Hi again! Sorry I updated only Part 1 of Chapter 7 last night. I am sick today, so I either might update a lot more often because of it, or less. It's probably the aftermath of that asthma attack I had yesterday. No Flames! PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! On with the story:

Harry's POV:

I raced down the Transportation Department at top speed, determined to catch her and tell her I loved her before she leaves forever.
"Harry!" I heard someone should behind me. I disregarded it until I felt the person wheel me around to face them. It was Ron. We walked on, Luna trailing behind us. I finally spotted her and we sped over. Luna stood a bit further back and Ron and I came to a halt directly in front of her.

Normal POV:

"Hermione?" Harry said when she turned to face them. She didn't reply. He started again, but she started to run away from them. Ron hit her with a petrifying jinx and caught her.
"Ron!" Harry berated him. And he removed the jinx, but held her firmly by the upper arm, but she pushed him away. She wasn't trying to escape anymore, so he began yet again.
"Would-would you maybe please let me kiss you?" He asked nervously, his eyes filled with longing. She shook her head. His heart slid down hopelessly his chest. He sighed deeply and his shoulders dropped a few degrees.
"Hug you?" He inquired much like a helpless little boy to an abusive guardian. It broke Hermione's heart, but still she shook her head. This time, a good amount of light left his eyes, causing them to look a bit dead. Seeing this, Hermione looked down. He reached out and cautiously brushed the tips of his fingers ever so gently against her's, but as though he was an unwanted insect, she pulled her hand away from his so quickly she almost smacked herself. At this, Harry's heart began to shred itself into small pieces.
"Talk to you? You don't even have to reply. I mean, I'd like you to. So even if you still hate me, I'll have gotten to hear your beautiful voice one last time." He said hopefully, but he doubted seriously she would accept, after all the pain he had clearly caused her. Those four sentences would have easily melted any girl's heart, but Hermione had amazingly resisted. She, again, shook her head, but by now she was close to tears, though it was nothing compared to how Harry felt.
"O-ok," He said tearfully, "Well, if I can't kiss you, or hug you, or speak to you, or even make you look up at me...I think I'm out. I'm out. I-oh, I'm talking to you aren't I? I'm so sorry. I'll-I'll go now. So you don't have me hurting you anymore. I'm sorry I did before. Oh, right, talking. Bye. I wish you all the best." He ended and he looked like he would've liked nothing better than to kiss her or at least touch her, but all he did was turn on his heel and walk away, despondent.
"What the hell did you just do?" Ron half-yelled once his heartbroken friend had shuffled, shoulders drooped and head down out of earshot. "I've never seen him so hurt! He sprinted here after you, gathered all of his courage and you broke his heart! Did you hear him at all? "Your beautiful voice"? Come on, Hermione, you're not daft! "Would you maybe please let me kiss you?" he's never been so jittery in his life. And how'd you react to him opening up to you, all but confessing his love to you-and the only reason he didn't was because you refused to let him-and he listened to you! What does that tell you? No matter how ridiculous your restraint was, no matter how much he wanted it, he did what you asked!"
"But-you-I thought you had feelings for me!" Hermione shrieked, apparently trying to change the subject.
"I do! But, look Hermione, he's-we'd never last! And if he could fit all the love he feels for you in a bottle, it'd be fuller than mine would be by far." Ron said, glancing back at Harry, who was now full out crying in Luna's arms.
"Ron-" She began, but he cut her across.
"Look at him! Do you see how much you hurt him?" He questioned her as though he was a detective. Her eyes immediately softened at this, and she began to cry too. Not out of sadness out rejection from someone she loved like he had, but out of guilt at inflicting pain on someone who had opened their heart to her.
"You know, maybe one day you'll realize exactly how much pain you just caused him and, maybe if you're lucky, you'll be able to apologize. And quite honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if he went home just now and suffocated himself. You mean that much to him. And you just threw him to the wolves didn't you?" He continued relentlessly, ignoring her tears. What he didn't notice was at that moment, Harry and Luna arrived within earshot.
"I'd hug you," Ron said insensitively and quite meanly, "But you don't allow that anymore do you?"
"Ron," Harry said from behind him, his voice constricted with tears because she had rejected him, yet still he was sticking up for her. " Leave her." and with that, he walked off, head hanging. Luna placed her hand gently on his shoulder and turned to Hermione. She mouthed, "You really did hurt him," to her. Hermione nodded and sobbed harder.
"Goodbye Hermione." Ron said blankly before turning around and leaving. She completely lost control when Ron, too, left her. Now she had no one. And the worst part was, it was all her fault.

At Grindmald Place: Luna and Harry.
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Harry had never felt so terrible. He collapsed on the armchair and began to suffocate himself, his hand held firmly over his mouth and clutching his nose shut at the same time, the other hand squeezing his neck tighter and tighter. It wasn't quick enough in his opinion, so he stood, ignored Luna's yells and grabbed the sharpest knife he had from the kitchen but Luna pulled it out of his hand just before it made contact with his skin. She pushed him back into the chair and let him cry. After a bit, she took great pity on him and stepped forward and hugged him.
Despite her many attempts to cheer him up, he cried himself to sleep in that same chair, thinking of Hermione and how much he must've hurt her, but somewhere inside him, he wondered what he had done wrong and whether he could fix it. It broke his heart to think that he harmed in any way; that he had made her hate him.

I know, I know! I made Hermione such a witch with a capital B but you have to realize how she must be feeling! The next chapter is the last one. Check out my other stories, I am starting on two more and I will upload a.s.a.p.! PLEASE REVIEW!