WARNING: This Chapter is going to feature a ton of flashbacks! I am leaving the story and chapter from the previous story it came from. I may be including some that weren't included in the stories as well. I promised you all a chapter dedicated to flashbacks and if you are easily swoon, this should make you cry.

Like Father, Like Daughter

Chapter 11: The Memory Chapter (Innocence)

Harry POV

"I don't understand Ron. Where did we go wrong?" I asked to my friend while looking down into my empty cup of firewhisky. I was at Ron's place again after the Yule Ball. The sounds of Hermione's and Summer's voices kept filling my head. Sleep seemed like an impossible thing at this point.

"Things like this happen man. Don't worry, I'm pretty sure this isn't going to end in divorce." Ron reassured me.

"I love her, but something's come between us, something's we can't control." I stated.

"Like Ginny, Draco, and Cho in our sixth year. Remember the first time you guys broke up?" Ron asked.

"How could I not? But we made up, that night too. This is different. This has been going on for a month now. And it's killing me inside."

My mind began to drift to that fateful night where Hermione and I were perfect one moment and falling into a bottomless pit the next.

Hermione POV

The next thing I knew was that Draco's fist made contact with the side of Harry's head.

"Harry!" I screamed as he fell back.

Harry didn't hear me but headed for Draco, ramming right into him as they entered into a full out brawl.

I walked forward trying to make it stop but Ginny cut me off.

"You know, I am surprised that someone as smart as you hasn't figured it out yet." Ginny said.

"Figured out what?" I asked.

"That Harry has been cheating on you." Ginny said.

"You lie!" I shouted. "Harry would never do that to anyone!"

"Well then tell me Granger, why do you think he got so nervous at the Quidditch match, and who do you think that letter was from on Christmas day?" Ginny asked.

"He hasn't been with you." I shook my head.

"Oh, not with me." Ginny said and she pointed to Harry who was lying on the floor. Next to him was Cho Chang.

"You fucking liar!" I yelled at her.

"Harry got nervous because he didn't want to lose to his girlfriend, that letter on Christmas was from Cho!" Ginny smiled.

"You lie!" I yelled again.

"Oh, but I'm not because I helped take the picture that she attached to her little love letter." Ginny said again.

I heard my heart beating against my chest.

"No it's not true." I said to myself.

I looked over and saw Cho leaning in for a kiss from Harry. I dashed past Ginny and knocked Cho down to the floor.

"What was that for Granger?" Cho asked getting back to her feet.

I didn't answer but felt a tear roll down my cheek as I reached my fist back and knocked the wind out of Cho Chang.

I kneeled back towards Harry with tears rolling down my eyes.

"Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Harry, are you ok?" I managed to say.

"Yeah, I think so." Harry said getting back up to his feet as I stood up.

"Good." I said as I slapped him across the face.

"HOW COULD YOU!" I screamed at him. I started to run and felt my tiara drop but didn't care. I ran out of my room with my tears streaming down my face.

A/N: You're The One That I Want, Chapter 19: The Winter Ball

Hermione POV

I laid awake in my bed. My thoughts kept drifting to Harry and Harry alone. Sleep was becoming harder and harder as each day came by and left. I knew that soon enough sleep would be impossible for me to obtain.

"What ever happened?" I asked into the darkness that surrounded my room. I felt the sensation of the warm water begin to fall down my face. Crying was nothing new to me now.

"We used to be young and in love without a care in the world. It hasn't been this bad since we broke up in our seventh year." I spoke to nothing. My Voice was beginning to crack due to the symptoms of crying.

My mind rattled my brain as I soon remembered that one fateful day. The day of the Quidditch game, the day of my attack, and the day of that scar. The dreams continued to get worse and according to Harry, it was more than enough to convince him.

Harry POV

Hermione sat there silently. The only noise that filled the room was the crackling of the fire. One moment I was happy that Hermione was back to normal but then it all started to hit me. I felt horrible because Hermione is the one feeling pain, and I was feeling it twice as hard in my heart. Voldemort is making me feel horrible though Hermione. This shouldn't be happening to her, it should be happening to me.

"Harry we have to do something." Hermione said.

"No." I said.

"Harry what do you mean no? We both can't just sit here and let him get away with this. We have to show him something." Hermione said.

