Can this be real?
CHAPTER 6
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My only excuse is life. Life simply suddenly got too complicated and i needed a little breather. But let's get this back on track. It's a little short, but hey, it's a start.
Standing in Ron's room, I look outside. Harry and the Weasley siblings are playing a game of Quidditch, and for those unknown to the recent events that played off, they most likely look like the average teenagers playing a silly game. Yes, after a grueling battle, Voldemort was killed by Harry, but the events left all of us with scars that will take a long time to heal. We all had to say goodbye to some of our loved ones, and some, like Harry, lost too many. Looking at the transition from the small, lost little boy he was, to the strong man he currently portray, I cannot help but wonder if it was worth it. Don't get me wrong, Harry is a wonderful young man; I however have a feeling that he is feeling very lost and still hurting from recent events, and he is still refusing to admit that anything is wrong.
Harry sometimes forgets that I know him almost better than he knows himself, and therefore I knew he was keeping secrets from us. After we returned from the Great Battle, he tried to go on as normal. He and Ginny started dating again, he even took her to Muggle London, he moved in to Grimmauld Place and even enrolled for his Auror training, but every night, he would disappear for hours until one day I followed him and I saw him sitting in the library, his secret hide away. I returned later and was shocked to see that he had put portraits of all the fallen heroes up against the wall of the library. I realized that Harry sat staring at all the pictures every night. It wouldn't have been such a bad thing, had the photos been of the magical nature, but Harry decided to put up Muggle photos. The faces of his parents, Cedric, Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, Snape, Fred and so many others, just kept staring at him, unmoving, and I am positive that to Harry, they were blaming him for their deaths. Harry had put spells up to hide the pictures from our eyes, but as I mentioned before, he did not take Hermione Granger into account. A few spells later and I knew exactly what he was hiding. Not just the pictures, but also his emotions, his current feeling of despair.
I kept his secret to myself, for the moment, but I noticed that recently he kept on disappearing more often. His relationship with Ginny also came to an end. Although, I must admit this against my will, Ginny had a positive effect on Harry, she just could not handle being in a relationship with him. They remain good friends; they were currently playing on one team against Ron and George. I know I will have to speak to Harry soon, but I'm afraid. Yes, Hermione Granger is afraid to be alone with her best friend Harry Potter!
It's been almost 2 years since we decided, no, since Harry decided, I would be better off with Ron, and not counting our hiding from death-eaters, our search for the Horcruxes or even the battle, the last couple of years with Ron had been fun, with fun being the operative word. Ron is still a big, and sometimes, spoilt child, just looking for the next adventure. We have been fighting a lot recently, and unbeknown to all, we actually broke our relationship off over two weeks ago. Ron begged me to keep it quiet for awhile, arguing that his parents would be heart broken, and after the death of Fred, they only recently started laughing again. I love the Weasley's like my own family, and agreed to keep up the pretence. However, keeping secrets from Harry is killing me. I am not good at lying and we promised each other to always be honest. I know he has his own secrets, and I may be smiling on the outside, but on the inside, I fear I may be slowly breaking.