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"We never really talked about it." Harry simply stated after a moment.
"You mean about defeating Voldemort?"
"Yes. You're the only one that never asked me questions about it in fact." He mused.
"I know. It's just that there never seemed to be a good time to speak about it. I mean ... It was a big deal in your life and I wanted to give you all the time you needed to get over it."
"I understand. And I appreciate it, really. I think I did the same to you about Bellatrix Lestrange."
Hermione's face went very pale. Harry noticed it and took her hands to guide her towards the couch. He gestured his wand to the fireplace and said "Aluminare Fuoco". Then a fire started as if to comfort them.
He then looked at Hermione who was putting her hands tightly on her knees. He didn't know how to start and he would definitely not use his abilities to read her mind. This was going to be a very long due conversation. They were still both very weak about this particular matter and they needed to talk about it with much sensibility.
"I know what a bad person she was, what she did to Neville's parents, to Sirius and to so many other persons. But ... I killed her Harry, I took someone's life. I was not ready for that at all. I had absolutely no right to do so actually!"
"But she owed it! "Harry protested.
"I know, but still... In my mind, I'm no better than she is. She killed people, I killed her. You know, sometimes I'm dreaming about it. I'm having nightmares. I see her family and they're blaming me about Bellatrix's death. And you know, when Ii wake up in the middle of the night after such a nightmare ... I can't go back to sleep very quickly and I have time to think about it. Sometimes, I feel I'm as bad as her. I killed someone as she did."
"I will not let you go on with this total nonsense! You did the exact right thing to do! The whole magical world is still thanking you for that! In fact I would have loved to have done that in your place. To avenge Sirius." Harry interrupted her.
"Harry, the whole magical world is thanking YOU for defeating Voldemort. No one's grateful about what I did." She said.
"I am. You did avenge Sirius! And Neville's parents as well! I truly am thankful" he stated.
"I know you are," she started and then she stopped, "how about you Harry? Why were you disappointed?" she asked.
Harry sighed and seemed to do a little bit of thinking as if trying to sort his thoughts out before talking to Hermione. He was finding his shoes so interesting that he was staring at them as if trying a spell on them. He sighed again.
"It's stupid. It really is." He started.
"Tell me." Hermione gently encouraged him.
"Alright then. I was disappointed because I was kinda expecting something to happen. It's hard to explain, but ... I don't know ... You know I imagined what would happen a lot before that battle. And it always was like the birth of a new world as soon as Voldemort was dead. I was excepting a very good thing to happen as if to balance all the bad things he did."
"But that did happened Harry! You freed the world from an evil person!" Hermione protested.
"I know but I selfishly was waiting for something a little bit more grateful towards me." He simply said, blushing a little.
"Like what?" asked Hermione still not getting his point.
"Like having my parents and Sirius back. I know it's stupid and that there was no way for it to happen. But to me it was like the whole world owed that to me." He stopped and then again found a particular interest in his shoes, then he gave an ironic laugh "Guess I read way too much muggle fairy tales".
"I guess that would have been just fair considering all that was taken away from you." Hermione simply stated. "It's not being selfish at all to hope that. It's just being human."
Harry then looked at Hermione as if he was having a sudden idea. "Do you know a way?" he asked expectantly.
"A way for what?"
"To make them come back." He said.
"Harry, you know very well that if there were such a possibility, someone would have come up with a long time ago. I'm sorry." She said as nicely as she could, not to hurt him any more.
He sighed again and suddenly stood up from the couch.
"Alright, we still have lots of boxes to empty! Let go back to work!"
"Usually I'm the one to hide up behind work" Hermione thought to herself.
"I'm not hiding" he said.
"Harry James Potter! How dare you reading my thoughts again? This is rude!" Hermione exclaimed!
"What is rude? "Asked Ginny that was just entering the apartment to give a hand to the unpacking.
"Nothing" said an amused Harry Potter.
"I see." Said Ginny, so how many boxes are left?" she asked ready to start
"Well we were nearly finished to see in which room they're supposed to go." Said Hermione.
"Ok so let's unpack then" said a very enthusiast Ginny."
"Yep" stated Hermione.
"They went through the boxes during two full hours and then stopped to have a better look at the apartment. When she was done with the latest of the boxes she had to take care of, Hermione stood in the middle of the living room and take a look all around her. She was smiling as she was actually discovering the apartment. She was even noticing things she had unpacked, but she had not enough time to really look at. There was this cute picture of Ron, Harry and her during their seventh year. There was the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup standing over the fireplace. As they had won it a numerous amount of times, Dumbledore had decided to give the whole Gryffindor team a reproduction of the original cup.
"Well now you can call it home, it really looks like something!" said a very proud Hermione.
"Alright ladies, to thank you for your help, we're gonna go to Luna's restaurant tonight, my treat" said Harry.
"Thank you Harry" the two young women said.
Tadam!! Ok I know it's not very long! Please review!