"Hermione," I started.

"Harry, you're a powerful wizard, you shouldn't be dealing with this. We can do this together." Hermione said.

"Hermione!" I almost shouted.

Hermione leaned back in the couch and looked straight at me. I looked up from the ground.

"This shouldn't be happening to you." I said.

"Harry, what do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Voldemort is hurting you to get to me. Your too good of a witch to have this happening to you." I said.

"Harry you not making any sense." Hermione said. Her voice had a lump in it and I knew she was holding back tears.

I swallowed the lump in my throat as well and continued.

"I don't want you to get hurt." I said. "Maybe, we shouldn't be together anymore."

"Harry." Hermione said with a single tear sliding down her cheek.

"No. You deserve to have a life without chaos. And I am giving you one. Take it." I said.

"No." Hermione said.

"I love you." I said as I walked away from Hermione, trying to keep her safe.

As I opened my door I heard weeps from Hermione emerging. Followed by five words: "I will always love you."

A/N: The Price Of Love, Chapter 6: Loving You

Harry POV

Ron had left me. I sat alone in the room, thinking of the scent of her hair, the brightness that emerged from her smile. She was so perfect and I was practically giving her up.

"I'm the stupidest person alive." I whispered out. I was beginning to slur my words due to the firewhisky.

Hermione didn't deserve this, not from me. But now it's too late. She won't listen to me. She doesn't even care what I have to say. Now as I sit here I realized that it was I that let her go. I couldn't save her now.

But yet….

The possibility always remained there. Before when Hermione and I suffered problems it always seemed to work out. That seemed like a fantasy now…

Harry POV

I waited as the brown haired girl came walking down the steps. Tears followed down her eyes that were also smeared with black mascara.

"Lavender insisted that I clean up before I came down." Hermione said.

"You're beautiful as you are." I said. "Now before you say anything I just want to say that you know I would never cheat on you 'Mione. Ginny lied to you and Cho went along with her."

"Harry," Hermione started. "I thought Ginny was right tonight, but then I realized that you would never do that to anyone! I know Ginny lied to me and I'll kill her for it."

"Hermione," I started.

"But I do have some questions." Hermione continued.

"Ok, ask away." I said.

"Why did you get so nervous during the Quidditch game?" Hermione asked.

"Because, because we kissed the night before. We were finally together and I would be playing in front of you, and I didn't want to screw up." I answered.

"Really?" Hermione asked.

"Of course. Not because of Cho, but because of you." I said.

"Well then, who was the letter from on Christmas?" Hermione asked.

"It was from Ginny like I said. It said be careful Harry. I swear it was, and Ginny lied about that again." I said.

"Swear?" Hermione asked.

"Yes Hermione." I said.

Hermione fell back into a couch by the fire. "I'm just so confused right now." Hermione said, tears breaking out onto of her face again.

"Hermione." I started, kneeling down next to her. "You know I love you right?" I asked.

Hermione nodded her head. "I love you too."

"Then why are you crying?" I asked.

"Because this whole night has turned me upside down." Hermione said. "It was suppose to be a perfect night but it was ruined."

"But you forgot the important part." I spoke again.

"What?"

I turned and grabbed Hermione's tiara on the chair behind me.

"This." I said placing it back on her head where it belongs. "I was just wondering if you would take me back?" I asked.

Hermione smiled, kneeled down and kissed me.

"Is that a yes?" I asked.

"Of course it is." Hermione smiled.

A/N: You're The One That I Want, Chapter 21: A Million Reasons Why I Love You

Hermione POV

The Dark grew darker but my eyes still hadn't begun to fall. They still remained wide open with memories of my husband, as least he used to be.

"Maybe this is the end." I gave in.

Then something, more like someone, hit me. I realized that my life always lived in a fairy tale. Usually everything would always end up perfectly. Maybe it was just a happy ending waiting to happen. And I wish that it would hurry up.

"But I'm never going to stop loving Harry. No matter what happens between us." Suddenly I felt alone. There was no one out there for me anymore. I needed to be held and told that I was special like I was a Queen…

Hermione POV

I kept my eyes on the floor but knew the entire time that Harry was looking at me. "Hermione." Harry broke the silence.

