Part Two

In Hermione's world, everything went completely dark then went white.

The only thing that wasn't was a red headed form walking toward her.

She wore a white wizard robes and she said nothing to her as Hermione

walked closer. Hermione felt like she knew her, or at least her almond

shaped green eyes. It was at that moment, Hermione realized who this

woman actually was. "Lily Potter?"

Lily smiled at the girl and continued to say nothing to the young woman

as she tucked a few strands of her long fire red hair behind her ear. At

this, Hermione began to grow irritated at the lack of response.

"Am I dead?" Hermione asked, hoping for some verbal communication

with her best friend's mother.

The older woman only shook her head. Hermione was beginning to wonder

if the spirit could talk at all. When the spirit finally did, Hermione was greeted

by an almost musical tone. "You're mind is between states and its not

Allowing your spirit to leave until it gets the answers you still seek. I was sent

To guide you to those answers your mind is trying to figure out."

"You were sent. So there is a God." Hermione asked and Lily only nodded her

response. "How did I get here?"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"Harry, Ron and I finding the last of the horcruxes. The rest of it is kind of

jumbled up or blank." Hermione nervously picked at the skin around her

nails.

Lily nodded and waved her hand to show her of what happened. The mists

on the ground parted and the previous occurrences played before their

eyes. "By all means you should be dead, but with the combination of your

unfinished business and the protection I placed over my son allowed you to

choose if you want to go back or not."

Hermione looked at Lily as if she were crazy and had grown a second head.

"Of course I want to go back. Has being dead made you insane as well?"

"If you do go back you are in for a really rough life." Lily informed her. "After

your body awakes from your coma you physically won't be able to be the

same as you were before let alone emotionally. Although I really can say

from personal testimony of you'd be crazy and not to come with me to the

afterlife."

"What kind of problems are we talking about?"

"You'll find out if you return, but for now, let me show you this." Lily waved

her hand again and the mist closed and parted once more to be able to

see the scene below.

"What's going on?" Hermione asked as she took interest in the scene below.

"When did this happen?"

"Actually this is what is going on now." Lily admitted pointing to the scene

below. Hermione was horror stricken at the sight of her best male friend.

It had looked the boy had not slept, eaten, or groomed in several days.

"Harry." Hermione breathed as she noted the dark circles under his eyes.

"How long have I been out?"

"About a couple of months." Lily responded sadly. "Your body is in Saint

Mungo's currently. Madame Pomfrey knew she didn't have the facilities

to try to revive you at Hogwarts. If it hadn't been for Molly and the rest of

the Weasleys, he probably wouldn't have done anything other than sit

there and waste away."

Hermione sighed. "He would do that to himself wouldn't he?"

"Not just for anyone, though." Lily offered. "You are really special to him."

"Of course I am special to him. I'm one of his best friends."

Lily almost wanted to laugh at the young woman's ignorance. "I don't

think he sees you just as a friend my dear. If he's got anything of me

inside of him he wouldn't, anyway."

"You mean he…"

The older woman smiled and nodded. "Perhaps."

Hermione blushed. "Since when?"

"Sometime around third year is when the signs started showing

themselves. Sirius mentioned something about it when he came

and James made a bet on it. Its nice to know that everything is

the same old, same old with them."

Hermione giggled. "That sounds like something Sirius would do."

The young woman then turned silent for a moment as if she was

trying to decide something.

Lily watched the girl and knew what she was thinking. "You want

to go back?"

Hermione only nodded. "Even if it means I won't be the same."

Lily smiled. "That is what I thought you would say."

"So how do I get back?"

"Leave all that to me." Lily answered as she stuck out

her hand. Gradually, the room grew darker and Hermione

closed her eyes knowing the next thing she would see

when she opened them would be Harry's eyes.