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A/N : Chapter Five. Sorry it's taken me a bit longer to write this one.. Pretty much just enjoy reading, and Review Please. Makes Me Smile. :) x
More Than Okay.
Chapter 5: Wanting To Go Back..
It was now late in the evening and Harry and Hermione had left the tent to search for some source of food, yet they'd only managed to collect a few wild mushrooms and a sack of blackberries.
Hermione pulled another off the branch before speaking, "Harry?"
"Hmm?" Harry stood upright, "What is it?"
"Nothing.. I'm just, getting a bit fed up of this life, I want to go back to Hogwarts." Hermione shrugged, she knew going back would put their lives in complete jeopardy.
Harry plucked another berry from the bush and looked back at her, "Really?"
She did nothing but simply nod in response, knotting the ends of the bag together and hold it properly.
"Why didn't you tell me, Mione?" Harry asked, tying his up also, and walking away from the bushes and towards her.
"Obvious reasons, the fact I promised not to bail on you and help you descover all the horcruxes, and the fact that if we do go back, thousands of people will be after us, and more importantly, you." Hermione paused, "I'd never put you in any more danger." She began walking towards the tent with Harry.
"Hermione, you don't have to hide anything from me.. even if it supposedly puts me in danger, I want you to be able to talk to me." Harry said, smiling.
"I can, I just told you didn't I?"
"Oh, true." Harry grinned, "My bad."
Hermione giggled slightly, before stopping as they could just about see the tent, the canopy ruffling in the distance as the wind picked up slightly, "Do you ever think about going back?"
"Of course I do, Hermione. I miss it there, everything was so.. safe." Harry remembered how he felt a sense of security when he was at Hogwarts, which would have probably all fallen inwards by the time he went back. "But, I don't think we can go back Hermione, I'm sorry to say it, But I think we might be better off staying at Grimmauld Place for a while. The Weasleys have moved there temporarily too, I spoke to Mr Weasley before leaving, they're taking care of the place for me until I'm back.."
Harry paused, looking up into the dark night sky, "Wether we go back to Hogwarts or not, Mione. I promise, to keep you safe. I'd never let anything happen to you." He felt a strange feeling in his stomach, not as if he was going to be sick, but more a pleasant, warm feeling, causing him to spontaneously hold Hermione's hand in his.
"I promise, Hermione."
He could feel the blush rising into his cheeks, and to the tips of his ears, it's lucky it was so dark, or the sight would have caused him to have gone redder. He squeezed her hand, and could feel the squeezing come straight back.
"Thank you, Harry.."
They arrived shortly at the tent, canopy's ruffling had slowed dramatically and the air around them was cold and silent. Harry had taken to washing the berries in a bucket of clean water, while Hermione had sat down on her bed, opposite Ron's, which to her surprise, was empty. Except for a rolled up peice of parchment which lay in Ron's place.
"Harry." Hermione's voice began shaking as she picked up the parchment and unrolled it.
"Yeah?" Harry turned the tap down a little, and listened to Hermione as she read the parchment aloud.
"Hermione and Harry.
I guess by the time you've read this, I'll be gone. I can stand to listen to you bitch about me right infront of my face. I have no need to be here any longer, you seemed to have carried on the search without me. Whatever I have done, Forget it, Forget me if you have to.
Dont let me spoil your new affair..
(Let's hope you can remember my name),
Ron. "
Hermione dropped the parchment onto the cold floor and ran out of the tent, "RON!" she screamed, her voice cold and shaking still. She ran further, and further, all the while calling his name, as if he'd come running back.
Eventually, she dropped to her knees in the grass and sobbed into her hands, she paniced, What if he was hurt on the way back? What if he never made it back? What if he thought I meant what I said? So many questions ran through her mind, to none, she knew the answers.
Harry came up behind Hermione and sat on his knees, Holding her closely to him as the darkness consumed her sobs into his jumper. She took deep breaths in as Harry wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm. "It's Ok, Hermione.." Harry smiled down at her reassuringly as she slowed her crying down. "You're not alone.."