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The Second Book in the Mr. and Mrs. Potter series

The Price of Love

Chapter 14: Sweet Dreams

Hermione POV

I was unaware of my surroundings. I opened my eyes and realized I must be dreaming. I was in a large room. I was still dressed in my dress from the dance. The cuts and scrapes were all still there. I stood up and realized I had no more pain. I looked around the room I was in. There were people lined up in rows all staring into the same thing in front. They all looked in about the shape that I was in. They were bruised, had cuts, scars, some of them were even missing pieces of there body. In front of me was the same bowl. It stood up to about my waist. I walked forward and stared into the pool of water. Then an image appeared, it was me. I was being levitated to the hospital wing. I screamed out in horror. I walked back and bumped into something. Or someone.

I turned around and came face to face with Harry. It was the same Harry that I had the cut across his cheek, his fingers were dirty but to me, it was the most beautiful sight in the world. I didn't need to cry. I flung at my boyfriends, wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt his hands slide across my waist.

I quickly pulled apart though. "Harry. Is it really you?" I asked.

"Of course." Harry answered with a smile.

"Where are we though?" I asked.

"It's hard to explain." Harry started. "We are now in a place between the living and the dead."

"Are we dying?" I asked terrified.

"No, we might though. Our bodies are still functioning but we cannot control them anymore. We have to wait here and see for ourselves where we go." Harry explained.

"Where do we go?" I asked.

"Either back to earth, or we die and in that case we either go to heaven or hell." Harry answered me.

"Where do you think we will go?" I questioned him.

"I know your going to make it out of here." Harry said. "But I am in a worse state."

Harry took my hand and led my to another bowl that was right next to mine. I stared down into the water and I saw Harry's body lying on a bed in the hospital wing. Nurses were all over him; even Dumbledore was trying to help. I could hear them talking amongst themselves.

"He is still alive, although I don't know if he will survive." Madame Pomfrey said.

"He was blasted by the Avada Kedavra curse. Harry is the only one to survive it, but twice? It is unheard of." Dumbledore said.

I walked back, covering my ears.

"Hermione." Harry began.

"This can't be happening to us Harry." I muttered.

"I know, and I didn't believe it until," Harry cut off.

"What Harry?" I asked.

His eyes were on he verge of tears again. He looked down at the floor. "Harry what is it?" I asked again taking a step forward.

"I want to show you something." Harry said taking his hand in mine.

He led me though rows and rows of people all of whom I had never met. My feet were tiresome. People that we passed just kept on glaring into their bowls, all filled with water. We rounded a corner until I saw the face of a man that I thought I had died 2 years ago. His black hair shifted as it looked up from his bowl. A smile spread across his face.

"Hello Hermione." He said with a smile.

"Sirius?" I asked.

"Yes, it is me Hermione." Sirius said. He was still wearing the same robes he had on the day he fell through the door.

"But I thought you had died, you fell through the door." I stuttered.

"I am still there. I am floating in the non-gravital space on the other side of the door. I have been here, watching you two for the past two years now. Although time here seems to pass quicker than it does on earth." Sirius answered.

I was still shocked. I turned back to Harry, whose eyes were shining brightly at his godfather.

"But wait, if Sirius is here, then maybe your par-" I stopped in mid sentence.

Harry looked down at me, his emerald eyes poured into mine. I knew that deeply he had missed Sirius and there wasn't a day that went by when his godfather didn't cross his mind.

"Hermione," Sirius began.

"No, I am sorry, I shouldn't be saying such things." I quickly apologized. I said turning back to Sirius.

"No, it's not that, I was just wanted to say something, in case either of you two leave here, any moment." He began. "Somehow, I just knew that the two of you would end up together. Hermione, you reminded me of Lily so much. Not physically but her personality traits. Although at the time, James had already proposed to Lily. I remember it well; he did it in front of the entire school to at Halloween."

"Sirius, maybe it is a little early to be thinking about that." Harry spoke up.

"Harry your seventeen, this is the time in a man life when he thinks about the certain someone he wants to spend the rest of his life with." Sirius spat back.

"Yeah but we have been barely dating for a year." Harry said.

"James and Lily had only been going out for a couple of months when James came up to me. He was going on about how he knew that she was the one and he had asked her parents permission. We thought he was crazy at the time." Sirius explained. "But anyways, when you both leave here, I want you to be great in anything you do."

"Thank you Sirius." I said.

Harry and I walked back to our own bowls. We held hands the entire time. We were nearly there when I noticed the cuts and marks on Harry's faces and mine were disappearing.

