"'Moine! "he greeted her "How was your day?"
"Hi Harry" she said leaning in to give him a quick kiss. "It was a very good day actually, I have wonderfull news for you." She had gotten his attention, he was curious.
"Well then, lets get a glass of butterbeer and we can go into the living room, you can tell me all about it" And that they did, once sitting on the loveseat she turned towards him.
"I've found a spell" she began "that would be really useful to us." she dragged on the suspence
"Come one already" he said as he tickled her sides " tell me!"
"Of alright. i found a spell that can find the souls of people who died in the wrong time or unrightlfully. You know people who didn't deserve it. And those souls are brought into portraits but instead of just waving and smiling, they talk and interact and basically live in their frames." She smiled at him and looked at him for his response. He sat there looking like he hadn't heard any of it but out of nowhere he jumped up hugged her closely and let out a small
"Hooray!" he did a small dance and looked at her " so you mean we could bring back, Ron, Sirius, my mom and dad, and everyone else we wish?" he asked his girlfriend
"thats what the book said." Hermione smiled at him as she took out a piece of parchement and showed it to Harry, the notes were a spell -a ritual actualy- that was the only way to bring them back.
They set to work right away, gathering the equipment they would need which meant they had to go to the Gringotts, into his parents volts to get a picture of them, they already had all the pictures of everyone else. They found the perfect ones, one of each, Lily was looking at the camera sideways and behind her a scenery of a lake was glitering in the sun. James was standing under a tree they both looked like they were about 20. When they got back to Harry's flat they took out the cauldron they would need. Put in the first picture, Lily, and pointed their wands at it saying specific words and thinking precise thoughts they made appear liquides and smokes of different colors they let it soak for exactly three minutes and drained the cauldron in the bottom was a portrait, the scenery was gone but Lily was there, looking the same. Harry cast the "espeekiro" spell and the portrait shook it's head and smiled "Hi, I'm Lily. and you are?"
"I'm Harry" he answered and Hermione introduced herself aswell. Harry was glad to see his mother knew who he was and she was very interested in his life.
They did the same for each picture in turn but didn't bother bringing the portraits to life until they were done with all the pictures in the potion. They had James, Remus, Sirius, Ron, and Dean they also had most significant people in their lives.
One tiny problem, when they tried to make the portraits live, like they had done to Lily. James came back, no problem same for Remus and a few other people but when they tried to give some form of life to Ron, Sirius and Dean the portraits turned blank and the message said "These souls were ready to leave, they cannot be retrieved." and faded. Harry was devastated, he was looking foward to seeing Sirius and Ron. They were the closest people that were dead and remained close to his heart, more so than his parents because he had actually known them. He looked at Hermione and asked why they couldn't come back, Hermione (with tears in her eyes) answered that what the portraits had said was right, they were all in battle at the time of their deaths. They had all known they could die.
Every day Harry would speak with his parents and Remus. And above that, he smiled wider now he spent more time with Hermione. He carried a secret with him, he knew something that she would eventually find out, she would find out soon.
They had a date that night, they were going ou to diner and then for a walk on the beach. Harry brought something along. Diner was wonderful, italian food, Hermione's favorite. Later as the sun was setting they made their way to the closest beach, walking along the shore hand in hand their free hands carrying their shoes. Harry stopped short.
"Whats wrong Harry?" Hermione asked as he dropped down on one knee. She then whispered "Oh my god".
"Hermione throughout my whole life you are the one who has always been by my side, you've not once let me go throught something impossible alone, even if i tried to make you. We had a hard time telling eachother how we felt back in seventh year.I won't let bad timing get in my way again" he smiled as he pulled the ring out of his pocket still in it's navy blue box. "Hermione, you are the only one I have ever loved, Will you marry me?" he openned the box to reveal his mothers engagement ring, it was an emerald surounded by two smaller saphires on a golden band. She gasped.
"Oh, Of course i'll marry you Harry!"She shrieked and jumped into his arms.
The wedding day arrived and the wedding area was full of guests. The wedding was being held at Hogwarts, the only place they saw fit. Hermione was in her old dormitory (it was summer) getting ready. Ginny was with her puffing her veil and fixing her hair. The butterflies in her stomach were only surpassed by the big smile on her face. "Ginny I can't believe I'm marrying Harry! I dreamed of this day when I was younger." the bride said to the maid of honor.
Ginny, still sad because of her brother's death, said "I'm really happy for you but I wish Ron could've been here" Hermione agreed.
Harry was in his dormitory and he was lacing his shoes. Neville was with him, they had grown much closer since the war and he was chosen as Harry's Best man. It was time to go to the alter. "Ok Harry, this is it" Neville smiled "Are you ready?" Harry nodded.
"I love her, nothing could ruin this day."
Harry was standing at the front of the isle, near the alter. He waited as the bridesmaids and the maid of honor came foward, he was growing more and more nervous. He was so anxious to start the 'forever' of marriage. Finally Hermione appeared and smiled at him through her veil. He smiled back happily. She walked towards him with elegance and poise. Finally she stood next to him, he took her hands and they looked at the priest, wearing identical grins.
"Dearly beloved, we have gathered here today to witness the union Of Harry James Potter and Hermione Jane Granger in holy matrimony..." The priest went on about the sanctity of marriage but the young soon to be newlyweds were too busy stairing at eachother to notice."... Do you, Harry James Potter, take Hermione Jane Granger as you lawfully wedded wife to have and to hold as long as you both shall live?" the priest asked.
"I do" he answered with a big smile toward his bride.
"Do you, Hermione Jane Granger, take Harry James Potter as you lawfully wedded husdand to have and to hold as long as you both shall live?"
"I do" she said.
CRASH! BOOM!
Many noises came flying their way and fifty or so Death Eaters came out of nowhere firing spells, curses and jinxes in every direction. Hermione was hit first, an Imperius Curse to the chest. Her controler gave her strict orders, strict but simple, to kill herself. And that she did, she took her wand, pointed it directly to her chest and proudly said, without hesitation "Avadra Kedavra".
Harry was crushed, he took his anger out on everything and everyone around him, he killed numerous Death Eaters. Finally with some of his guests bodies littering the ground along with his Death Eater victims he finished killing them off and made his way to his late new wife. Tears blurred his vision as he bent down to pick her up. He sat down with her upper-body on his lap. "Why Hermione? Why?" he yelled out to the sky, a now grayish color took over the sky and no trace of the sun was there. " How can I go on without you? No Ron, No you, I'm finished my job. I killed Voldemort and now I probably killed the rest of the Death Eaters. The only reason for me to stay was you" he cried into her hair "I'm not staying if you aren't here" he raised his wand to his chest and repeating what she had done he exclaimed "Avadra Kedavra" and his body fell to the ground, dead before he hit it.
And that's how the Potters died, together, on their wedding day.