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Chapter 15: 15 Reasons

Hermione POV

How do you continue to live when you don't have anything to live for anymore? Life for me changed completely when I woke up the next morning and realized that Harry would not be there to greet me. Everyday my heart drew darker and colder. I couldn't concentrate on anything, anymore. Nor could I dream peacefully. Memories of that night turned all of my dreams into nightmares.

A week after I awoke, Professor Dumbledore summoned me to his office during Defense Against the Dark Arts. I didn't speak at all as I sat down in a chair in front of his desk.

"Thank you for coming Miss Granger." Dumbledore began. "I am sure that you are already fully aware of why you are here."

I nodded my head in reply.

"Then I need you to be brave and tell me exactly what happened at Malfoy Manner a month and a half ago." Dumbledore said.

I looked down and kept my eyes on the floor. I had been in a coma for over a month, as a matter of fact, Christmas holidays were drawing very closer. Of course I had my heart on staying here with Harry. I took it all out of my mind and begin telling the dreaded story that lurked through my nightmares. I told him everything, from Lucius and Draco torturing me to Harry and I seeing his parents. Dumbledore sat there quietly until I finished. Then came the question that had been filling my mind. "Headmaster, why did Harry and I see his parents?" I asked him.

Dumbledore sat silently for a minute then lifted his head. "I happen to come up with two theories. One is that Lily and James had both heard about what had happened to their son and went to go and see him. Or, that Harry is passing on. But then if that was the case then why are you hear with us?" Dumbledore answered my question.

"But if I fell back here, couldn't it still be possible that he is dying?" I asked shakily.

"Slightly." Dumbledore responded.

We both sat in silence, I continued to stare at the floor. I still wasn't comfortable talking about Harry to anyone, of course I told my parents what had happened though. Lavendar and Ron perfectly knew well what I was going through but they did not know my pain. "Hermione," Dumbledore began. "You are one of the smartest witches that has come through this school. You knew that it was dangerous just to be his friend, but you went further and became his girlfriend, and after all that has happened to you, you stayed by his side. Why?"

I snapped my head up at looked straight up at him. "What exactly are you asking me?" I questioned him back.

"Well first off, why were you friends with him?" Dumbledore restate the question.

I thought to myself for a minute. No one had ever asked me this before. I remembered back to when I first met Harry and our first year. Then second, third and fourth until it suddenly came to me. "Because he needed me and I needed him. I never had a real friend until I met Harry." I answered.

"Now, why did you start dating him?" Dumbledore pestered.

This was an easy one. "Because he cared about me."

"And why did you stay by his side?"

"Because I love him."

Later I found myself sitting in a chair in my room. I was writing in my journal again. I was barely on the second sentence when I threw it down in frustration. I buried my face into my hands. My room was quiet and cold. Outside my window, stars were twinkling in the sky. I got up from my chair and pulled my school robe on. I pinned my 'Queen' badge on the front of my robes. I went through the bathroom and found myself in Harry's room. Usually, I avoided coming in here. But it was past hours and I needed his invisibility cloak.

I rushed over to his closet and flung the door open. The cloak was lying in the corner. I slipped the door open to the hospital wing and closed it behind me. I began to walk over to the room Harry was located in when I noticed that people were already inside it. The light was on and I could see shadows of people inside. I tiptoed over to the room, with the invisibility cloak still on me and poked my head inside.

Madame Pomfrey, Professor McGonagall, and Dumbledore were all standing around Harry's body.

"It's amazing." McGonagall began.

I moved in the corner of the room and could now barely see Harry's face.

"Nothing like this has ever been reported. Should we wake Miss Granger up Headmaster?" McGonagall asked.

"I don't think she should be bothered at the moment. I mean look at all the stuff she has been through. And just because he has started to breath on his own now doesn't call for her at the moment." Dumbledore answered.

'He was breathing on his own accord now? Is that supposed to mean that he is getting better?'

"But I doubt she would be sleeping anyways. I mean lately in her classes, she is acting although she doesn't even care anymore." McGonagall began. "Anyone can tell she cared the most about Harry."

"Of course she did. She stayed with by Mr. Potter's side through everything. She's had the worst dreams; she has even felt pain in them." Madame Pomfrey said.

"Well of course there is no other explanation for it. She is in love." Dumbledore spoke up.

'Of course I am in love with Harry, anyone can see that.'

"He still won't come out of this coma though. How long do you think he is going to be like this?" McGonagall asked.

