-1Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter he and the characters belong to JK. Rowling. Don't own the song, it belongs to Kate Winslet.
Here
I stand alone
With this weight upon my heart
And it will not
go away
In my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the
start
Wondering what it was that made you change
It had been three years since the war had ended, Voldemort defeated, The whole Wizarding world rejoiced. But just a mere six months ago, twenty year old Harry Potter had died of cancer on the brain. No-one knew he was ill, not even himself. The one person who knew him better than Dumbledore, Hermione, had know something was wrong, but she could not point out what.
Well
I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question
keeps on spinning in my mind
Here she now stood, in the fields of Godric's Hollow, beside her best friend's grave, her crush for many years had left her.
What
if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If
I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
Maybe things would have been different if I had told him I loved him. She thought sadly. "Why did you leave, Harry. Why?" she whispered to the black, shiny marble gravestone, as if hoping it would talk back to her. The gravestone read:
Harold James Potter,
31st July 1980- 19th September 2000
Beloved friend, son, nephew and consoler.
The-Boy-Who-Lived and defeater of the Dark Lord.
Died of brain cancer and now rests in the peace of the heavens with his parents, headmaster and Godfather.
Many
roads to take
Some to joy
Some to heart-ache
Anyone can
lose their way
And if I said that we could turn it back
Right
back to the start
Would you take the chance and make the change
The night Harry died,
Hermione & Ron refused to believe it. They both thought that he
would just bounce back and say 'Ha, fooled you. You all thought I
died.'
But it never happened.
Do
you think how it would have been sometimes
Do you pray that I'd
never left your side?
"You promised us all forever, Harry." she weakly told he grave. "I love you …"
What
if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If
I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
She had contemplated using the Time Turner to bring him back, then her dreams and hopes crashed before her as she remembered… There was no set-in-stone cure for a cancer too far gone.
If
only we could turn the hands of time
If I could take you back
would you still be mine
The Wizarding world got wind of their saviour's sudden death. To them all, it was a great loss. Even in the Muggle World, where very few people knew him. His aunt Petunia, Aunt Marge, Uncle Vernon and cousin Dudley were also grief-stricken, no matter how much they hated him.
'Cos
I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question
keeps on spinning in my mind
"Harry, I'll be with you soon." Hermione whispered. Ron walked up to her and wrapped an arm around her.
"He loves you, you know." he told her.
"Why did he leave then?" Hermione whispered again, tears running endlessly down her thin, pale face.
What
if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
What if I had never walked away
'Cos I still love you more
than I can say
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could
only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
We'll never
know
Three days later, Hermione was found dead in her bed. The Muggle doctors and the St. Mungo's healers felt she had died of a broken heart and her grief had finally overcome her within six months. Next to her red, satin sheeted bed, lay a letter on the mahogany bedside table.
It read:
I don't fear death. I know my time's near and I'm neither happy, nor scared or sad. Just emotionless. I don't know why, for once, this walking dictionary/encyclopaedia/bookworm does not have an answer. Ronald, f you read this, look after Ginny, she needs help with Harry's baby now more than ever. Please. Don't disown her anymore. And as my final, death request, I want to be near Harry.
All my love,
Hermione Jane Granger.