"I think we are getting better I said peering into my bowl again and seeing me recover in a bright hospital room. There were flowers besides me. Lavender and Ron were there in the screen watching over me. Lavender was brushing my hair back. Ron was standing in the corner with his hands in his pockets. I could also hear them talking.

"Lavender, we have been here for nearly 3 hours." Ron complained.

"Ron, please don't wine like that." Lavender spoke, not looking at him.

"Why not?" Ron snapped.

"Because she my best friend!" Lavender screamed at him. "I hate being alone in the common room, or at dinner knowing she can barely breath here. I hate the fact where we would meet each other Saturday morning and tell each other how last night was if something happened. I miss knocking on their door Ron and expecting either one of them to answer it."

Lavender had tears in her eyes. She turned back to Ron, his face began full of guilt and Lavender could apparently tell it too.

"Honey I'm sorry," Ron began. "I just-"

"Don't try, I already know what you're going to say, I just think that we could use time alone or some shit like that." Lavender said.

"No I wasn't!" Ron spat back at her.

"Then what were you going to say?" Lavender yelled at him.

"I was going to say I just hate this!" Ron yelled back at her taking a step forward. "I hate knowing that Harry is in the worst state anyone could ever be in. I hate knowing the fact that he probably won't survive. He's hanging on by a thread while Hermione lies there, and we are just waiting for her to wake up."

"Ron, baby," Lavender began but she was interrupted.

"No, don't try. You know why I can't see him, why I don't go and visit Harry?" Ron asked her.

Lavender could only shake her head in reply.

"Because I hate seeing him that way! I miss the days when we would have fun, whether it was Quidditch practice or the Hogsmeade visits. Or even when we were in danger together. From saving Hermione from the troll, getting past Fluffy, the chessboard, going down into the chamber of secrets, winning the triwizard tournament, going into the department of mystery, nothing ever came between us. We are the best of friends and I may never be able to talk to him again!" Ron blasted. His eyes were leaking drops of water that went all over his face.

"Ronnie." Lavender got up and went over to hug her boyfriend. She pulled his head onto her shoulder. Even though Lavender was taller than me, she was still pretty shorter than Ron. "It's okay, he's is going to pull out of it."

I felt Harry's arms slip around my waist. I turned around and faced him. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I forgot the last time we got to do this." Harry whispered.

I smiled as Harry's lips and mine connected. Warmth entered my body and every nerve sparked with happiness. I parted my lips, giving Harry access to enter, but no sooner had the kiss started than someone had interrupted it.

"Harry!" A woman screamed out. Harry pulled apart immediately.

"I know that voice." He muttered.

We both pulled apart and saw a woman running towards us. She had bright red hair and bright emerald green eyes. She was in he mid 20's. A tall man was following her. He had jet-black hair that went in every direction. Round glasses were settled upon his face. Apparently, Harry had recognized them immediately.

"Mum, Dad?" He almost shouted.

Harry started running towards his parents. I began to move but then found it impossible. Everything around me was growing brighter. My body was regaining consciousness. "HARRY!" I screamed out, but I could no longer see him. I feel back into my body and awoke with a start.

I was in the hospital room. Lavender and Ron were sitting in a corner. I sat up straight and was breathing very fast. "HARRY!" I screamed without realizing where I was.

Lavender and Ron jumped back at the sight of me. Lavender quickly got out of her seat and came to my side. "Hermione!" she yelled out.

I looked around, I wasn't with Harry anymore. "Lavender." I panted.

"Hermione, calm down what's wrong?" she asked.

"But…Harry…his parents…Sirius…running…oh my god! Lavender, where is Harry?" I asked all of a sudden.

Lavender looked down. "You'd better follow me then."

I immediately got up out of my bed and followed Lavender. I walked out past the curtains that concealed my bed from the rest of the hospital wing. The rest of the best were empty. Panic ran through my body. Lavender walked up the hospital wing and opened a door at the opposite end of the exit. It was dark inside and she ushered me to go inside. I walked slowly and felt the nightgown I was wearing drag against the ground. I walked past the door and found a switch to turn on the lights. There were no windows. It made a click and brightness filtered through the room. In the center of the room there was a bed, inside it was Harry's sleeping body. There were cuts all over his face still. His glasses were off his face and on a nightstand next to him.

I walked back into the wall. Tears instantly filled my eyes while thoughts immediately filled my mind. 'What were Harry's parents doing there? Could they possibly still be alive in a way? No, that's absurd. Then they must be dead. So does that mean Harry is going to die?'

"I hate to bring bad news Hermione." Lavender said.

I sank down to the floor and curled up into a ball. I covered my hands in my face. I was here all alone, without Harry.