I looked up at him and met him in his eyes. There it was, the sparkle that I had missed for all these days. It was the same sparkle that I saw that day when he asked me to Hogsmeade.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I don't know how to say this." Harry said.

"Say what?" I asked.

"'Mione." Harry started.

"Don't you dare." I snapped.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Don't say my name like you used to. As if nothing had happened between us." I said, I could feel a lump forming in my throat.

"And I wished it didn't happen." Harry said.

I looked back up. "What?"

"These past few days, have been hell. I couldn't stop thinking about your smile. I missed your laugh. I missed being with you. Lavender was right yesterday. Nothing is going to come between us, not anymore." Harry said.

Suddenly my world flipped all back to normal. The sparkle in Harry's eye changed every bad thing I wanted to yell at him. The part of me that hated him for making me so depressed vanished. My body went on autopilot and my heart took over. I found myself flinging my arms over Harry as he embraced me in a hug.

"You have no idea what I have been through." I said.

"Tell me." Harry whispered.

"I," I started as I pulled away from him and let my arms drop to my side. "I missed the way your hand always found mine in the corridors. I missed the way you said my name. I missed playing with your crazy hair. I missed the way your eye would sparkle like that." I said all at once. "I missed the way that you always knew what I was thinking. I missed how you were always there. I missed how I would hate to wait until the end of every class just to see you."

"I missed you too 'Mione." Harry said.

A/N: The Price Of Love, Chapter 8: A Wizards Number 1 Holiday

Harry POV

Some hours later I still found myself asleep. I kept thinking about Hermione. I kept on thinking that there would be no way I would sleep again unless she was in my arms.

"Then I know what I have to do."

I shot up out of my bed and quickly dressed. That's when I spun around and apparated to the only safe place to apparated in the land, the Quidditch Field. That's when I began trudging all the way up to the house.

I imagined what Hermione would look like when I ran in there, told her I was sorry and then explained myself. She deserves at least that.

She ran though my mind as I continued to run up to the dark Palace.

Hermione saying "yes" when I asked her out,

Hermione smiling back at me from my Quidditch game,

Hermione descending the stairs the night of the Winter Ball in our sixth year,

Hermione sleeping in my arms after her nightmares,

Hermione's voice that night she was kidnapped,

Hermione saving my life,

Hermione's face when we saw each other again after the Holidays,

Hermione's eyes when I slipped the ring on her finger,

Hermione walking down the aisle on our wedding day,

Hermione giving birth to Summer,

Hermione taking Matt to get his first wand,

Hermione,

I entered the back down of the house and saw it the exact same way I remembered it. I walked quietly but quickly up the stairs and passed the second floor and began making my way up to the third. The door was opened but I froze.

A noise was coming from the bed that made all the hairs on the back of my neck stand up straight,

She was crying.

I had caused her this pain. I was the reason why she was feeling bad. I was the reason why she was depressed. It was my entire fault.

Maybe she deserves someone better.

I turned to leave her be but when I heard the faint sound call my name I stopped all movement altogether as the crying stopped and I heard Hermione sit up in her bed.

"Harry?"

Hello you folks out there in internet land. Isn't it amazing how fast this chapter was? Mostly it was copy and paste but still, this is highly unusual for me, so don't get used to it.

A lot of it is thanks to my fatabulous beta-reader FairyWings101!

My reviewers!...

HelloKitty14: I'm going to be saying this a bunch of times. Of course not! Patricks says BYE! I dunno, sometimes I think that he's not all here. OUCH! He hit me! Uh oh!

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FairyWings101: Guess what? I overreact too much too! I think a lot of girls to do this. Patrick says that it's just girl intincts. He also says that it is one of my few flaws... what?

lucyrocks73: Don't get mad, get glad! I left you a cliffhanger, hahahahaha! I am oh so evil!

misty ocean blueberry: I know it does suck. Think about it, if your a sexteen year old, and you've had a perfect family, then the tear apart, it's bound to be heartcrushing!

Anyways, on another note...

My oh so wonderful Patrick will be leaving the state for Christmas, so I am really sad about that. He's going with his family to Arizona... i hate that state. He doesn't even know if he's going to be back for New Years', which would suck majorly! I need my Patrick kiss when the clock strikes midnight!

Because of this, I am going to have a lot of free time to write over the holidays, so check in during then!

Until We Meet Again!

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