3. She is always there for me and stands up for me when I need her support
"Hey 'Mione, look what I found." Harry put the box he had just found on the coffee table and opened it.
"What is it?" Hermione asked. She was reading a book at her favourite armchair but upon seeing the box, she closed her book and put it aside, giving her full attention to her boyfriend.
"I don't really know. Colin gave it to me, so I guess it's full of photos." Harry looked inside the box and took out a handful of photos. "Yep, lots of photos."
"Oh, I hope there are good ones. We can put some of them around." Hermione said, she got up and sat next to Harry.
"I'm sure there are, Colin's a good photographer, he is doing a great job at the Daily Prophet." Harry handed some of the photos to Hermione and took another handful from the box.
"I guess he discovered he couldn't use muggle cameras inside Hogwarts in his second year. There're no photos from our second year." said Hermione, looking through the photos. Harry nodded.
"And he was petrified for the most of that year, too. It was horrible. I still have nightmares of you lying like a stone, you know?" Hermione smiled sadly and kissed his cheek.
"Oh, Harry. I know… I know but it's all in the past. Now, we are better than ever." Hermione held up a photograph. "Look, I like this one." Harry looked at the photo, it was from their fourth year, they were sitting beside the lake and talking. Even though it was a wizarding photo, there weren't much movement. They were just looking at each other and then looking at the scenery before them.
"Yeah, it's beautiful, we can put it above the fireplace."
"Hey, there are more photos like these." Hermione put the photos on the coffee table. One of them were probably taken a few minutes before the first photo. They were walking beside the lake and talking. And the other two photos were taken on the Quidditch pitch. In one of them Harry was flying and Hermione was reading a heavy looking book and probably watching Harry from the corner of her eye. In the second one, they were sitting next to each other on the ground of the pitch, they were leaning on the stands and again, they were talking. "It looks like we had lots to talk about."
"I remember these." said Harry, never taking his eyes from the photos. "These are the last days before the Triwizard Tournament. We were talking about the first task."
"Oh, yeah. We were practising nonstop. It was really stressful." Harry took one of the photos and looked at their faces closely. Even from a distance, the stress and anticipation could be seen from their faces.
"I couldn't do that if it wasn't for you." Hermione opened her mouth to cut him off.
"Harr-"
"No, Hermione. I mean it. You were there for me whenever I needed. These photos, look, there is no Ron, no Ginny, everyone else was thinking that I had put my name in the goblet but you didn't even ask. You really trusted me and you weren't afraid of telling people you were on my side. You stood up for me and never left my side." Hermione smiled.
"Of course, I never left your side, Harry and I never will. We are friends and friends do those things for each other. You stood up for me, too, remember." Harry made a little laughing noise.
"But I can't see Ron in these photos. Don't get me wrong. I love Ron and he is my best mate and so on, but he wasn't always there. But you, on the other hand, you were always by my side, supporting me, protecting me. I knew that you would be there, even when nobody else was. In fourth year, in fifth year and most importantly in the tent. I would go mad by myself if you weren't there beside me. So… Thank you." Hermione smiled at her boyfriend.
"Well, you're welcome." Harry put the photo on the coffee table and started going through the box again.
"So, should I call you my witch in shining cloak?" Harry looked at Hermione to see her reaction to his awful joke. "You know, like knight in shining armour?" Hermione grimaced.
"I got it on the first one Harry, and please don't." Harry laughed.
"What about my guardian witch?" he tried again. Hermione couldn't help her laugh.
"What about no?" she said still laughing. Harry closed the box and pulled his girlfriend to him, making her lean on his shoulder and whispered in her ear,
"Maybe I should just call you my Hermione…" Hermione smiled and settled into him, closing her eyes.
"Mmm, actually that sounds really nice... my Harry."