A/N: Wow, I haven't updated this story for awhile now. HEY? Where are my reviews? Don't make me cry or I'll stop writing as good as those other stories you guys are reviewing on like crazy! LoL Just kidding, here enjoy this long awaited chapter..for those who read chapter one!
The pain was killing him from head to toe, and the only thing his mind told him to do was run. He was running out of the ruins, to find new hope and to find a way to start this from the beginning. Suddenly, he stopped in front of the once bright Gryffindor common room. It was no different from his, but it was for the girls. Hermione, Harry whispered to himself, tears forming from behind. He wondered if there was anything left of hers, maybe things he could keep as fond memories were torn from his mind. He slowly walked in, careful not to trip over the large amount of debris lying about. He was in, and came across many beds, finding one that appeared to have well used and torn clothes. He gave a small smile to the memory of the bright and loveable witch Ginny Weasley. His eyes watered, Harry remembering the times they shared and the friendship he'd always cherish. He walked along some more, and stopped dead in his tracks at the bed in front of him. His trail of tears was worse than before, the bed with the books scattered about, orange cat hair found on the ground, the broken quills and ripped parchment, all belonged to her, Hermione. Harry gasped and walked towards the books, each torn page highlighted and folded. Harry forced a small smile and remembered all the time he found her nose constantly in the books helping not only herself, but him too.
Harry and Hermione were in the library, discussing counter curses and other powerful spells that would work against evil. They spent their two weeks together, staying up all night and day and cherishing every minute. Of course Ron, Ginny and Luna tuned in to be with them but they soon realized the amount of attention Harry and Hermione were giving to only each other for they just talked among themselves. As for Harry and Hermione, they made a promise the night after they confessed their feelings for one another, to love each other every day and ever to say goodbye and have the belief of never seeing each other again. Harry decided for the best, not to worry about leaving to battle Voldemort until the day actually came. Hermione helped him through these times, snogging him senseless every time he brought it up. Today, they were in the library, looking through several books in need of answers. Harry looked up from his book, and found Hermione was frustrated for she couldn't find any thing useful for him. He saw that she was frantically highlighting and folding pages in the books. He smiled slightly and thought of a way to make her calm and relax.
"Hermione, your folding school property! Oi, your even coloring in them!" he said sarcastically.
Hermione looked up and Harry found her curly bushy hair pushed over her shoulders and small strands pulled way to the front to make her look even more beautiful than ever.
"Well, Harry I'm trying to find spells and since I'm not in the proper mood to memorize and we have lot's more books left to search through, I'm highlighted instead!"
She gave a seductive smile, which made Harry shiver with pleasure and she went back to her book. He wanted to see more of that smile and maybe even more for he reached for a book and tore a page out. Hermione immediately dropped her book when hearing the sound, and she watched him, shocked with her mouth wide open.
"Harry James Potter! Please tell me I did NOT see you destroy school property!"
"Well what are you going to do? Punish me?"
Hermione stood up and walked towards Harry. He stood up as well, folding his arms in front of his chest as she rested her hands on her hips.
"You know it! Follow me Mr. Potter."
"Yes ma'am."
They smiled, and Hermione bit her lower lip as she grabbed for his tie and pulled him with her towards the only disclosed place in Hogwarts on a school day, the Broom Closet.
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Ron and Ginny were talking when suddenly they heard moans and groans coming from behind the broom closet door. Scared, they ran off not knowing or wanting to know what was making the noise behind that locked door.
Harry cried and laughed for all the times they spent snogging in that closet. He continued to look around, and noticed an opened book on her bed, pictures inside. He walked over and picked up the book to find that it was her school photo album! He looked through it and saw pictures of her parents, them as the trio, then pictures of only Ron, Ginny and of course Harry. Some pictures showed her and Harry embracing each other like regular friends (so it seemed at the time), them throwing snowballs, and them together dancing at the Halloween ball. He noticed the Halloween picture, it showed Harry (in his Qudditch uniform) and Hermione (dressed in a gorgeous gown fit for a bride) together, him picking her up and spinning her around. He saw the happiness in her face and he couldn't believe at how he never realized at that moment he loved her! He looked back at the pictures of them together and he noticed the way she looked in all the pictures, how she moved and the warm loving expressions revealed on her face. Harry placed his finger tips on her lips in the picture (the close up of her and him together in the snow), wishing she was here right now with him instead of the picture. Suddenly, the image of Hermione stood still, staring right at Harry. It seemed like she was looking deeply in his eyes. He continued to slowly trace her lips, tears falling and landing on the picture trembling in his hand. The image of Hermione continued to stare smiling and watching him as if she knew something he didn't. Harry moved his fingers away and closed the book before his tears would soak the page completely. He tucked the album under his arm and decided it was time to leave. While walking out, he heard a faint whisper call from behind.
