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Though I'm glad that a couple people liked my last chapter, I really will try and make it more exciting. It's just that this is after the second war, and Voldemort has been defeated.. the Death Eaters have either fled, been arrested, or killed.. there's really not much I can do. Sorry if you came here searching for adventure.. :3 I do hope you like the rest of the story, though!
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While I was writing this I was listening to the Dead Island (Announcement trailer) track, and it's just so sad. Sorry if that reflects on the story it's self.

Complete silence was heard throughout the halls of Hogwarts, the sun having not even been up yet. Hermionie stretched, gazing at the sleeping figure in the bed opposite her. Silently changing into a faded hoodie, jeans, and fuzzy socks she padded along the freezing cobblestone floor of the Hospital Wing. Turning at t the doors, she watched the only other sleeping figure in the room, wondering what he might be dreaming of that would make him so happy. Leaving the thought behind her, she walked the silent corridors to the school entrance and slipped her trainers on. Pushing one of the large doors and silently thanking Filch for hating Peeves, she slipped through and closed the doors again with a soft 'thud'. She looked across the misty school grounds, fingering the bracelet that she had always worn, the words printed across saying "This Star Won't Go Out". Hermionie had worn the bracelet throughout the war and it had given her hope in the most desperate of times. Happy to know that nobody was out there except for her, she began the cold trek across frosty grass toward the large willow tree that was rooted beside the Black Lake. Conjuring a fairly large blanket for her to rest on, she sat down and waited. She knew that he would find her out here. She just knew.

The Doctor woke with a start, practically falling out of the hard mattress of the hospital bed. Hermionie had begged him to stay in the Hospital wing with her, since she refused to go to the Gryffindor common room, and didn't like being in there alone. Looking around him, he searched for the thing that had woken him from his fantastic memory of his time in the Black Lake. With Hermionie, he had found merpeople (who he hadn't seen in absolutely ages) and raced with Harry and Ron.

Finally deciding that nothing was out of place, he decided that now was a good time to get up anyway, the sun would rise in about 10 minutes and he wouldn't miss it for the world. Of course, he could always take the TARDIS back in time by a couple of minutes, but he'd rather not try in case he ended up on some random distant moon and couldn't get back. Quietly as he could, he slipped on the new clothes he had retrieved from the TARDIS the night before. Slowly made his way to the doors of the Hospital, so as to not wake up Hermionie, when he noticed something quite obvious that he should've seen before. Hermionie was missing. Thinking she had probably just gone back to Gryffindor Tower for the night instead, he slipped out of the door, and made his way outside.

Hermionie groggily opened her eyes, woken by the movement beside her. Looking towards the person that had disturbed her sleep, she noticed it was the Doctor.

"Good morning!" he said, smiling.

"'Morning, Doctor." Hermionie said, not quite as cheerful as him. Feeling the heat radiating off of him, she moved closer, shivering just a slight bit. The Doctor, unfortunately, had seen her shivering.

"How long exactly have you been out here?" he asked, motioning to her to come closer to him so that they were shoulder to shoulder.

"Long enough.." she said, rubbing her arms in attempt to warm them up. The Doctor shook his head at her, wondering how long she was really out here for. The thought quickly slipped his mind, however, when Hermionie's face was lit up by the first rays of the sun. The pair quietly looked on at the glowing orb that was currently rising from behind the hills surrounding Hogwarts. Without notice, Hermionie had slipped her hand inside of the Doctor's and leaned her head against him.

"It hasn't been this beautiful since I hadn't known about magic." She whispered, gazing at the beautiful sight of the sun's warmth helping to create life. "The war and bullying stalled all beauty in the world back then. But now.." Hermionie trailed off, looking around her. Tear tracks made their way across her face as she remembered what it had been like then. She missed her parents, who had supported her from the day she found out she was a witch to the day that she had to obliviate them. Remus Lupin, the best DADA teacher she had ever had, and greatest friend (other than Harry and Ron). Tonks, who she hadn't really known, but known that she loved her son and husband enough to die for them.

