SOUL PIECES

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

"Every time I think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
While every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say " (Love Bizarre Triangle- New Order)
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Chapter 14: A chat with the hat

Hogsmeade. It's a sunny day. He saw Hermione with two other people.

They're arguing.

Stop. Blur.

Curses.

Blur.

Hermione was hit.

Blur.

Ginny looked at him. She had blood on her hands.

"I am sorry, Harry. I am sorry."

"Noooooo!"

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Grimmauld Place. Harry Potter woke up after another nightmare.

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A few doors ahead, Hermione Granger had just decided to tell Harry about the pregnancy. She would tell him after they came back from Hogwarts. After he would have talked with the sorting hat.

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Hogwarts: Headmistress' Office.

Ridiculous. Harry Potter was feeling ridiculous with that old hat on his head and Hermione and Ron looking at him in expectation.

Ok, he knew HE should do that but …it's ridiculous! He just hoped that the hat could give him at least a clue about the horcrux.

i Well, well, Mister Potter! I missed you this year, you know/i

(Sorry, I can't say the same.)

i Always the Potter Temper… /i

(Well, I hate to interrupt but I need to ask you some questions.)

You want to talk about the Dark Lord.

(How did you know?)

I know many things, Potter.

(Whatever, I need to know if Riddle utilized you…)

The Dark Lord didn't use me or another object that belonged to my former owner.

(So, the object he used is from Ravenclaw!)

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(You probably don't know which object is, right?)

Everything has a reason. Nothing is an accident.

Every piece has a purpose.

All pieces need the others.

They are mean to be together.

They complete each other.

Different but, at same time, equals:

The blue, the green, the brown;

Protection, intuition and inspiration.

(Hum…)

It's the Lion Task.

(But you said that Riddle didn't take any object from Gryffindor!)

The lion will be able to destroy the fifth evil.

(But how I will find out which object is? We read everything about Ravenclaw- well, Mione read- and we couldn't find out anything meaningful!)

Neither everything is writing on the books.

(Great. Just, great!)

Look inside you. Look at your desires, your love for Miss Granger.

(I don't love Hermione!)

You know it's not true.

(I c-c-can't.)

Your heart is hers and you know this. You always knew.

Your heart, mind and soul belong to her.

(No, I can 't…)

i Love and Desire, Mister Potter! Now, you must go. /i

(But you didn't say anything!)

i No, Mister Potter, I told you EVERYTHING… But, perhaps, the Lady could help you… /i

And the hat became silence.

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Harry was even more confused after the "chat" than before. But the truth was he didn't want to think about horcruxes, lions and ladies (whatever those could mean…). His mind was…

He only could think about Hermione. Ok, he knew he probably liked Hermione a little more than a friend… but love?

He couldn't love her. She was his best friend. Ok. Their situation was a littledifferent…

Oh, Merlin

You can lie to everybody else but you can't lie to yourself forever. And that day he knew he couldn't deny anymore.

He knew he was desperately in love.

So, he made a decision.

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Hermione was nervous. It was almost midnight. Harry should be coming.

Merlin! She would tell him about the baby and how she loved him. Yeah, she would tell him everything.

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Midnight. Exactly. Harry entered her bedroom. He gave her a small smile and seat on her bed, besides her.

God, she is so beautiful.

He took her small hands in his.

"I need to tell you something," they said at same time.

They laughed a little and then, Harry spoke again.

"Please, you first."

"Oh, no."

He probably wanst to talk about the horcruxes…It's better if I tell him after.

"Ok," he took a long and slow breath, "You know Mione that we know each other for seven years. You always were at my side. No matter what…"

"No, last year I…"

"Let's not talk about last year. I want to talk about now. Things had changed. Our relationship changed,"

Oh, God! He is going to say he loves me!

"We spend almost every night together. And I love the way the things are but,"

But you want more! Me too, Harry! I want to be with you and our baby…

"But…" he couldn't finish.

Hermione smiled and began to caress his face.

"It's alright, Harry. Don't be afraid."

He closed his eyes.

This is so difficult…

"Well, thing is…I want to stop."

Hermione looked at him in surprise. Her hand wasn't in his face anymore.

"What are talking about, Harry?"

"I am saying that I don't want to sleep with you anymore. The sex is really great. You are amazing. Really! But I need to focus in other things. So, well, that's it. I hope you are not upset. It is just sex, right? We are still best friends; but tell me, what do you want to say?"

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AN: So, what do you think? Sorry if this is a little short…

Poor Hermione….