Hallo! Surprise Chapter! Because I feel like it!


Hermione decided that she should write about how she was feeling. She was never one to keep a diary, she always had a lot to do, especially during the last seven years. If being friends with Harry and Ron had done anything it was making her life anything but boring. She had brought a notebook, one that would blend with the others she had, herself being afraid about anyone reading it. And now she sat at her desk, facing its first page not knowing how to start.

"Oh Merlin!" She said, under her breath. And begun to write what was on her mind.

I believe I had truly began to grow up quickly when I first noticed that the so-called adventures I had with Ron and Harry weren't common even to wizarding kids. The war only accelerated the process further. When I decided I had to whip myself from my parents memories I cried myself to sleep for three nights and then it came to me that if I ever wanted to see them again I should stop crying and start preparing myself. I knew what Harry needed to do and would never let him do it alone, but I believe Ron only came along because we were doing and he liked to be in the group. So as soon as the three of us were safe in the Burrow, I packed some of our things. The next three months weren't easy. All the problems of coexistence Ron and I had, became obvious and then he decided to leave because of a fight he had with Harry and me. He soon returned, saying he was sorry about everything. I think I never trusted him the same way I did before that, I don't know if I'll ever be able to. Soon after we were captured. Being locked up inside the Malfoy mansion was probably the worse experience I have ever had. Having Bellatrix Lestrange hovering over me and writing on my skin with that blade was by far the most terrifying moment of my whole life. Being under the cruciatus curse over and over again, hearing Harry and Ron scream my name while I screamed what seemed to be the life out of me, is something I would never wish even for my worst enemy. When Dobby rescued us, it was a relief, he managed to treat the wound and was as horrified as Harry by its saying. He made sure to say I was the most wonderful and kind witch he had ever met that I did not deserve such words written on me. We all tried to vanish with it, no success. Luna was with us now but she should be at school, so we sent her there with Dobby. Harry and I treated Mr. Ollivander and Griphook's wounds and had the latter's help to enter Bellatrix's vault on Gringotts. After that, we were alone again and with nothing to destroy the latest horcrux we had found. So, we decided to go to Hogwarts. We managed to enter the school and get in touch with professor McGonagall and then Ron and I went to the first-floor girls' bathroom to find the chamber's entrance. Ron did some display by mimicking Harry's words in parseltongue so we could enter and recover some fangs from there. I soon destroyed the cup and we found our ways back to find harry. The three of us found the last horcrux we were looking for, being the actual last one the snake. When that one was destroyed, we went back to the Great Hall. Just in time for the first attack. I'll have to admit I still find very weird that every time the three of us were endangered most, all our attackers were sent flying towards the field. After a while into that battle, Voldemort gave a retreat order to his followers. Before that, we managed to sneak out and went after him and the snake, planning to kill it. We were greeted with Snape's death. We went back to the castle and Harry hurried to Dumbledore's Office to watch Snape's memories, he came back crying and I instantly understood. He had to die, Dumbledore had made him destroy every horcrux so Harry's death wouldn't be in vain. He was a horcrux himself. I cried too. But let him go. I felt obligated to explain to professor McGonagall what he was doing. And then I had to explain it to Ginny. I believe I never saw her so sad and lost.

Hermione stopped writing, recollecting herself from that memories. She noticed she had been crying all along and whipped her tears away. She went downstairs to get some water to calm herself down. When she sat again on her chair, she read the last part of what she wrote, to remember where she had stopped. She knew what she had to write and closed her eyes to recollect the sensation and what she thought about that specific moment.

Only when I looked back to McGonagall, I saw Fleur. We locked eyes and I froze in place, not knowing what I was about to say anymore. Everything ran out of my mind and I felt like I was drowning in her eyes. I saw a smile on her lips and felt lightheaded. Shortly after I explained to them what Harry had discovered, Voldemort appeared with his followers and Hagrid carrying Harry. My heart sank and I couldn't believe it then I realized we had to fight even without him. Everything went on so quickly I was unable to keep track of what was happening, when I was back to myself, I saw myself mechanically fighting death eaters by Fleur's side. Thinking back, I'm able to understand I felt stronger by her side. It seemed like we were so used to fight together that it was possible to think I had been away with her, not Harry. At some point, Ginny and Luna joined us and we saw ourselves fighting Bellatrix. Instantly I felt my body freeze and experience the same pain I had gone through in the Mansion. Apparently, Fleur sensed my state and stood in front of me, I saw a light fly towards us and be deflected by her. She stepped ahead only to be blocked by Mrs. Weasley standing between us and that crazy woman.