"As long as it takes." Madame Pomfrey answered her.

Madame Pomfrey and Professor McGonagall left the room and Dumbledore stared and then looked straight at me.

'Can he see me?'

"I assumed you would be here tonight Miss Granger." Dumbledore spoke up.

I pulled the invisibility cloak off of me and threw it on the floor besides me.

"And I see you have a knack for picking up your boyfriends talents." Dumbledore said again.

"Is he going to pull through it?" I asked.

"We still don't know, but his chances just shot up." Dumbledore said.

"Well, that is good news, isn't it?" I asked.

"Most people would see it that way." Dumbledore answered me. "But I suppose that you would want to be alone with Harry now."

Dumbledore moved to the door but stopped at the doorway and looked back at me. "Miss Granger I noticed that you were planning on staying in Hogwarts over the Christmas Holidays."

I nodded my head in response. There was no way that I was going to go home while Harry was like this.

"Well, I think it would be best if you got out of the school and went to your parent's house over the summer. I am limiting down the restriction on people visiting Harry. I have already informed Miss Brown and Mr. Weasley." Dumbledore said.

"But that's not fair!" I almost shouted.

"Miss Granger, I know you have every right to be mad at me." Dumbledore said.

"Damn right I am. What kind of person would I be if Harry woke up and someone told him 'I'm sorry, Hermione isn't here, she is with her parents enjoying her vacation.?'" I let all my fury out.

"Miss-" Dumbledore began.

"Do you have any idea what it was like for me over summer? I didn't see him for two months and I had only small little letters from him telling me how much he missed me and how forward he was looking to when we would meet again. Well this time he can't even write. And there would be no point in writing to him now, since he can't read either." I yelled.

"Miss Granger I never said that you would enjoy your holiday because you haven't been enjoying anything lately." Dumbledore spoke up.

"Well how can I?" I asked. "With my boyfriend on the brink of death, how can I enjoy the sunlight?. How can I enjoy birds chirping in the morning when Harry could die any minute? I almost died down there."

"And apparently you never found how to live."

"There is no point of living when I don't get to see Harry smiling back at me. When I have to walk down a corridor and see other people giving me funny looks. I hate this!"

"Miss Granger, I will not have anymore talking about this matter; I refuse you permission to stay at Hogwarts over the Winter Holidays. Good evening, I wouldn't try to stay here too long as well." Dumbledore closed the door as he left.

I ignored it. Harry would understand, he could be watching me right now. But maybe when you could start breathing on your own, you aren't in that place anymore. I walked over to Harry's side and saw that the supporters have been taken off of him. His chest was now moving up and down.

All the hatred that had filled me when I was mad at Dumbledore had now left. I wanted to cry. Harry was most likely going to be okay. I pulled the chair that was by the corner and sat down looking at his face. Most of the cuts were healed up, it was perfectly clean. His scar was still deeper than it had been before. I reached out with my left hand and touched his hand that was resting by his side. With my right I brushed back his hair. As I let go it just went back into place.

"Oh Harry." I almost whispered.

Harry still didn't move, the air grew cold around me. Sometimes the only hope I found was just sitting here. Although now I knew that Harry could wake up at any moment, I was growing inpatient.

"Harry, please wake up. I need you, so bad." I said. "Remember last year when we went to my parents house over the holidays. We could go again. Remember Christmas night when we went out in the back and had it all to ourselves. What about the Winter Ball, how can I start the dancing by myself? Do you expect me to walk down all the way to our table by myself? What about Ron? He misses you. The Quidditch season has been postponed because of you. Well, what about Lavender? She is worried sick about you. Now, I am going to sound like a brain but what about our N.E.W.T.?s? I mean, what about our futures, the rest of our life's? What about Hedwig, I mean I can barely handle Crookshanks as it is. You know I have gotten letters everyday from Mrs. Weasley about how you are. The entire Wizard world is worried about you. I mean you and I made the front page of the Daily Prophet and they still have articles everyday on you. Harry you did it, you defeated Voldemort. Now wake up and life the rest of your life. Please, please Harry please. Do it for me, it not for anything else. How I am suppose to live without you? How am I suppose walk down the corridors without you by my side? Harry, I love you, please wake up, please Harry please."

I found tears coming down the sides of my face. I ignored them and let them drop. Why did this have to happen to him? "Common Harry, I gave you 15 reasons. Please just wake up and take all this misery away from me."

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