A/N: In this chapter, Hermione is at a Muggle Hospital because she was too injured for any magical potion yet.
Chapter 35
"A man in love is incomplete until he has married. Then he's finished."
- Zsa Gabor (1918 - )
Last time:
Jane smiled back and turned her head and saw her husband, his hand stretching for her's to come home. Jane took it and the two disappear. The blue necklace around Hermione broke into two. All of a sudden, Hermione felt dizzy and her world went black.
"Hermione!" yelled Harry.
Hermione's POV:
My eyes opened to a bright, white light. I was in an unfamiliar room, a white room. Over my head, the glaring lights blinded me. I was propped up on a hard uneven bed….a bed with rails. The pillows were flat and lumpy. My hands were all twisted up with bandages and another bandage around my head. I was ready to ripped off the bandage but couldn't because my right hand was stuck to something.
I saw Harry sitting down on a chair asleep but his hand holding onto my hand, probably making sure I won't go anywhere. I noticed that he also had a few stitches around his head but other than that, he looked better. I shook his hand a little to wake him up. His emerald eyes shot open and turn them to face me, I smiled at him.
"Hermione!" he jumped up and kissed me on the lips.
"You're okay." I said when he released the kiss.
"I'm just glad your awake." He said as he sat back down on his chair.
I could feel the pain in my body and knew that some weren't covered with bandages.
"How bad am I?" I asked.
"You have four broken ribs, bruises covering every inch of your skin, and you've lost a lot of blood. They gave you a few transfusions." He answered as he took my hand. "You've been asleep for almost a week. You scare me you know that."
"I'm sorry." I apologized.
He raised his eyes to the ceiling. "Of all the things to apologize for."
"What should I apologize for?"
"For nearly taking yourself away from me forever."
"I'm sorry." I apologized again.
He sighed, "I'm sorry for what I said that night about you cheating on me…everything. I was acting like a bloody jerk." His voice was even, but his face was black with fury.
I tired to reach his face with my hand but something stopped me. I glanced down to see the IV pulling my hand.
"Ugh." I winced.
"What is it?" he asked anxiously but the bleakness did not entirely leave his eyes.
"Needles," I explained, looking away.
"Afraid of a needle," he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. "Oh, a sadistic dark wizard intent on torturing her to death, sure, no problem, she gets herself stabbed and curse. An IV, on the other hand…."
I rolled my eyes and decided to change the subject.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
Harry stared at me, first confusion and then hurt touching his eyes. He frowned, "Do you want me to leave?"
"NO!" I protested, "No, I meant, where Ron or Ginny is?"
"Oh, they're finished checking in. Ron had a few bruises and Ginny had a some cuts around her head. But everyone else is fine. And your parents are here to see you."
"MY PARENTS!" I yelled wincing from the pain.
I sighed taking a deep breathe, "Harry, my parents….my mother is gonna go nuts when she sees me like this."
"Professor Dumbledore already told them what happened and yes, your mum did start to cry but relaxed. They're right now with the Weasley's eating."
"And one more question, why am I in a Muggle Hospital?"
"There wasn't even spells or potions to heal your wounds."
"That's reassuring in the near-future."
"You have nothing to worry about," he promised. "Voldemort is gone forever and your only job now is to heal."
He touched my face with both of his hands and the beeping of the monitor jumped around.
"That's going to be embarrassing," I mumbled.
Harry chuckled and a tentative look I've never seen before came into his eyes.
"Hmmm, I wonder…"
He leaned in slowly and his lips touched mine with the most gentle of pressure, the beeping noise accelerated wildly but then stopped. He pulled back abruptly, his anxious expression turning to relief as the monitor reported back to my heart.
"It seems that I'm going to have to be more careful with you." He frowned.
"I was not finished kissing you, Harry Potter." I complained, "Don't make me come over there."
He grinned and bent to press his lips lightly to mine. But then we heard people's voices coming near by to my room and he pulled away.
"I'm going to see how Ron and the others are doing."
The door opened and my parents enter. Harry nodded his head to both of them and my father did the same thing but patted him on the shoulder like a proud father would do to his son.
"Mom! Dad!"
My mom ran to me, hugs me gently, and felt warm tears falling on my cheeks. When she released me, my father hugged me too without any tears on my cheeks this time. They both looked tired and mainly, upset.
"Hermione Jane Granger, we are so mad at you!"
"I'm sorry, Mom. But everything's fine now. The Dark Lord is dead and the war is over."
"I just couldn't believe that our ancestor was a witch and you….. Why didn't you tell us about your training or anything for that matter?" asked my mom.
"I didn't want you to worry." I told her, "But I still have my powers, I think."
"Well let's see." My dad smiled at me.
I turned to see a candle next to me and with one snap, there was a small flame on top of it. I smiled.
After my parents visit, I talked to Weasley's, who apparently seemed that all of them were in the war and had cuts on their heads. Ginny and Mrs. Weasley both gave me hard hugs that made me wince a lot. After they were gone, I talked to Sirius and Remus. We three decided it was best to be friends and they were happy to play as teenagers again. Charges were off of Sirius and he and Remus became professors at Hogwarts.
We all came back to Hogwarts for the last day and we had a party celebrating this year for the war to end and school. Harry took me to the Great Hall, where it was empty but there were candles everywhere. Everything looked so beautiful…so perfect.
"Harry, why are we here?" I asked a little excited but worried at the same time.
He took both of my hands and held them as he spoke.
"Hermione, I know we only finished our 6th year at Hogwarts but I have been in love with you for such I long time that I've forgotten when I haven't been in love with you." He began, "You're the first and only person I want to wake up with in the morning and fall asleep with at night."
He bent down to one knee.
"Hermione Granger?" he looked up at me through his emerald eyes. "I promise to love you forever, every single day of forever. Will you marry me?"
He pulled out a small black box from his pocket and opened it. Nestled into the black satin, Elizabeth Mason's ring sparkled in the dim light. The face was a long oval, set with slanting rows of glittering round stones. The band was gold, delicate and narrow. The gold made a fragile web around the diamonds. I've never see anything like it.
I looked up at Harry and there were so many things I wanted to say, some were more gooey and romantic than he probably dreamed I was capable of. Rather than embarrass myself.
I whispered, "Yes."
He took my left hand and kissed my hand and then my ring that was now on my hand. I laughed as I threw my arms around him and he lifted me up. He put me back down and we kissed slow and passionate in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
