A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Writing Club May

Mulan: Songs

A Girl Worth Fighting For - write about someone protective

Word count: 476

The wind rushed around her. She'd climbed as high as she could go, her hand clinging to the roof tiles as she watched the world rush by below her. She shouldn't have been able to get up here, shouldn't have been able to slip away without being noticed. She nearly laughed, no one ever stopped her, well almost no one. The wind whipped her hair around her face. She could see the storm clouds starting to grow, darken. She lifted her arms, feeling the energy, the magic swirl around her. Her feet slipped a a little, and she reach out to catch herself. Her fingers grabbed nothing but air. Her eyes widened in fear. She hadn't planned this, had only wanted to feel free. Just to be away from it all for a bit. She watched the walls go past her, she closed her eyes waiting for the pain. She'd lost her wand somehow.

"I've gotcha," a voice stated and felt herself stopping. A strong hand gripped her wrist. She opened her eyes. He was on his broom, a shocked expression on his face. He pulled her onto the room in front of him and wrapped an arm around her.

"You saved me," she whispered.

"Well, I couldn't let you fall, it would leave a nasty mark on the ground...and Filch would probably blame me somehow." She laughed.

"Thank you, um, you can take us down now."

"I could, but...see I was planning to fly over the lake and catch the sunset from up here. Would you like to join me?"

"Alright. What were you even doing up here, and don't give me that nonsense about the sunset, George." He laughed.

"Simple, I was looking for you. Ron said you'd run off again, because he's a git. I checked the library three times. Then I remembered you liked sulking in high places."

"I was not sulking," she retorted.

"If you say so, think we can see the sunset before the storm starts?" She looked out at the sky and shook her head.

"I doubt it. We should probably head inside before we become a lightning rod ourselves." George nodded slowly circling to the ground.

"You didn't have to save me, you know," she whispered looking up at the tower. She shivered as the rain started to fall. George wrapped his cloak around her.

"Hermione, I will always be there to save you. No matter how much Ron screws up, no matter how high you climb, no matter how much you want to end it all, I will be there to catch you. I will always be here for you," he whispered pulling her against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. Hermione sighed letting him lead her back to the castle, a warm feeling spreading in her chest.