but its just that is wasn't that big and the operating room was separated from the waiting room by a mere glass.

In an instant I spotted Hermione who was watching the doctors prep Adam. She had her hand clasped over her mouth and just watched. It looked like she no longer felt the tears that were trickling down the side of her cheeks. Almost like she tried so hard not to blink just so that she would not miss a moment.

I ran over to her and placed my hand on her shoulder. She shoved it off instantly and just stared through. If she stared any harder I was sure that the glass was going to break, but it didn't. She just watched as they pulled machines in from left and right.

It was nerve wracking because the glass was thin enough for one to hear exactly what was going on inside the operating room.

"We need another," was blocked off by, "He's losing more blood," which was covered by, "bring in the transfusion."

A nurse approached us with Adam's belongings or at least what had been inside his pocket. She handed it to Hermione who for the first time looked away from what was going on in the operating room to listen (not to talk) to the nurse.

The nurse had quickly asked a dozen questions, which sounded like a complete, blur to me being that I could still hear what was going on inside the operating room.

"Sorry, his wounds are too bad to take him to the real hospital."

I knew what she meant but couldn't help but ask myself if this one was fake.

After the series of questions and a lot more requests from inside the operating room. Hermione took in a large amount of breath, opened his wallet (which held a picture of him with his arms around Hermione) and pulled out what seemed to be the identification card of Adam.

I caught a glimpse of this and saw what it read.

"I am a Catholic. If during an accident you have access to this card and I am in an uncertain situation please look for a priest and request that my last rights be read. God Bless you."

Below the card there had been Adam's information like his complete name and address, the names of his parents and how to get hold of his legal guardian.

In case my legal guardians are not available please call: Hermione Granger

I never quite understood what people meant when they would say that their heart sank. But at that moment I had felt like, no I knew that my heart went down with the Arizona (see Pearl Harbor).

"These are their numbers." She pointed to a certain part of the card.

"Good, I'll call the priest." The moment the words left the mouth of the nurse Hermione's knees gave in and instinctively I caught her.

"Oh god." She whispered and shook in my arms.

"Doctor, we're losing him." One of the nurses cried.

And in an instant they rolled in the shock thing that I had seen people use in the television shows Uncle Vernon had watched.

"Clear!" He yelled and he pressed both metal plates on Adam's chest. Adam's body convulsed slightly when the electricity shot through him.

This had gone on from time to time. One minute they were trying to fix his wounds and the next they were shocking him trying to get his heart rate up. Hermione put her arms around herself and rocked back and forth after she had regained the strength to stand on her own.

Ginny who I had completely forgotten about spoke up when the priest had arrived. Hermione looked at him like she was ready to take his life but turned back to concentrate on Adam who was still undergoing some forms of revival.

This was the third time the shocker thing was taken out and the nurse that had spoken to us earlier had requested the doctor to step into the operating room.

"What's he doing in there?" Hermione cried angrily. "Get him out! He'll distract the doctors! Get-Him-Out!"

The priest walked over to Adam's body and made some weird hand movement. I'm not certain but it looked like some form of a cross. He began to recite a prayer as the other doctors worked around him.

"This is just precautionary." The nurse tried to calm Hermione.

"No." She whispered

The priest had recited words that I did not understand, phrases that I never heard and the doctor as well as the rest of the nurses spoke a few things that my brain could comprehend.

"In the name of the father," Recited the priest.

"One! Two!" The nurses backed away from Adam.

"And of the son," He was sprinkling some form of water over Adam's body.

"Three!" The doctor bent forward.

"And of the holy Ghost," The priest looked back at the black book he had brought in.

"Clear!" The doctor once again placed metal plates over Adam's chest, this time he did not react.

"Amen." The priest bowed his head.

"Call it." The nurse looked at her wrist.

Those last words, I knew what they meant.

An eerie sound of constant whining was coming from the machine.

Hermione did not turn away from Adam. The people inside the room began to clean up and the priest

A muffled cry left Ginny's mouth. She threw her arms around Hermione who still hadn't moved from where she was standing. I couldn't move.

