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Warnings: Femmeslash, don't like, don't read

Author's note: Ok, so this fic is not quite going where I want it to go and this will be the last chapter of this story for a while until I re-open it (It is not the end, just a sort-of closing until I figure it out) So without further Ado, chapter 4 of 'Hard to Remember, Impossible to Forget'

Chapter 4

The Portkey

Voldemort had finally found us. Through the manipulation of friends, they had discovered where we were hiding out for the past few years. Fleur looked as ready as ever and as did Harry. Ginny was no where near ready to fight, but the Weasley stubborness was strong in her as well. As for me, I was ready for this fight, no matter the outcome. I was ready because in the end, everyone is destined to die. No one lives forever. And if this be my last day, then I could not think of any better people to be fighting with.

"AVADA KEDAVRA" Belatrix screamed sending the green light directly at Ginny who luckily dodged the flash of death. Ginny fell to the ground as I screamed "Expeliarmus" that affectively disarmed Belatrix for the moment. "Avada Kedavra!" Again I heard the killing curse, only this time, from the tip of Harry's wand. I knew he had the power, but I didn't know that he had the will. This time it hit Belatrix as she was going for her wand. She was dead. However, this was one of about 13 people. Curses were flying everywhere and the confusion was becoming great. I could see Fleur as I was hit with a spell that sent me flying into the wall. I hit with such force that there was a crack in the wall. "HERMIONE!" I heard her say, "Keep fighting Fleur I'm fine." But again I was hit with another curse that sent me back the ground.
Fleur came running towards me dodging spells left and right. "'ermione you cannot do this, I will not allow it. I could not afford to lose you, it would be to great." She kicked down the kitchen table to give me some cover as she could see I was fading in and out of consciousness. "Ginny!" She yelled as she dove behind the table dodging yet another green flash of light. "Ginny," I heard Fleur saying, "You and Hermione are not in a condition to fight. Take this and Hermione. You will go somewhere safe." At this I regained some strength. Whatever had hit me was draining me fast but I could not let Fleur and Harry fight alone. But as if she was reading my thoughts she looked at me. "It will take you to the Burrow."
"Wha-" Ginny said
"I know, but you will find the rest of the living Weasleys there, I am sure of it."

"Fleur, we abandoned that home years ago."
"Trust me."
"Fleur.." I said as I was again slipping out of consciousness " I love you…." That is when I lost complete contact with that fight. I don't remember what else happened. I remember waking up a day later in the Burrow. It had been a long time since I had been here. I had forgotten what it was like. Now it was not warm and comforting as it had been destroyed by Death Eaters. However, the living room was seemingly still in contact. Ginny had started a small fire and was cooking eggs and bacon she had apparently grabbed before grabbing the portkey with me. "'Mione" she said soothingly as I awoke. "Keep laying down, you took quite a blast during the fight."
"THE FIGHT!" I remembered immediately. "My lord, Fleur, Harry! Are they ok?"

"I don't know yet. They havn't contacted us. Fleur sent us here to keep us safe. Hermione you almost died. Another half an hour and you would have lost all the ability to move. Another hour… and well. I think you get the idea." I shuddered at the thought. As I sat up slowly Ginny threw me a bottle of water. "Drink it slowly" And so I did. Thoughts of Fleur were flying in and out of my mind. I couldn't think straight because all I could think of was whether Fleur was dead or alive. "Ginny?" I asked
"Yes?"

"What is the date?"
"June 25th."
"Do you think Harry will make it to his birthday?"
"I believe so. 'Mione don't worry please. You are extremely weak right now I can't bear the thought of losing you. I know you thought you lost me, and in a way, you still havn't gotten me back, but I can't imagine that pain. Not now, not after…everything." Ginny then began crying. That was something that never really happened in all of my years of knowing her. Ginny was extremely strong, but the war had broken her. As it did the rest of my friends. But Ginny was always a rock to me. She never broke down and to see this was heart breaking. I slowly made my way over to her and held her close to me. "Shh, Gin it's ok. I won't leave you. We will make it through. Just like Fleur and Harry will."
"'Mione," she asked wiping her nose and her eyes. She apparently didn't like crying very long. " How do you know they will be ok?"
"I just...do. Or at least I know that even if they don't make it, they died with us loving them."

"What you and Fleur have is rare." another tear streaming down her cheek. She was trying too hard to keep it in like she always had. "I see you guys together and I cannot help but feel like I always knew even though I just recently found out."
"You know Ginny," I smiled, "I get that feeling every time she comes near me." She smiled at this. It was like we were forgetting about the war and it was just us, talking about boys…well, girls and how we miss the antics of Fred and George. An hour or so passed and we were laughing like nothing bad had ever happened to either of us.
"Do you remember those day-dream things Fred and George used to sell?" Ginny asked
"Oh yes. The ones I had were completely embarrassing so I always made up stories. They always had these very sexy women and I was their play thing. One actually had Fleur in it!"
"Are you serious! One of mine, well, a lot of mine had Neville in it and he was always a world-famous Quidditch player. He had the body of a god!" Both of us went into hysterics. The laughter continued for a little while longer when suddenly there was a loud crack. It was Harry. And Fleur in his arms. "No," I heard Ginny says, "Harry, tell me she's ok." The blood had drained from my face. I was trembling and I could not move to see if Fleur was ok. "Harry," I started as tears formed out of no where, "Tell me she is ok."
" 'Mione I am so sorry. I did everything I could. She was fighting like I've never seen someone fight before. She told me to tell you that she loves you, and she did this to keep you safe." I began wailing. I could not believe that my love was dead. I ran to her body and took her out of Harry's arms and laid her on the ground. I put my head to her chest and began sobbing. I grasped her shirt and cried and cried and cried. My heart was being torn into pieces and it was as if everything was falling apart at once. "You said you'd never leave my side Fleur, n-never." Ginny and Harry sat together and watched as I cried. They had no idea what to do and thought it best to let me have my last moments. A few hours later as I had cried myself to sleep on Fleur's dead body, Fred and George had apparated to decide what to do with Ginny and Harry. I awoke to them saying the funeral would be here, at the burrow.
A few days later, we brought your body in a beautiful mahogany casket to the place where me and Fleur shared the most magical day of our lives. It was where we first made love to each other. It had been a hot day and we were seeking relief from the heat. I remember every single taste, touch, smell, and thought that went through me that day. To burry you there seemed only fitting. Before they lowered your body, I was asked to make a speech.
"As many of you know, Fleur was my love, my one and only, my Fleur. She was in every sense a flower and I will always remember every single moment we shared together. But as some of you don't know, Fleur died a martyr. She died to save all of us, fighting Voldemort with Harry, George, Fred, and others to see that Voldemort could not kill more of us any longer" I looked at Ginny who had begun crying, knowing she and I spent the last moments of Fleur's life together in safety, due to her need to keep us safe. " She died a hero. I know many of you have trouble remembering what exactly you said to each other, and what you may have done, but please, please never forget the sacrafice she made to make sure, we were safe, fearless, and most of all, loved." At this her body was lowered into the ground. I laid a single white orchid on the coffin and said my final "farewell."

And so you see, Fleur, I miss you very much and I will continue to visit your grave, remembering how we completed each other. I know that someday I will see you again, but for now, I have to continue living, as you made sure I would. J'taime, Fleur. I love you.

IT'S DONE...but not really. There is more to come. I know I want to do more with this. I feel like its really open ended and so more will come just not any time soon. Possibly a sequel not more chapters. Pleasssse Read and Review! I spent a long time thinking about this chapter! Thanks a ton!

Ps. Soon to come - " A Compilation of Love" my new Hr/F Fic!