*Reedited for easier reading.
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Chapter 2
*Harry's POV
Harry had been at Number 4 for a week when he awoke with a start. He was in pain but he didn't know why. It was not like his normal aches and pains associated with being at his aunt and uncle's house. His body felt like it was on fire. He was sweaty and shaky but he wasn't sure why. He had been having nightmares every night since his return till last night. It was the best nights rest he'd had since the graveyard.
The pain intensified beyond anything he knew. Even his previous injuries he had sustained where no match for the fire coursing through his body. Suddenly an image formed in his mind. Hermione. One of his best friends. He could see her face clearly in his mind and as soon as her image appeared the pain lessened. He wasn't sure why the thought of her helped but he held on to it. She was always there for him and now was no different.
Harry thought he heard a knock on the front door and he felt a pull to get up and go downstairs. Suddenly he heard her voice. He rushed to the head of the stairs and saw an avenging angel with her wand pointing at his aunt. He called her name softly, "Hermione?" The angel gave his aunt one last venomous look and ran up the stairs toward him. She smiled and whispered his name,
"Harry."
He smiled gently and took her hand which caused the pain he was still in to diminish almost completely. He smiled and pulled her into his room and closed the door.
He pulled her to his bed and they sat down facing each other. He never let go of her hand. "I'm so glad your here Mione but why are you?"
"I woke up this morning in pain. Like my body was on fire and when I looked in the mirror I thought of you and that caused the pain to die down a bit. So, I realized I had to come to you."
Harry looked at her in shock. "I just woke up this morning with the same problem Mione. Then suddenly an image of you popped into my head and the pain faded a little. So I kept your image in the front of my mind. Then I heard your voice and felt even better. Then I knew I had to go to you." He reached out gently with his free hand and stroked her face. She leaned into his touch and said with a sigh,
"I don't know whats happening Harry but I think whatever it is we are supposed to go through it together."
"Yeah, looks like it." He said smiling at her. If he had to go through something then at least he had her with him. Though he wished she didn't have to be in pain too.
Harry gently drew her toward him and pulled her into his lap. Then he laid down on the the bed pulling her down with him. They curled around each other getting as close to each other as possible and kept there hands intertwined. As they laid there in each others arms Harry came to a realization. He was in love with this beautiful girl he was wrapped up with on his bed. He had loved her since the troll incident in first year. When she had been petrified in second year it had almost killed him. He had killed the basilisk as much for Hermione as to save Ginny. Last year, Cho had just been a distraction. He held her tighter to him. Thanking the Gods she was here. She fit into his arms like she was made to be there.