Somewhere, in the distance he heard a voice talking, but he couldn't understand anything that was being said. He felt broken, bleeding and in lots amounts of pain.

"Is he dead?" he heard a sudden voice above him.

For a moment the darkness took him again, before he started to lift from the floor. Behind the broken mask he spotted Hermione's face.

"Get him outside now! Hurry!"

Yet again he blacked out, and the next moment he woke up he heard the sound of roaring jets while he was moving at a very fast speed; almost as if he was flying.

The darkness took him for a good while, but slowly morphing into a blinding light. Out of the light three human-shaped shadows came, walking towards him where he was lying on the ground.

"It's okay, Harry. You can let go now", a woman's voice told him.

The voice filled him with peace and happiness. He would never have to worry about anything else anymore. He would be free from all his responsibility, and never ever again have to suffer or see others suffer because of him.

His parents and Uncle Sirius looked down at him, all of them smiling with comforting face expressions.

"You made us proud, son", James Potter slowly nodded. "Prouder than you'll ever know."

Harry swallowed, slowly embracing the warm feeling of being at peace with himself and everything else.

Uncle Sirius crouched down beside him, grabbing his hand. "You can fight it, Harry. I know you can. You're stronger than you realize. Fight it!"

The warm feeling got overwhelmed by the courage to fight back, no matter what, and the bright light died out.

"Fight it!"

He pulled Harry up, and in the next moment he was lying down on a bed, tucked in under a cover. His suit – beaten up, scorched and ruined – was hanging on a chair.

His web-shooters were also gone. The room he found himself in was entirely made out of concrete, like a bunker of some sort. It was a pretty big room, with a corridor leading straight out of here.

Maybe that corridor was his best chance of getting some answers as to where he was.

As he tried to move, he gave a yell from the pain. Immediately Hermione came running into the room, almost throwing herself over him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You just came back from the dead for a few hours ago."

Tears were still on her face. She looked exhausted.

"What – what happened?"

Hermione crossed her arms and sniffed. "Mr Stark saved your life."

"He's here?" Harry said loudly.

"Yes, Harry. If it weren't for him…", tears began to roll down her face again and she wrapped her arms around him.

Harry slowly stroked her hair while she was sobbing. "I know."

"Yeah, you can thank me later", Tony entered the room while chewing on a burger. "It's not exactly easy to put together a make-shift working space in the middle of god damn nowhere. And ordering food-delivery out here is… just – wow!"

Hermione slowly let go of him.

Harry frowned in confusion. "What? You made this place just…"

"Just to save you? God no!" Tony chuckled. "I had it built for a few months ago – after I found out where your school is apparently located. Yeah, so that's the story."

"And that green creature? One of yours?" Harry mumbled.

Tony scoffed with an insulted facial expression. "Ha, no."

"It ran away", said Hermione. "I don't know why."

Harry pulled himself out of bed. "In that case I have to stop it", he groaned as his body failed to hold him up and he fell down on the floor on all fours.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you", said Tony as he took a sip out of a cup of coffee.

"I already told him that – apparently he wants to get himself killed", Hermione sighed as she helped him up on the bed again.

Harry looked at her.

"I'm right here, you know."

She stared back at him with a stern look. "Harry, you can't just go back into a fight in your condition. You may have a bit of self-healing but that doesn't mean you're invincible."

Tony threw what was left of his burger in a trash-can.

He took a few steps towards him. "She's right, buddy. Only fools like us are heroes, the greater fools are those that believe they can use their power to trample over people without power."

Harry glanced up at him. "And what do you believe?"

Tony shrugged. "I believe that… there's a hero in all of us – a spark of hope to keep us alive. Even if things go to hell, we just have to push through and do whatever it takes to get through tough situations. And I need that from you right now. Can you do that – Spider-Man?"

Harry slowly nodded. "Yeah."

After Harry had a bit of food and rest, Tony went ahead and showed him the project him and Hermione had been building on while he was out.

"So here it is", Tony uncovered a table with a perfectly new suit. "We took the same designs from your previous suit and merged the fabrics with a thin layer of gold-titanium alloy covering your whole body. I should add that it's reinforced with silicon infused-steel. And so that you don't have to sew the damn thing up every time, we made it use an advanced Nano-technology. Nothing too fancy, but it'll do."

Harry stared at him completely baffled, trying to understand what he'd just said. "What…? Sorry – English?"

Tony just stared back, with the expression of someone who's Christmas present wasn't good enough.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Harry's not the science type."

Tony sighed.

"Basically your suit take most of the beating for you, and it's self-repairing. Should save you a couple of hospital-bills."

"Wow. That's all you had to tell me", Harry shook his head.

A loud sudden beeping came out of nowhere.

Tony looked down at his wrist. "Don't worry – it's me. Alarm at the Avengers headquarters. Well, kids you're on your own for now – big trouble. Pleasure working with another genius", he quickly shook Hermione's hand before heading towards the exit.

Hermione blushed.

"What, you're leaving us now?" Harry said in half panic. "Are you just gonna leave hundreds of people to die?"

Tony turned around.

"I'm not leaving anything. You wanted technical support; and now I'm gone", his suit came straight crashing through the roof, wrapped itself around him and in the next second he flew out the same way.

Harry stared speechlessly at the spot Tony had been at for just a second ago. Finally he looked at Hermione, who was still blushing with her hands covering her mouth.

"He called me a genius", she whispered.

Harry sighed, shaking his head.

