Author's Notes:
Chapter 11: Harry and the London Bridge
What will happen to Harry?
Disclaimer: I don't own anything here…
Hermione immediately packed her suitcases when Harry let her go. "Thank you so much, Harry…" she kept saying. She stuffed two suitcases with her clothes. She magically made two large boxes and placed her books and some of her other belongings in it. She also made the two large boxes smaller and placed it in her pockets.
She carried her suitcases downstairs and headed straight for the door. She did felt guilty when she was at the door. "Harry…."
Then, she opened the door and left. She didn't look back as she hailed a cab and headed to Draco's place.
Hermione got off and paid the cab driver when she was in front of Draco's apartment. She knocked on his door. Draco opened the door and rubbed his eyes. "Herm…" he murmured. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm living with you from now on." Hermione said happily.
Draco answered, "Please repeat it. I'm half asleep."
"I-am-living-with-you-now!" Hermione said slowly.
Draco was dumbfounded. "Are… you sure Potter won't mind?"
Hermione showed Draco her hand. "He broke off the engagement this morning."
Draco hugged Hermione. "Oh… Mi… I'm so happy." Draco let her inside and carried her stuff. "So why did Potter broke it off."
Hermione explained the whole situation to Draco when they were seated in Draco's living room. Draco smiled after Hermione finished explaining. "Wow… He really lost it… You were already offering to marry him and he declined."
Hermione answered. "He just wanted my happiness, Draco."
"I'm glad he finally did the right thing for once." Draco said. Then, he kissed her. She kissed him back. Now, they could live happily ever after.
Harry heard the door close. He still sat on his bed, recalling everything. Then, he looked at himself. He was wearing black pants and a dirty red shirt. "I look like a bum."
He entered the shower and took a nice bath. He wore his blue shirt and a new pair of boxers Hermione folded last night. He wore his black pants again. He combed his hair in silence.
He went downstairs and mixed himself a cup of coffee. He mixed it slowly and drank it slowly as well.
Harry decided he needed to go outside. He wandered around the streets of London until it was eight in the evening. He hadn't eaten lunch and dinner.
Because of depression and hunger, he unknowingly wandered toward the London Bridge. He went over the railing and had thoughts on committing suicide.
He screamed. "I DON'T WANT TO LIVE ANYMORE! I LOST THE ONLY GIRL I LOVE! I'M ENDING IT RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, SO HELP ME GOD!"
Harry was about to jump when a familiar voice said, "DON'T DO IT, HARRY!"
Author's Notes: I don't like this chapter. Why?
It's too short.
It has a cliffhanger. Nick-Nack-Black knows who she is already.
I made Hermione look ignorant of Harry's feelings.
I made Harry into a crazy person who wanted to commit suicide.
Review okay? And look forward to the person who's gonna save Harry.