Chapter 2 Need Me – 3 Days Before the Final Battle
"Don't worry, Harry. Everything will be alright. After all, you're a great wizard." Hermione smiled at her best friends. How had she become so lucky? She had never had such friends before. Actually, she had never had friends. No one wanted to get to know her because she was such a bookworm. And now, she not only had two of the truest friends she could ever want, she was also one of the reasons that they had made it so far into the war. After Dumbledore's death, she had started training sessions while they were looking for the Horcruxes.
Reminiscing, she realized that yes. They had their arguments, what group of friends didn't? But in the end, they stuck to each other. Trusted each other. And that, she decided, was why they would win. Because they were more than willing to die for each other, having come close several times in the past.
Hermione beamed, her honey brown eyes warm as she looked at Harry, reading finally, Hogwarts, A History, then at Ron, passed out from his extra training session with Professor Lupin. As Hermione smiled sadly, tears shimmered in her eyes. I'm so glad I met them. They are the only ones who gave me a real chance. I'm their friend, and they need me, the know-it-all. They really need me.
It is a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.