Will anything good ever happen to me

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Chapter 8:: The Last night in the Granger's House

Hermione walked down her street to the nearest park and sat on the merry-go-round. She began to push herself with her feet. It was starting to get dark. She didn't care. She wanted to stay there forever. Hermione took, what was in her pocket, out. It was a knife. She was thinking whether or not she would except Dumbledore's offer. Hermione was confused and lost. 'I wonder if this is how Harry feels before he cuts himself?' She asked herself. She held the knife in her hand and cut her upper arm. She started to cry. Then, she took the knife in her other hand and did the same. She heard footsteps behind her. She lower her shirt so it covered her cuts, she dropped the knife and buried it in the sand with her feet and put a stick on top of it so she could find it again. The person sat next to her. She was afraid to look at them.

"Hi 'Mione." The voice next to her said.

'Oh my gosh. I think it's Harry. How did he know where to look for me?' she asked herself. She looked up. It was Harry. Suddenly, she felt a bit better. Harry looked at her tear stained face.

"How did you find me?"

"Well, when I got mad I used to go to the park too. When I was sad I'd go sit half way on the slide and look up at the stars, and think about my parents." He replied smiling. "Hermione, I'm really sorry about your parents. But blaming yourself isn't going to help. And cutting is not the answer either. Hermione, please don't hurt yourself!" She was starting to cry again. Harry was trying hard to hold back. He kissed Hermione on the forehead. Harry picked the crying Hermione in his arms and let her rest her head on his shoulder.

"Come on then. Let's go back." He said trying to smile. He could feel Hermione nodding her head. Harry carried her the whole way back to her house. Apparently, she decided to fall asleep on their way back. She felt so safe in his arms. So, Harry took off both their shoes and carried her up to her room while smiling for a moment at Dumbledore. Harry tucked Hermione in with a kiss and went downstairs. He found Professor Dumbledore sitting on the couch.

"Would you like some tea?" He asked. "Or something to eat."

"No, no thank you. I'm fine."

"Professor. I was wondering, why would Voldemort go after Hermione's parents?"

"Voldemort knew that you were here and knew that if he attacked Hermione and her parents here you would fight. So he went after Hermione's parents at work along with the others at their work. I imagine he will becoming after you and Hermione. Oh and Harry. I have the best witches and wizards watching this house tonight. Tomorrow we will leave for Hogwarts.

"Oh, I see. Well I'd better get some sleep. See you in the morning."

Harry nodded and threw Dumbledore a few blankets and a pillow. He smiled a smile that said 'sorry about the sleeping arrangements.' Dumbledore smiled back.

Instead of sleeping in the guestroom, he slept in Hermione's room on the floor. He quickly fell asleep thinking about Hermione.

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