Harry got into the new suit, swung away with Hermione out of the bunker, and put her down outside the Great Hall.

People were still repairing the place after his fight with the burning creature.

"Well, here's your stop."

"Thanks, Har… – Spider-Man."

"Sure."

Harry swung outside and up high by the towers; he needed to find that thing before it hurt anyone else.

A few hours away from midnight, he finally gave up on his search and returned to the Gryffindor-tower.

Hermione wasn't there, probably still at the library. He waited for her in the common room by the fireplace.

During the first hour he didn't worry too much, but after another hour he started to wonder where she'd run off to; surely the library had closed by now.

When the third hour had gone, he ran out of patience.

"Hey Neville, know where Hermione is?" he looked over his shoulder at Neville, sitting by the window with Seamus and playing Wizard's Chess.

"I thought she went to the library", Neville said, looking confused. "Didn't she say anything?"

"No. Seamus?"

"I thought she'd be with you", said Seamus.

Harry got up from the couch. "I'll check the library."

Yet again, he found himself outside in the snow in his suit, anxiously swinging his way towards the library.

He broke his way in through the window, but no one was there. He checked everywhere; her dormitory, the bathrooms, every possible classroom, and even outside.

Harry returned without his suit on to the common room.

"Any luck?" Seamus asked.

"No sign of her", Harry said, pretending to be out of his breath. "I've checked every floor. It's like she's completely gone."

"Maybe she's in the Astronomy Tower", said Neville.

"Then why didn't she tell me?"

Ginny came half-running down the stairs. "Who's gone?"

"Hermione", Harry mumbled.

Ginny looked at him without saying a word.

"She…", Ginny sighed and crossed her arms with a guilty look on her face. "I should've told you. She just wants to be alone for a while; she's in the prefect's bathrooms."

Harry became a bit nervous, almost panicking over why that was.

"What? Why?"

Ginny inhaled deeply and exhaled. "I don't know, Harry. She's not really feeling very well."

"She's sick?"

"No."

One look from Ginny was all it took, and Harry understood what was happening. He felt angry, betrayed.

"She's dumping me, isn't she? After all we've been through?"

"I don't have the right to tell you that – you should talk to Hermione about it."

Harry spent the night awake in his bed, staring up at the ceiling with an empty feeling inside of him.

The first thing that happened the next morning was Hermione rushing towards him in the Great Hall. She seemed to be in a lot of distress.

"Oh, so now you've decided to show up!" Harry sneered as he got up. "Do you mind telling me what's going on with you?"

"Not now", she pushed her way past him.

Harry didn't understand a thing. What was it he'd done wrong?

He grabbed her arm to stop her. "What do you mean? I thought you loved me. I love you, you know that right?"

"Please don't make a scene", she gave him a pleading look.

He noticed a couple of faint bruises on her face along with an almost invisible black-eye.

"Can we talk about it outside then?"

Harry noticed how much attention they'd drawn to them, with most people staring at them or whispering to each other.

Hermione slowly nodded and they walked outside to a less occupied corner.

"So what's going on with you?" Harry asked.

"You do very well know what's going on", Hermione whispered.

She seemed almost afraid of him as she backed into the corner.

"What? Did I hurt you in some way? Is this about Spider-Man again?"

Hermione just stared at him with a cold look on her face.

"Yes. You hurt me and my feelings for you", she mumbled. "I don't know if I want to be close to you."

"What?" Harry exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"

He felt even more confused than before. How had he been hurting her? Had he been walking in his sleep?

Hermione wiped a couple of tears from her face.

"Don't pretend like you don't know", she whispered.

"I really don't, Hermione. What is going on?"

"I'm breaking up with you", she sniffed. "I don't know if I can be with someone that doesn't respect me."

"Why?" he felt tears rolling down his face and he couldn't stop it. "If this about Spider-Man, I can take a few weeks break or longer!"

Hermione changed her tone completely around and suddenly became very angry and raised her voice; she finally snapped.

"No, Harry! This is about you! Don't you remember last night? You met me in the library, and when we went to the prefect's bathrooms together and it was supposed just the two of us? When you pushed me towards the wall against will and tried to pull my clothes off with force? I even told you to stop, instead you hit me. Do you know what they call that? It's called abuse! I had to jinx you to get free!"

Harry had completely lost himself and didn't understand what she was talking about.

"I was waiting on you in the common room all the time. I would never…"

"Just so you know, I'm informing my parents and professor Dumbledore about your behavior. Because I see now that the person I fell in love with is no longer here; you're dangerous."

She tried to push her way past him, but he grabbed her arm.

"Listen to me, Hermione. I would never do anything to hurt you. Out of all people, you should know I'm not that kind of person!"

"I don't care. What's done is done", she pulled out of his grip.

"Can we be friends at least? Like before?"

She looked at him with a heart-broken gaze. "I don't know. Maybe when things go back to how they used to be. For right now I want you to leave me alone."

She pushed her way past him, into the Great Hall and left standing there.

AUTHORS END NOTES

Excuse me for the language in these notes.

Now when I look back on this story, Hermione is a god damn drama queen haha.

But I needed to split them apart without going the "oh no the villain blackmails me to be a bitch"-route, a.k.a Spider-Man 3.

There's actually someone causing this chaos, and Hermione believes it's Harry. She's smarter than this, since she knows Harry would never hurt her, but I'd imagine being with Spider-Man would be one of the most coolest things ever but also super stressful. She basically underestimates him, and she's right to do so as Harry is reckless as Spider-Man.