Adam, was just proclaimed dead when just minutes ago we were having dinner. I looked down at me wrist watch only to see that it was already nine in the morning. Had time taken that much from us?

For what seemed like hours we stood there frozen.

"Excuse me, your friend is going to be brought to the Bahamas Med. You will be able to retrieve his body a few moments after we are able to get an autopsy."

Hermione looked at the girl and nodded. "Okay."

"I think it would be best if you all went to get refreshed before going to the Med." She offered a smile. "And I'd like to offer my condolences to you, all of you"

"Thank you," Hermione nodded. "For everything." She nodded and bit her lip.

"I don't want to ask any rhetorical questions." Ginny looked up at Hermione.

"Just let me know you're here." She shut her eyes and the first tears for Adam's death trickled down almost too slowly. She shook her head and looked at me. "I think you two should go back to the hotel, you might miss the flight. It's at two."

"We're not leaving." I spoke up and was shocked.

"It will be much easier for me." Hermione looked up at me. "There will be so much to do. Adam's parents are on their way as are mine. I don't think I'll be able to handle this many people."

Just moments ago she could barely speak a word and now she was talking like nothing had happened.

"I don't want you to miss school just because of this."

"Hermione, you're our friend." Ginny shook her head. "We're going to be there for you."

"Be there for me in school, please." Hermione smiled. "I'll be fine. I promise. I refuse to let you guys suffer my consequences."

"Adam was our friend, too." I said.

"No!" She yelled. "No he wasn't. He was your friend because of me. Just go."

What was she saying?

She wasn't making any sense.

All these excuses didn't make any sense.

"Please," She begged. "I don't think I'll be able to handle saying goodbye to all of you, twice." She wrapped her arms around Ginny. "I'll see you when I see you."

"But," I began as she put her arms around me.

"I-will-be-fine." She said simply.

"Gin, can I talk to Hermione first?" Ginny took the hint and walked away. "I am not going to leave you." I put held her arms.

"Harry," She struggled free. "Please, just go. We've caused enough trouble as it is."

"Trouble?"

"Harry, Adam is dead because of what I did!" Hermione yelled. "There I said it, are you happy?"

"That's not," I began.

"Yes it is Harry!" She cried in frustration. "This was my mistake."

"It wasn't a mistake."

"Harry," Hermione shook her head trying to hide her tears from me. "Last night,"

I looked at her patiently waiting for her to finish her sentence.

She looked up at me her eyes filled with tears, and so much pain, "was the biggest mistake of my life."

"Don't say that."

"Harry," She stomped her foot. "Look, I don't care how stubborn you are but after everything you've got to realize that we aren't meant to be together. Regardless if it's written in the stars or in the palm of your hands, or in some prophet that was created, you and I will never be an "us." First it was Cho and then Ron. Someone had to die to make me realize this! Why can't you, Harry? What do I have to do to make you see that what I felt for you was nothing but a simple crush."

"That's a lie and you know it." I said fiercely.

She shut her eyes again. She looked up at me again. "It's over."

"What?"

"Everything," she whispered. "Now I'm even wondering if I'm supposed to be your friend."

"Hermione, you're confused and you're suffering from a loss. You do not know what you're saying."

"Yeah, I don't." That statement calmed me down slightly. "But I know what I'm doing. Go, Harry don't make me say anymore than I want to or I'm going to say something I might regret."

"Do you really regret what happened last night?" I asked referring to the kiss.

She looked at me and her nostrils flared slightly, "More than anything in the world. Goodbye, Harry."

And that was the last thing she said to me.

Nothing more.

Nothing less.

And now as I watch as a clear view of Hogwarts arises over the mountains part of my heart wishes that she were right here and the other wishes I had never met her.

A/N: There it is! Only a couple of more chapters left and perhaps a sequel. But before anything else please review the story and let me know how I can improve it more to accommodate your taste for fiction. Thank you for taking the time to read this!

God Bless!

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