Title: Fate's Turns

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Chapter: 2

Harry sat there transfixed at the woman in front of him. She was beautiful, and yet she looked so sad and vulnerable. She had dark circles under her eyes and her eyes held hatred and sadness. He had finally realized that he was being rude and began to speak, "Hello there, how may I help you? I'm Harry and you are?"

"Uh…er…Hi, Harry its me Hermione, I need your help," she was now gathering tears in her eyes, "The death eaters! They've killed my husband! They killed him Harry!"

Harry sat there speechless, it was Hermione. He hadn't seen her in nearly three years. She looked so different, she wasn't the Hermione Granger he had known all those years ago, she was different, she was someone who looked like she didn't know what would happen, what needed to happen.

Many nights before had he thought of her in his bed, dreaming of her smile, her warm gentleness that enveloped him every time she was near. He didn't know how to explain it… His heart raced at her closeness, her beauty was different, yet it attracted him and she drove him crazy just by a single touch. He didn't know how to explain it, until she left his life forever, or as he thought… He had fallen in love with his best friend, Hermione Granger.

He didn't know why she had to leave, she had cut all her connections to the wizarding world. It had made him miserable, he longed for laugh, or just the sound of her soothing voice. He wondered night after night, he waited day after day, until she would return…

Harry then stood up slowly and walked slowly, silence had by now, enveloped the both of them. He couldn't believe it. It was her, the love of his life, it was Hermione Jane Granger. He reached out slowly towards Hermione, when he reached her milky white skin, he caressed her cheek gently and gave her a hug, he just couldn't contain the tears that showed his happiness. He was the happiest he's ever been.

Hermione reluctantly returned his hug. She was happy to have seen him, but she didn't know if she chose wisely by seeing Harry first, she had just lost her husband and she didn't know if she could take any of her confusing feelings. She was confused by her secret longing for his touch, his closeness, his laugh, his smile, and the way he had made her feel safe. Her feeling had led her astray once, and she almost died, but she couldn't let it happen once again, so she forcefully, but reluctantly, pulled away from Harry's hug.

She just couldn't take what was happening, she suddenly felt light headed, and heart began to race. She noticed Harry was about to speak but her body had urged her to run. Run as far as she could. She ran out of Harry's office, out of the ministry, and out of the world she loved.

Harry was shocked. She had gotten out of his life once more. And it broke his heart terrible. How many times he had feared this would happen… But before he could think of anything else about how Hermione had ran out of his life once again, his brain had opened his memory to what had just happened… The death eaters had killed Hermione's husband. He needed to help her, but how would he? He didn't know what was happening? And More Importantly, why would they kill Hermione's husband?

Hermione had once again ran out of the world she loved. She needed to calm down, fury was burning in her stomach. Why was she destined to protect this blasted ord. Why was she the one to retrieve it from Voldemort's last breath? Why was she destined to this life… She didn't know, all she knew was she wanted it to stop…

Author's Notes: Ok… I think I outdid myself with that chapter lol… I loved this chapter and you should too! LOL! Review!