Disclaimer: I do not own any of JKR characters, objects, spells or anything else... You know that story, right?
Summary: Harry Potter decided to come back to Hogwarts for his last year. Lord Voldemort still didn't attack and no one from the wizarding community believe that he will attack anytime soon. What will happen? Is the wizarding community right? And what about Harry?
Because of her... - part 3
Next morning Harry woke up before his roomates. He already used to be awake in the dawn. It was happening since last day of the last term. Luckily he was able to fall asleep at all. Once again everything played in front of his eyes. He still remembered every single thing. But he didn't want to see all of that happening again. It was hard enough when it happened first time. Quickly, he threw the blankets off his body, stood up and dressed himself. Without waking Ron or anybody else, he silently walked out of the dormatory leaving cloak and all his books inside. He still didn't have schedule for today so he didn't even know which classes and professors he had to bare today.
Just like every other morning, he was anxcoius to get his copy of the daily prophet. He had to stay well informed. Voldemort knew every single thing, he didn't have to question that. That was for sure. All of his Death Eaters were by his side and he was getting new followers. The Order was getting new followers too but the fact was that still wasn't enough. He slightly shook his head. Thinking about this won't change anything and he really didn't want to mess up his entire day. He pushed the large doors of the Great hall and walked in. Only few Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs were sitting at their tables and silently eating and chatting. He walked over to the Gryffindor table and took a seat. In that very moment, an owl flew over his head and dropped Daily Prophet by his plate. He immediately grabbed it and searched trough the pages.
Harry looked up from the Gryffindor table. For few seconds he was simply glancing around and then his eyes turned to the entrance into the great hall. A bunch of first years bursted in. Just like always when he saw new students, he smiled. They were so funny, and they looked so innocent. He sighed and looked back at the headline in the front page of the Daily Prophet he was holding in his hand.
Things weren't going well. Not well at all. He read first few lines once again even though he already knew the article by heart. He read it so many times this morning. A new death... Another person died. He put the newspaper down on the table and leaned back on the cold wall. He closed his eyes feeling as the coldness is running trough his body. This time he didn't mind. Actually, he felt like it was helping him. His heart was also becoming colder and colder, as it seemed, every single day. Nothing was bringing him joy anymore. Well, except...
"Harry!" he heard a voice calling him and he immediately opened his eyes. She was standing right there in front of him. It was like he called her with his own mind. She was the only one who could heat his heart and make him act like usual self. Whenever she was near he... The girl who was standing in front of him... Hermione Granger. She smiled as she saw almost confused look on his face "Are you ok?"
He quickly nodded "Yeah. I'm ok." he smiled looking at her as she sat down on the opposite side of the table. She quickly glanced at the newspaper which were still laying on the table and slightly frowned.
"You have read it too? Those aren't good news. At all. They all are still clueless. Everyone are so confused. No one knows what to do." she said turning back to him. At this point he looked away and ran his fingers trough his always messy hair.
"Well, all what we were expecting is actually happening. I'm not surprised." she remained silent for few moments as she continued looking at him.
Lately, she was worrying about him much. Maybe even more then she was supposed to. Quickly and without thinking she placed her hand over his which was still lying on the table. Really surprised, Harry looked back at her, straight in her eyes. This was surprising even for her.
"Please... Please promise me that you will be careful." she almost whispered. Harry opened his mouth to answer but nothing came out. He couldn't say a word. The only thing he could do was stare at her eyes. It was like they hypnotized him. She continued looking at him waiting for his response. But before he could say a thing Ron bursted in.
"Hello there mates!" he was obviously in great mood. Hermione quickly pulled back her hand and Harry managed to look away and grab the newspaper before Ron could notice a thing.
Well, that was the chapter number 3. It's short one I know, but more will come soon. Thank you for the reviews very much ) Continue reading and don't forget to review this time as well. Chapter 4 is typed as well so you can expect it soon. Enjoy ;)