"You alright?" the Doctor asked, looking down at her. She gently nodded, and re-took her place of leaning against him. "Well if you're so fine, then why are you crying?"

"So many people lost their lives.. their families, friends, everything.. The war may be over, but the damage will be forever." she said, sniffing.

"I know, Hermionie. I know."

Harry Potter was woken by the lazy sun rising over the hills around Hogwarts. Turning away from the intense bright light, he remembered that he had promised Ron an early game of quidditch. Shaking his head, he wondered if his friend would ever grow up. He jumped out of the warm bed and woke Ron up, reminding him of his promise, and both of them ended up ready and dressed within minutes. Layers of clothes around them, they marched out of the school, both eager for an early morning practise. Opening wide the doors to outside, they didn't bother going to the Quidditch pitch, taking off immediately into the cool air. Circling around the grounds as a warm-up, they didn't even notice the couple under the shedding willow tree.

"What do you want to do?" Harry asked Ron, hovering in front of him.

"No idea. Chicken across the lake?" Ron said with a smirk, challenging the boy in front of him.

"But.. the lake must be freezing!" Harry exclaimed, horrified at the thought of falling in. He unconsciously brought himself further into his Weasley jumper.

"What's the matter? Chicken?" Ron said, making horrible chicken-like noises and flying around Harry.

Although he tried and tried, Harry couldn't stay away from a challenge. So he accepted.

Flying to opposite sides of the large, dark lake, the two shot forward at the exact same time, heading straight for each other.

Hermionie and the Doctor were enjoying the calm quiet of the morning. The almost silent rustle of the leaves over them and the gentle waves from the lake made the morning beautiful.

That is, until two dunderheads decided to play chicken right in front of them.

They shot off at exactly the same time, racing toward each other. The Doctor cried out for them to stop, but his cry was muffled by Hermionie's hand.

"Shhh, they know what they're doing." she whispered quietly laughing at the man beside her.

"But - but - they'll kill each other!" He urgently said to her, causing her to laugh harder.

"No they won't- just wait!" Hermionie said, patting him on the head.

The exact moment she said this, the boys were only a metre from becoming a head-on collision. However, at the last second Harry dived under Ron, only missing him by inches. The Doctor flinched at the sight of this, even now expecting one of the boys to fall into the dark water below.

"Harry! Ron!" Hermionie called out, standing up. She waved her arms to get their attention, and walked back toward the Doctor. She had her 'I told you so' face on.

"Don't even say it.." the Doctor said, face-palming as the boys arrived to their hiding spot.

Hermionie turned to her friends, and addressed them both before crying out in mock outrage; "That was two seconds slower than last time!" and hugging them.

"Good memory for a girl that had previously been in a coma for almost three months." Harry said, laughing. Hermionie giggled and sat back down on the blanket she was sharing with the Doctor. She, once again, grabbed his hand for not only the warmth it was giving her left hand, but because it just felt right.

Ron, finally noticing something, decided to leave. "I'm hungry. See you guys." he said as he quickly walked away. Harry gave him an odd look as he walked away, and looked back to Hermionie and saw the exact same puzzlement on her face, which faded when she remember she had a guest to the castle beside her.

"Er.. moving on.." Hermionie started awkwardly, "How long are you going to be here for, Doctor?" she asked, turning to him.

"Who knows?" he asked rhetorically, falling back onto the blanket.

"I don't know." Hermionie answered, falling back the same as the Doctor.

Harry silently left the couple in peace, off to hunt for his obviously angered best friend.

Sooooo. I felt that this wasn't my best piece of work, but better than the last one. Anyone agree?

I'll post again soon if you agree! :D

(I'm joking, but still, review! It really helps.)

Also, there was a reference to the charity called "This Star Won't Go Out" (sorry if I got it wrong) that helps the families of cancer patients go through the trauma of said cancer patient's death. It was organised after and during a young girl named Esther Earl was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. Although she died when she was barely 16, she left the greatest print of love and compassion that I've known by far.
I'll leave the link to the sight containing more information, but I highly recommend you buy one of their bracelets, seeing as 100% of the money goes toward benefiting families of children with cancer and other projects in Esther's memory.

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