Hermione let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. And kept describing her thoughts about the battle. Then she was writing about the next day and again she wrote about how light headed she felt while thinking about Fleur. The more she wrote down how she felt when she was around the blonde, the more she became aware of what she felt towards her. When Hermione finished writing about the last time she saw the older woman, and about the book, she heard a knocking on her window. An owl she didn't know was outside holding a letter and apparently tired. Letting it in, she took some treats she had brought for Hedwig and gave them to the unknown owl, after retrieving the letter.

She smiled at the mere sight of the handwriting. It was unconscious. But after a while she caught herself looking at the letter, smiling, without really reading its content. Realization sank into her.

"Oh fuck!" She said under her breath, catching up with her own feelings.

Hermione never really gave her sexuality a thought. She knew the magical society was quite more open minded then the muggles, at least when it came to it. Her main worry were her parents. How would they react?

"Calm down, Hermione. You are overreacting and overthinking. You don't even know how she feels about you." She rambled, to no one. "Great, now I'm crazy!" After recollecting herself, she answered Fleur's letter.

She went down to dinner when her mother called, thinking about the blonde and how much she was looking forward to see her. Next day, remembering she promised her friend that she would write him, she sat again by her desk and wrote everything she had uncovered about her feelings. As she wrote down the last paragraph of the letter, or what Harry would call an essay, Hedwig came flying into her window.

"Just in time!" She smiled at the owl. She was carrying a small note.

Remember what you promised me.

Love,

Harry

P.S.: See you in two days!

She added some lined to her letter, saying he was being annoying, thanking him for sending Hedwig and promising to buy an owl for herself. Hermione spent the rest of the day and the next one with her parents. On the morning of the Weasleys' dinner, she was greeted with a note from Fleur, letting her know she was back in London, and with Dobby delivering a chipped cup, the port key she and her parents would use later to get to the Burrow. She decided that she had to speak to Ginny about Fleur that day. She was now feeling as if she was keeping a huge secret from her best friend. And she would ask Harry to speak to Ronald. The girl grew nervous as time passed, it wouldn't be easy to talk to the ginger, she was kind of strong headed. When they were all set to go, Hermione explained a little about port keys.

"Ok?" Her parents nodded as she finished the explanation. "Let's go, it's time." They all touched the cup and appeared outside the Burrow, the sun was setting as Hermione helped her parents to regain balance.

"Hermione! Thank Merlin you are here! I was going crazy!" Ginny got outside, shouting at her friend. Harry was right after her, followed by Mrs. Weasley, who greeted her parents and directed them inside. Ginny hugged her and started to complain about Fleur, loudly. Harry had an apologetic smile.

"Fleur? Is she here?" Hermione directed the question towards Harry but Ginny was quicker.

"Yes, Bill and mom called her. Ugh, she' so annoying!"

Hermione beamed but refrained herself from running inside the house. Ginny's complaint settled in her mind. A frown arose on her face, causing Ginny to raise an eyebrow.

"Ginny, we need to talk."

"What happened?" the redhead looked worried.

Hermione turned to Harry, partly ignoring her friend. "Could you talk to Ronald about it? He will probably need reasoning." He nodded and walked into the house once again. "Gin, I don't know how to tell you this, as you hate her so much." She took a long breath, shaking a little. "I like Fleur." She said, blunt. "I believe I'm falling for her. And believe me, I'm not under her magic. I haven't seen her since she left Hogwarts last week." Ginny was looking at her, dumbfounded.

"But… But how do you even know that if you didn't see her after that?

"Believe me, I just know. I spent this previous week thinking about her. I couldn't help myself. And I have something to ask you. Please, try giving her a second chance. I don't even know what she did to you."

Ginny looked at her feet, defeated.

"I think I just envied her because of all the attention she gets from everyone. Everybody seems to love her. I kind of wanted it too. And Ron's attitude towards her annoys me. And come on she was kind of a bitch at the Triwizard Tournament…"

"I see. She has changed. Will you be able to give her a second chance?" Ginny nodded, still looking at her feet. Hermione hugged her. "Thanks, Ginny. It means the world to me. You are my best friend after all." She heard the other girl sigh and hug her back.

"Right, she better not steal you from me." As they walked into the house, smiling, they heard a door being slammed.

"SHE IS WHAT?" Ron's voice could be heard from the doorstep. Ginny giggled and Hermione turned red.

"Ok, I think we should get everybody out of the house. Before you are outed by my dumb brother." Ginny smiled. Hermione was profusely blushing as they entered the room where Fleur, her parents and the rest of the Weasleys were. They all looked at them curiously. "We should go outside. I think Harry and Ron are having some sort of couple's fight." With that, Molly promptly stood and hushed everyone outside, the twins laughing at Ginny's joke.


So, just because you are really awesome! Hermione has to write to understand what ever is going through her beautiful mind...

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