On with the story
"We never really talked about it." Harry simply stated after a moment.
"You mean about defeating Voldemort?"
"Yes. You're the only one that never asked me questions about it in fact." He mused.
"I know. It's just that there never seemed to be a good time to speak about it. I mean ... It was a big deal in your life and I wanted to give you all the time you needed to get over it."
"I understand. And I appreciate it, really. I think I did the same to you about Bellatrix Lestrange."
Hermione's face went very pale. Harry noticed it and took her hands to guide her towards the couch. He gestured his wand to the fireplace and said "Aluminare Fuoco". Then a fire started as if to comfort them.
He then looked at Hermione who was putting her hands tightly on her knees. He didn't know how to start and he would definitely not use his abilities to read her mind. This was going to be a very long due conversation. They were still both very weak about this particular matter and they needed to talk about it with much sensibility.
"I know what a bad person she was, what she did to Neville's parents, to Sirius and to so many other persons. But ... I killed her Harry, I took someone's life. I was not ready for that at all. I had absolutely no right to do so actually!"
"But she owed it! "Harry protested.
"I know, but still... In my mind, I'm no better than she is. She killed people, I killed her. You know, sometimes I'm dreaming about it. I'm having nightmares. I see her family and they're blaming me about Bellatrix's death. And you know, when Ii wake up in the middle of the night after such a nightmare ... I can't go back to sleep very quickly and I have time to think about it. Sometimes, I feel I'm as bad as her. I killed someone as she did."
"I will not let you go on with this total nonsense! You did the exact right thing to do! The whole magical world is still thanking you for that! In fact I would have loved to have done that in your place. To avenge Sirius." Harry interrupted her.
"Harry, the whole magical world is thanking YOU for defeating Voldemort. No one's grateful about what I did." She said.
"I am. You did avenge Sirius! And Neville's parents as well! I truly am thankful" he stated.
"I know you are," she started and then she stopped, "how about you Harry? Why were you disappointed?" she asked.
Harry sighed and seemed to do a little bit of thinking as if trying to sort his thoughts out before talking to Hermione. He was finding his shoes so interesting that he was staring at them as if trying a spell on them. He sighed again.
"It's stupid. It really is." He started.
"Tell me." Hermione gently encouraged him.
"Alright then. I was disappointed because I was kinda expecting something to happen. It's hard to explain, but ... I don't know ... You know I imagined what would happen a lot before that battle. And it always was like the birth of a new world as soon as Voldemort was dead. I was excepting a very good thing to happen as if to balance all the bad things he did."
"But that did happened Harry! You freed the world from an evil person!" Hermione protested.
"I know but I selfishly was waiting for something a little bit more grateful towards me." He simply said, blushing a little.
"Like what?" asked Hermione still not getting his point.
"Like having my parents and Sirius back. I know it's stupid and that there was no way for it to happen. But to me it was like the whole world owed that to me." He stopped and then again found a particular interest in his shoes, then he gave an ironic laugh "Guess I read way too much muggle fairy tales".
"I guess that would have been just fair considering all that was taken away from you." Hermione simply stated. "It's not being selfish at all to hope that. It's just being human."
Harry then looked at Hermione as if he was having a sudden idea. "Do you know a way?" he asked expectantly.
"A way for what?"
"To make them come back." He said.
"Harry, you know very well that if there were such a possibility, someone would have come up with a long time ago. I'm sorry." She said as nicely as she could, not to hurt him any more.
He sighed again and suddenly stood up from the couch.
"Alright, we still have lots of boxes to empty! Let go back to work!"
"Usually I'm the one to hide up behind work" Hermione thought to herself.
"I'm not hiding" he said.
"Harry James Potter! How dare you reading my thoughts again? This is rude!" Hermione exclaimed!
"What is rude? "Asked Ginny that was just entering the apartment to give a hand to the unpacking.
"Nothing" said an amused Harry Potter.
"I see." Said Ginny, so how many boxes are left?" she asked ready to start
"Well we were nearly finished to see in which room they're supposed to go." Said Hermione.
"Ok so let's unpack then" said a very enthusiast Ginny."
"Yep" stated Hermione.
"They went through the boxes during two full hours and then stopped to have a better look at the apartment. When she was done with the latest of the boxes she had to take care of, Hermione stood in the middle of the living room and take a look all around her. She was smiling as she was actually discovering the apartment. She was even noticing things she had unpacked, but she had not enough time to really look at. There was this cute picture of Ron, Harry and her during their seventh year. There was the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup standing over the fireplace. As they had won it a numerous amount of times, Dumbledore had decided to give the whole Gryffindor team a reproduction of the original cup.
"Well now you can call it home, it really looks like something!" said a very proud Hermione.
"Alright ladies, to thank you for your help, we're gonna go to Luna's restaurant tonight, my treat" said Harry.
"Thank you Harry" the two young women said.
Tadam!! Ok I know it's not very long! Please review!