"Harry…"
He turned around, hoping to see Hermione smiling, with that expression of hope and love he missed. But she wasn't there, only the ruins and remains of her room. He sighed, held back the tears and killed away the last remaining hope in him and turned to leave. He was halfway out of the school for good, for he suddenly stopped and wanted to visit one last place he had in mind. He knew this place was special, and hard on him for it was the room he spent his last day with her. He walked into the boy's common room and found his bed to be in mint condition. He walked over and fell back on it, clutching on to her memories and letting hid tears drown him. He closed his eyes and sighed as he cried remembering the last memory of her before she…died.
It was the night prior to Harry leaving to face Voldemort. Both had placed themselves under Harry's invisibility cloak and snuck up to his common room where girls weren't allowed at this time of night. Once up there, Hermione placed a charm that secured them from the world outside. The charm held the noise they make to be heard only between them and no one else. They were sitting on his bed and consumed in silence. Harry had no idea what to say. They hid the fear for this night and now it was dreadfully here killing them both.
"Well, Hermione would you mind running over some spells?"
She finally looked up at him, her face glowing with sadness and little hope.
"Ok darling. Name all 4 counter curses used against the less powerful unforgivable curses."
Harry named them all, surprised at himself for how much he remembered. Hermione looked rather pleased as she leaned over and kissing him, holding on as if he were leaving at that moment.
"Good job Harry! But are you good enough when the time comes?"
She pulled away and the look of hope in her eyes was gone. He didn't want the feeling to leave, he wanted her to feel hope for he hugged her again. But she pulled away again, tears running.
"Harry…this is crazy! You shouldn't have to go! At least not now!"
"Hermione babe, we agreed to-"
He was stopped by her hand being placed gently on his mouth.
"I know, but that was 2 weeks ago! You have to leave tomorrow! Even if Ron and I come to help, were useless against Voldemort. I can't stand the fact of losing you, I love you so much."
He felt horrible inside, he didn't want this. Not when just 2 weeks ago he confessed something that he should've said years ago. She was crying and he found himself doing the same.
"I'm sorry Hermione. At least you'll be with me, helping me some what. I can't ask for any more. I promise to make sure you wont get hurt."
He rubbed the back of his hand against her cheek. She closed her eyes, smiling and enjoying the feeling of pleasure rushing through her body.
"You have to save yourself too Harry! I won't let you-"
She couldn't finish the sentence for she was sobbing louder than ever. Harry quickly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in and rubbing her back to calm her down. Her head rested on his shoulder, and she held on to him as he did the same. She tugged at his shirt, having each sob soak his shoulder.
"Harry, what if you can't win?"
"I
will, I promise."
She stopped crying so hard and titled her head
up to look at him. She smiled slightly hoping he was right. From that
moment Harry crushed his against hers. She reacted quickly, both
being swept off their feet and Harry pulling her down on the bed with
him. Together they kissed, made love and thought of nothing but of
the times they shared and the hopeful future that laid for them after
Voldemort.
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It was late, and Harry and Hermione were slowly falling asleep. She was resting her head on his chest, enjoying the sound of his heart beat and the slow rising of his chest. Harry sighed in happiness for what had just happened.
"Harry, will you be here in the morning to say goodbye?"
"Of course, but the goodbye won't be forever. It never will be."
She smiled and they kissed desperately one last time before falling asleep.
Harry opened his eyes, tears dried on his face and blocking those waiting to fall. He remembered the promise he made for her. Goodbye wouldn't be for forever, but he was wrong. It was, he left that morning, and made love to her before leaving. He said I love you, she said it back adding a hopeful kiss. He went to say goodbye and she stopped him. She told him, "Don't. You know your coming back. Besides, Ron and I will be with you soon." He survived, Ron did as well but she didn't. It wasn't fair, they held a promise and it was broken. There had to be a way to see her again, he never broke any promises and he had to get her back. He couldn't live like this, alone and without her. He was a complete mess without her, and he needed her badly. He sat up, thinking of a way to bring her back, or at least to see her again. Suddenly it hit him, he knew exactly where to go. He got up and ran, passing the final days of Hogwarts and through the streets ignoring the glances of curious muggles. He finally reached his destination; he went in the elevator and gave it the information it needed. Once he was inside, he ran using the strong memories of 5th year to guide him. He made it and saw it from above. The stairs were still intact and he slowly walked up them. Memories of seeing his godfather fall and die before his eyes was hard enough than thinking of actually seeing Hermione again. He walked up and saw the veil swaying gracefully. He took a deep breath and pulled it back. His jaw dropped and he fainted feeling his body slowly hitting the floor through the veil.
