There's always Christmas
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I remember how excited we both were when we both received our letters. Harry finally got accepted into Auror Training and I finally got accepted to that Medical School in Paris. I, Hermione Granger decided to want to be a Healer after the events with Lord Voldermort. Since then Harry and I have been inseparable. Ron always teased us that we would have kids before anyone else in our year. It always got Harry laughing and me blushing pink. It was a good laugh. Speaking of Ron, he got scouted to play for Puddlemore United under the watchful eye of Oliver Wood. He left two weeks back and now its' our turn.
Three years without Harry. He would be full time living in Scotland training to be an Auror while I'll be in Paris becoming a Healer. Three years without him. I couldn't stay 3 weeks without him let alone three years. We both agreed to pursuer our careers even though Harry could have gone straight into the Auror department after defeating the Dark Lord but he wanted to prove that there was more to his name. Harry wanted to take on the training just like everyone else. He's not alone though. Neville will be joining him as well for the next three years. Many things will change after that. I'll be in Paris. The city of romance without Harry. What the point of going? After the war I got a whole new perspective when I was healing Harry personally when he got seriously injured. I was worried and assisted Madame Pomfrey in healing him. She was really proud. She recommended I become a Healer in the first place. Harry supported me 100 even though he knew I would be going to Paris.
The trains' blew their last whistle and it was time to leave. Once we get on the train it would be three years before we'd see each other. Our training did give us Christmas break off but it wasn't enough. My tears kept spilling as I held onto him for dear life. Many things will change in the next three years. But I know one thing. My feelings for him will never change. Harry kissed the top of my head and gave me a small smile letting me knew that everything will be okay.
"I'll see you during Christmas." He brushes the tears from my face and I just nod trying to convince myself that he'll keep his word
"I'll miss you." I give him a kiss and I turn around to catch my train to Paris.
Harry catches my wrist, and just his touch sends shivers up my spine. He holds me within his arm span and says "I love you okay?" he lets me go and kisses my cheek. He takes his duffle bag and slings it over his shoulder and starts walking towards his train. Those three words never came out of our mouths knowing we only should use it when we really mean it. I'm standing, stunned at what he said. I always knew he loved me but he's just never said it. I never said it either but if I don't say it now, he'll never know.
"Harry!" I scream. He turns around and looks at me with a goofy grin. "I love you too!"
"I know." He smiles at me and then continues to walk after his train. He's not the only one smiling. I run for my train and just thinking how fast three years will go by. As Harry says there's always Christmas.
We both depart from Kings Cross and the thought of Harry just fills my heart. We both look forward to what our training will bring and what our future will bring after three years. Even though we're miles apart our hearts still stay close together never separating because I know I'll be with him again real soon.