This is a Harry Potter one-shot. Hermione/Harry implied (I meant to imply it anyway)
"You know I miss home... even if my parents weren't the best-" Harry interrupts me "or good at all, Hermione" I give Harry a disapproving look "Harry they had flaws, even though they made it clear that they didn't like me, they always made sure I had everything I needed. Even if it was just a little bit, somewhere deep inside they did love me." Harry looks a bit skeptical but he doesn't say anything instead he just puts his arm around my shoulder. I rest my head on Harry's shoulder and sigh. "I'm sure you miss something from our old life. Even if you don't want to admit it." Harry tries to keep his face neutral but I can tell by the tension in the way he's sitting that something is bothering him. I lift my head from his shoulder and look him in the eyes. "What's wrong, Harry?" I look at him and know what he is going to say. "And don't say you're fine. I know you aren't." Harry sighs and looks away. "It's stupid. I shouldn't even think it." I smile at him and take his hand. "I'm here for you. You know that you can tell me anything, right?" He looks down at our hands. "I just can't help but think that one day you'll realize that I'm not good enough for you and leave me. I don't want to be alone again..." I pull Harry into a tight hug. "Harry, I'll never leave you alone. You're my best friend and that means you're stuck with me forever."