Author's Note: Here is chapter two. I hope you guys enjoy. Just so you are aware, the plot will slowly be building towards my main plot. As my second main character is currently dead, please understand that it will take time for things to play out and happen. Also please review, I can't improve if I am unaware of what needs improvement. Thank you for reading!
Heart to Heart
Hermione had been wallowing in self pity for a week now. She woke up and decided that she needed a distraction. After an hour of pondering on what she could possibly do to distract her from the unrequited love she had for Ron, she decided to get out of bed and start her day. As she walked down to the kitchen she noticed Harry sitting in the living room all alone looking sad and lost in his own thoughts.
"Hey." She said softly as to not startle him.
"Hey Hermione, how are you doing?" he replied.
"I have been better but I am starting to cope."
"Yeah it has been hard for everyone recently."
"What were you thinking about?"
"I was thinking about what happened in the forest."
"Yeah walking to your death is hard to wrap your head around."
"Well, yeah but before that when I saw everyone that had died that I loved, that is what I keep thinking about. My mum and dad, and Sirius mainly have been on my mind lately. I miss them a lot, yeah I don't remember mum and dad but I still miss them and love them. Sirius on the other hand, I got to meet, start to get to know and then he went through the veil and I lost him too."
"Yeah, I think I understand what you mean. I have been thinking about my parents a bunch since the end of the war. Once everything is settled maybe I can go to Australia and find them and return their memories."
"Well, it will be a while until things are settled enough for you to run off to the other side of the world."
"Yeah I am aware of that, I just miss them and I wish I could just have mum hug me and hold me tight. I miss that the most, honestly." She sighed.
Harry went over to Hermione, sitting at the other end of the couch and wrapped his arms around one of his best friends. Hermione hugged Harry back; she knew that she was lucky to have so many people who cared about her. She understood that while she had lost a lot in her life, she was by far lucky to have only lost what she had and not more. Harry had lost so much in his life, his parents, his home, his Godfather, friends, his life even, though he did manage to get that back. There wasn't anything Hermione could do about Harry's parents but maybe she could do something about Sirius Black. He hadn't really been killed or died of natural causes either; he had gone through the veil in the Department of Mysteries while dueling with his cousin, Bellatrix.
Hermione began to think if since Sirius hadn't actually died, but had simply fallen through the veil if there was possibly some way to bring him back. Harry would be so happy if he could have someone of his family back. Hermione would be happy to have the distraction of trying to figure out if it was even possible, she was desperate for a distraction from her broken heart.
"Harry?"
"Yeah, 'Mione?"
"Um, well I was thinking just now, what if there was a way to bring Sirius back."
"What are you talking about Hermione?"
"Well, he wasn't really killed and he didn't die per say. He just fell through the veil. So what is to say that there isn't some way to bring him back?"
Harry just stared at Hermione with a look on his face that said "Are you crazy?"
"What are you trying to say Hermione? That you think you can figure out a way to bring him back? That even though he has been gone almost two years now, you think that he isn't really dead? Don't you think the Order has already tried to figure out a way to bring him back? I know you are smart 'Mione but do you really think it is possible? Or are you just trying to get my hopes up, and when you're not able to do anything it will just hurt worse."
"Harry, I don't know if it is possible, I don't know if there is anything I can do. But, what if there is something that can bring him back? Wouldn't you think he would want you to figure it out? Don't you think that it is worth a try? What can it hurt, he is already gone, if we can't bring him back it's not hurting him any. Yeah, it might not be possible but I am willing to try anything to try to get back the only family that you have. You know that once I set my mind to do something I do everything that I can to do it until I have read every book, talked to everyone, done everything possible to achieve my goal. Why not give it a shot? Worst thing that can happen is I can't find a way, the worst thing that can happen is I fail."
"Hermione, why do you want to do this?"
"I want to do this because⦠well to be completely honest with you I need the distraction of doing research. I need to throw myself into doing something, something important and worthwhile, something that will take all of my focus and attention."
"Why, 'Mione?"
"You want the truth?"
"Well Yeah of course I do."
"You have to promise me you will not tell anyone, including Ginny or Ron."
"Okay, I promise I will not tell anyone,"
"Including Ginny and Ron. Say it Harry."
"I will not tell anyone including Ginny and Ron, I promise." Harry signed "Now tell me what is going on?"
"Okay, Ron told you that he and I kissed in the Chamber of Secrets during the last battle, right?"
"Yeah, he said it was a spur of the moment kind of thing and that you guys talked about it last week and everything is all sorted out between you two."
"Yeah, that is what he thinks. The truth is I have been in love with Ron for years now, and in the Chamber when we kissed, I thought maybe it wasn't just a spur of the moment type of thing. Maybe it meant more; maybe it meant that he had feelings for me too. So last week I finally got up the nerve to approach him and ask him what the kiss meant. He told me he thought of me as a sister and nothing more, needless to say I am heartbroken. I keep replaying everything over and over in my head, wondering if there is anything I could have done to make him love me as more than a sister. This morning I decided I needed to stop wallowing in self pity and get myself a distraction. So I got thinking of something I could do that would take up all my time and well to be honest I couldn't think of anything. Then I came down here and you were talking about missing your parents and Sirius and I just got the thought that since he didn't die per say that maybe there is some way to bring him back. Yeah I know it is a long shot, but I really need the distraction, Harry."
"Wow, Hermione I'm sorry that Ron doesn't feel the same way about you as you do about him, I had a feeling that you liked him and I just thought that maybe he was just being thick and hadn't noticed how much you have grown up and become a strong, brilliant, beautiful witch. Now I can't really claim to understand where you are coming from since me and Ginny are back together and we love each other, but I do remember what it was like when I thought I had messed up my chance with her. You know that I love you, you are not just like my sister, in every way but in blood you are my sister. If you really want to try to figure out a way to bring back Sirius then go ahead, I won't try to stop you. Shoot I will even help you, since he is my family. Maybe we can ask the Order if they have anywhere for you to start when we go to the meeting tomorrow night."
"Yeah I was thinking of asking for the research they did when they were trying to bring him back, so I know where I can start. I don't think this is going to be easy, I really don't think it is going to be simple and I don't think it will be a short process if it is even possible, but I am willing to give it a good try."
"Thanks Hermione, you really are the best, to bad Ron is an idiot and can't see that."
"Thanks Harry, that means a lot to me, remember you promised you won't say anything to anyone."
"Yeah, I know and I won't." Harry said as he leaned in to give Hermione another hug, this one was meant to show her how much Harry truly cared about her, how much she meant to him and how grateful he was to have her in his life.
