What He Saw
By: Karma's Slave
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Freestyle
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Sirius saw Hermione standing outside and against the wall of the reception hall. He saw as she took a deep breathe trying to keep the tears she has been fighting with for so long now. But it was a fight she certainly wasn't going to win.
Today was the best day of Lavender Brown now Weasley's life; while it was the worst of Hermione Granger's life.
Sirius, thought it was cruel irony that which this was supposed to be her day and not Lavender's. Ron Weasley had been dating both Hermione and Lavender at the same time; when the girls had found about each other, that was the day Ron proposed and chose Lavender over Hermione. It was a devastating blow to Hermione.
Sirius continued to watch Hermione as she sank to the hard ground, in her black dress. It was obvious as to why she wore it, she was grieving.
Taking a sip from his champagne glass Sirius always thought of Hermione like a rose, she started off so small and fragile. 'But she isn't small and fragile anymore', he thought to himself. Hermione was strong, tall and sturdy catching the eyes of anyone who would pass her by. They would stare at her petals, her color and scent. Acts Sirius caught himself doing.
'If they were only seeing what I am seeing' Sirius thought to himself again. 'They'd cry' he added.
Now these days, her thorns are pushing everyone away, Hermione's appearance isn't all that it seems to be. 'Yes, no doubt that she's beautiful and bright and colorful but deep down I can see her roots look for something to hold.' Sirius thought to himself.
And that was when he walked over and now standing in front of Hermione; holding his hand out for her to grab.
The End.
