Hello again! Well, read another note at the end! PLEASE REVIEW! No flames!
Hermione's POV:
I don't want to be hurt anymore. I'm leaving. I'm not looking back. I'll try to forget about him. I'll try to move on. I'll probably never be able to forget about him. But, whether he means to or not, (I kid myself into thinking he's not) he's breaking my heart. It's completely shattered now. I see the last thing he ever wrote me sitting peacefully in my palm, and my eyes begin to sting with tears once again.
For what? You have nothing to thank me for. I should be the only thanking you. Not vice versa. I don't know where I'd be without you. I'm sorry if I scared you. I'm sorry if I caused you any disappointment o sadness. We need to talk, when you're ready. I won't force you into anything, ever. So you don't need to be frightened. Again, I'm sorry. I owe you my life, and I know I shouldn't be asking anything of you , especially after everything I've brought upon you,. But please just hear me out.
Love,
A very sorry Harry who misses your smile, your face, your voice, and everything else about you
It kills me to see it. Every time, it makes me even more uncertain. It makes me think-no, hope that he might care about me. I am in the Ministry of Magic in the Department of Transportation to catch my portkey. I've said goodbye to Ginny, Ron, Luna, and Neville. It'd too painful to say goodbye to Harry, so I didn't. I'm on my way.
Harry's POV:
I can't believe she's gone. She was the best thing that ever happened to me. The girl I fell for. The girl who stuck by me always. The girl who owns my heart. Gone. I lay depressed on Sirius's old bed, and I disregarded a soft knock on the door. I thought it was my imagination until I felt someone drag my pathetic, shaking form off the bed and envelop me in a hug. It wasn't warm enough to be Hermione. It wasn't Ginny.
It was Luna. She grinned sadly at me and pecked my cheek.
"Do you love her?" She asked him. It was almost comical how much like a comment on the weather she could make an extremely personal question sound. Nonetheless, he answered her.
"Yes. With everything I have," He told her truthfully, and he felt as though large weight had been thrown off of his shoulders hat he didn't know was there until it was gone, but it immediately returned in a tenfold. Not that he had admitted he loved her, and she was gone, it hurt even more.
"Then go after her," She said simply.
"You know, Luna," He said, realizing how true her words were, "I think I will. Thank you," She merely nodded and waved at him on his way out.
This would've been longer but I am exhausted. Picture this as Chapter 7 Part 1, ok? PLEASE REVIEW! They make me write quicker!