Well! here it is the third chapter!! Finally! I didn't have enought time to do this because all week I've been worried about university stuff :S:S. But well hope you like it and don't forget to review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hermione sighed as she looked outside her bedroom window, it was raining and it looked like it wasn't going to stop any time soon. Her mood certainly matched the weather. It had been a week since she'd last seen Harry but she already missed him like hell. While part of her was really looking forward to spending the summer with him and just being able to see him, there was still a nervous feeling about how was he doing and in what state would she find him in when they meet.
She sighed again thinking about all the progress he had made back in Hogwarts. He opened up to her about his feelings. And that hug Oh that hug, she thought dreamily, or just any contact initiated by him was really amazing, and she hoped against hope that he'll spend nice days without guilt and without his relatives annoying him.
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The nightmares just didn't seem to stop; no matter how many times he tried to tell himself that it wasn't his fault or thinking about what Hermione said to him, there just wasn't a way to end them. All the time, there was this voice inside his head that kept repeating over and over It was your fault… you're weak… and then that last part, the thing that he never told anyone, only one line, just at the end of the dream, just when Sirius fell, just when Hermione fell… Neither can live while the other survives.
The prophesy, the one thing he had kept to himself… victim or murderer, kill or be killed, sometimes he felt like running away from the troubles, find some place to stay and be another person, but as quickly as the idea came to his mind it went away, he knew he could never abandon his friends, besides Voldemort would just find him anyway.
He gasped as another wave of pain made his way into his forehead, after every nightmare he always woke up with pulsating pain on his scar. As the days passed he couldn't wait to get away from his relatives and spend the summer with his best friend. Sleep was a really difficult task and while he was really tired he didn't want to go to sleep, just watching Sirius die was enough, but seeing it every day over and over was horrible.
At the end his body gave up and he went to sleep, he was so tired that all he wanted was to lie in bed and dream of nothing, but he knew it wasn't possible, and as his mind drifted of to sleep he prepared himself for another bad dream, he prepared himself to see Sirius die, and to see Hermione fall.
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Hermione was in a really good mood; today was the day that she'll finally see Harry. She felt like singing as she got into the shower and she couldn't help but remember when she told her parents about him coming to their house and spending the summer with them.
"So Hermione, we were hoping to go on a trip or something, we've really missed you love". Said Hermione's mum.
They were already eating dinner when the conversation took place.
Hermione looked nervously at her mum not really knowing how to respond to that and thinking it was going to be really difficult to make them accept, and she understood, they haven't seen their daughter in a long time, and they wanted to catch up and just spend time as a family.
"Well mum" started Hermione with just a hint of nervousness "I was kind of hoping, if you two don't mind, that you'll let one of my friends to stay here and spend the summer with us".
The look on both her parents were of surprise, even though they knew that she had two best friends they never thought that she'll want to spend a summer with one of them, and besides she'd never had a friend staying at their house either.
Hermione continued "It's Harry mum, remember I told you about him and how horrible his relatives treat him? I just wanted to spend the summer with him and try and cheer him up because he's had a really bad year" She stopped and thought about what she was going to say and how will Harry take it when he finds out but she didn't see another way. "His godfather died and he was really depressed at the end of the year, and... and, he just seemed to be recovering when I talked to him, I just want him to have a nice summer for a change" Said Hermione with her gaze on her plate.
Her parents were quite shocked at the news but at the end they agreed and she was smiling all day long at the thought of Harry spending the summer with her and, secretly, hoping that, maybe, just maybe he'll finally see what's right in front of him. Not really knowing and almost jumping the stairs toward her room she didn't see the frown on her fathers face or the knowing smile on her mothers face.
The ride to Privet drive was a quiet one with Jake, Hermione's father, wearing a sad face which he tried to cover up with no success and Hermione wondered what was that all about. But the other thing that kept her distracted was those knowing glances and those wide grins that her mother had whenever she spotted Hermione looking outside the window with a longing face.
If Hermione was honest with herself it really bothered her that her mother seemed to know something that she didn't know. But she decided that it could wait until Harry was on her house. Right now all that was left on her mind was Harry and his emerald eyes… and his body… and she managed to stop that train of thought because her mothers grin appeared once again and she tried to think about something else because she was sure that all her face was red from those not so friendly thoughts about her best friend.
Without even noticing she was standing in front of the Dursley's front door and she rang the doorbell and stood there waiting.
Meanwhile Harry was really tired but nonetheless happy because today was the day Hermione will pick him up and he'll start what in his opinion will be the best summer of all his life. All his things were packed and he was sitting in the living room with his aunt and uncle on one of the couches, both of them with angry looks on their faces.
Just then the doorbell rang and he smiled in anticipation as he made his way to the door saying goodbye to his relatives who, he noticed, responded with just a shrug and a nod, still with frowns in both their faces.
The sight that greeted him sent butterflies to his stomach. It was Hermione, but she looked different, and even thought it was only a short time since he'd last seen her there was something in him that felt really happy and glad to see her, he didn't know why he felt like this but he decided to push that thought away and focus on the big hug he was receiving and the big smile on her face just as she said "Oh Harry, it's so good to see you. C'mon mum and dad are waiting, here let me carry Hedwig's cage for you". She said and he managed to control his goofy grin just as he replied "Thanks, it's nice to see you too 'Mione" and blushing a little added "you look really good, by the way".
The big smile and the pink on her cheeks were reward enough for him as they both made their way to Hermione's father car. After a quick greeting in which Hermione introduced her parents to Harry they all got into the car and started to make their way to her house.
It wasn't a short trip so Harry decided to take a nap and because Hermione was holding his hand in hers he wasn't really worried about nightmares. She watched him as he slept and while doing that she noticed the big bags under his eyes and wondered if he was having nightmares or something like that, all her concern must have been showing in her face because her mother watched her with a worried look at which Hermione just responded with a glance at Harry and she just got a nod for an answer.
Harry awoke sometime later, Hermione was shaking him because they were already on her house and as he looked at her worried yet happy face, he felt ten times better already, just knowing someone actually cared for him enough to look at him like that almost brought tears to his eyes. He got of the car and followed Hermione into the house after a quick talk with her parents in which they told him that they will call him for lunch once it was ready.
After dropping all of his things on the guest room which was next to Hermione's room he went to eat lunch with Hermione and her parents.
Hermione decided that today was not the day to ask questions and instead she took the opportunity to relax and watch a little of television next to Harry who she noticed was still quite tired, but she told herself He is here now, there is no need to rush, tomorrow I'll ask him, yes tomorrow. And with that thought she managed to survive the rest of the day.
Harry decided to go to sleep early as he was still tired and after a quick goodnight to Hermione's parents and a hug to Hermione, this one initiated by him, he left towards his room not noticing the dreamy look she was wearing.
As he started to enter the land of dreams he wished for a night without any nightmares and while thinking about Hermione and all the fun he was going to have with her during the summer, he drifted of to sleep with a big smile on his face. It was time to begin his real healing… it was time to start recovering.
Well that's it what do you think? I'll try and update soon, see you... when I see you. :P
