Hermione's Point of View.

I'm so sorry, Harry. I thought it was you, I really did. I was right behind you, how could Ron have gotten in between us? Harry, I followed you, just like you said, and when I got here I grabbed your hand. I put my head on your shoulder. Then I saw your robes, and it wasn't you. It was Ron. I thought it was you, Harry, I really did! Now I've given Ron false hope again.

I don't love Ron, and I wish he knew that. I see the way he looks at me, so pensive and loving. I know how he feels about me because I know how I feel about you, Harry. I love you. There's always been tension between Ron and I, and I thought it was love. I thought it was between both of us, until I fell in love with you. You told me you loved me back.

I wish we could just tell Ron, Harry. Things would be so much easier. He would accept it, he's strong enough! I mean, once we get out of this he'll probably go around bragging to the entire school. He does that a lot, you know. Of course you know, you're his best friend!

Are you his best friend, Harry? You've always seemed to be. He's like a rock to you, isn't he? Isn't he? Both of us are, in a way. No matter what we'll always be here to help you out, to keep you going, to make sure you're always strong. You need us, don't you Harry? I mean, remember when Sirius died? You trusted us, you told us how you felt. Well, you sort of did, anyway. You tried to, I think.

I remember right before fifth year, when you were angry at everybody. You yelled at us, Harry, right to our faces. You have no idea what that did to me…I should've contacted you, no matter what Dumbledore said, right Harry? You wanted that, didn't you?

All I want to do is help you, Harry! I want to do whatever you ask me to do, I want to be your rock for as long as I can! I love you, Harry, and you love me. You told me, didn't you? You wouldn't lie to me. I know you wouldn't lie to me. We both might lie to Ron, Harry, but I know that you would never lie to me. You see, I know you better than anybody.

You're loving, caring, friendly. So what if you tend to get us in to trouble, or yell at us every once in a while. You love us. Right?

Well, now I'm here, making Ron believe that I love him back. I told him I just don't think about him that way. He's so…clingy. But I can't pull away now. I'll tell him something later, when he asks me about this. I'll say that I just meant to be friendly, and that I still don't love him that way or something like that. That's the right thing to do, isn't it Harry?

Oh, shut it. I'm not even talking to you! You're a couple feet away, and I'm talking to you without ever opening my mouth. That makes sense. I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry Harry, for being like this. I'm not good enough for you. I'm a muggle born, a mud blood, and now I'm an idiot! A stupid, stupid idiot. What was that? Did one of the twins say something? Hey, wait, where's the other one?

One of the twins is gone. And there goes the other. What's going on? I look up at Ron, and he seems so worried. No…he doesn't worry. Well, he does, but he's strong. I think something is wrong. Wait? What's that noise? That's an Unforgivable Curse, you know? But…why? Of course. Voldemort. I can say his name now, at least in my head. We all think it when we hear his nick name, anyway.

That's another one.

Somebody must have died out there, but who could it have been? We're the only ones here! One of us is dead…unless they missed the spell. Oh God, somebody must be gone. He's talking to Harry. You won't get him, you monster! I'll protect you, Harry, no matter what. You know that I'd die for you, Harry, don't you? Please tell me you do. Oh…everybody's leaving! I try to follow, but I got a late start. They're all looking at the twins. Why does Ron look so sad? He's strong, he can handle anything. Not like Harry…Harry needs us more than Ron. Doesn't he?

I'll try to get a closer look. Okay…where does a person check a pulse? I'm sorry, Harry, I should remember this. Okay…the wrist. His wrist. There's nothing there. One of the twins has died, and one is still alive. His pain is so apparent.

"Are you going to be alright…?" I begin to ask, but I can't think of which twin I'm talking to. Why can't I remember? One was taller than the other, I think, but which was which? Who are you? I'm sorry, Harry! I just can't remember! A twin is dead, and I don't know which one it is!

No, I'm sorry Ron. It's Fred who lived, and George who died. I'm sorry, Ron…this must hurt you so much. Maybe you're not as strong as I thought you were. I'm sorry, Ron. I'm sorry I don't love you. I wish I still did, but Harry needs me more than you. I need Harry! We love each other. How I want to say that out loud! We love each other, Ron. We'll help you, but you can pull through. You're strong, aren't you?

It's been such a long day. Dumbledore, why is your office so bright? It hurts my eyes, I'm so tired. Maybe I'm getting sick. Of course I'm sick, sick of hiding my love. Right, Harry? Why won't you look back at me. Of course, you can't hear me. I'm thinking…I'm so stupid. You're not stupid though, Harry. You're smarter than I'll ever be, right?

What's going on? Is that Percy? It is! See Ron, I told you everything would be okay. You trust him, don't you, he can be your rock. I'll be Harry's, and he'll be yours! It's a perfect plan! Oh, Harry, if you could hear me you would be so proud. Harry…Harry?

What was that? Where's Fred? He's right here. Fred, why aren't you answering? Just answer the question, Fred, it's not that hard.

"I'm…right here…"

That's right, Fred. Good…it's too bad that all of this happened. But it has to happen. Harry needs to keep trying to get to Voldemort! It's an accident that people keep dying, a terrible accident, but it has to happen. For all of our sakes. For Harry's sake.

Wait…George? No, he's Fred! Maybe Percy isn't as great a rock as I thought, Ron. But you have other brothers…you have a lot of other brothers. They'll help you. Fred, I don't think you have to yell so loudly…we all know who you are. I know you're depressed, but maybe you should think about things the way I do. All of this has to happen. I'm sorry for your loss…Wait? What? He is George?

What are you talking about, Percy. It's…Fred? Fred, what are you doing? Oh.

Oh!

You are George. I'm so sorry, Ron. I keep saying that. Harry, you always tell me to stop apologizing when we're alone, and I'll try to. I'll keep trying. Maybe I can just say it a few more times…I won't after today, I promise. I promise, Harry! Still, this must be so hard for Ron. I wish I could be his rock, but Harry needs me more. Doesn't he?

Oh, I don't know. Ron, I'll be your rock! I will, I can be the rock for both of you! I'm more than strong enough, aren't I? No, I'm not, am I? All I'm good for is Harry, and loving Harry. Nothing else. Right? Finally, you're looking at me, Harry! I'm here, I'm always here. See, that's Ron, he's with his brothers! He'll be fine…and we can be together!

Oh, thank you, Harry! Thank you for holding me! I need you, Harry! I really, truly do! And I'm right here, right here with you! Alright, Dumbledore, we'll let them be. Percy will make everything alright, he will. He's a good brother, after all. Goodbye, Ron, I'll see you soon. I'm sorry for all of you and your losses. But for now it's Harry who needs me. At least, I think he does. Harry?

Please just look at me.

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Hopefully another successful chapter. I don't like my Harry, or my Hermione for that matter. I don't think any of you guys do, either! She's very, very needy. I wanted to show how there are girls like that out there, who are so blindly in love, so please don't be offended by my characterization. Just a note!

Also, because of some questions I've received, it is indeed George pretending to be Fred, but Percy is the one who can figure out the truth. Keep reviewing, and thanks to all of my previous reviewers!