A/N:Hello guys! I really hope you are enjoying the stories because I'm thoroughly enjoying writing them. Please give some feedback, constructive criticism is welcome just no bashing, that's immature. Anyway, I have nothing in particular to say but, I do want you guys to send me ideas for what stories you would like me to write. Right now I'm focusing on "Journey To The Aisle" and "The Greatest Thing You'll Ever Learn" and afterward I'll be uploading another H/HR story, after that, I am clean out of ideas. I can't believe I've almost managed to post up stories that I have been thinking up since I was 15, (I'm 19 going on 20 now). So please, if you would like a certain scenario for me to write or a plot of some sort (keep to HHR please.) by all means message me! I'd really like to know what you have in mind!

PS thanks to The Spotter, for giving me the idea of letting Hedwig survive, that was such an unnecessary death in DH! I hadn't even thought of it until it was mentioned in the review =)

Sky Is Falling

I'm alive but tell me am I free?

I got eyes but tell me can I see?

The sky is falling and no one knows

Well it shouldn't be hard to believe

Shouldn't be this difficult to breathe

The sky is falling and no one knows

- "Sky Is Falling"- Lifehouse

The next morning was a hectic one. Ron had left early in the morning to the Burrow, where he would come back from, later on, accompanied by the Order. Harry was anxious to know what exactly had been planned in order to get him safely from Privet Drive to the Burrow. The charm that had protected him for sixteen years was set to expire the second he turned seventeen, the legal magical age. Harry knew he would probably not like whatever the Order had come up with, however, he was sure he could get it out of Hermione, he knew she hated keeping such important information from him.

Harry had noticed there was something strange between Hermione and Ron while they ate breakfast in his room that morning. It was even more evident when Ron said goodbye to the two, leaving them to explain to the Dursleys' why they were going to be relocated. They barely said more than two words to one another. Something was off. Had they broken up?

He decided it was better to just bluntly ask than just stay wondering. They were his friends, after all, surely they would not have kept something so important like a breakup a secret from him.

Harry found Hermione outside, she was petting Hedwig who had perched herself on Petunia's patio table. Harry smiled because he noticed Hedwig had left droppings on it, Petunia would have an aneurism when she saw it.

"Oh hey Harry I was just about to go looking for you." said Hermione brightly.

"For what?"

"Well I was thinking…it'd be a good idea to let Hedwig fly to the Burrow by herself rather than to take her in a cage. It'll lessen the load and give her a chance…if anything should happen." said Hermione, looking uneasy as she said the last bit.

"Just what is it that the Order has planned?" Harry asked inquisitively.

Hermione sighed heavily.

"I know I shouldn't tell you. The Order is going to be mad with me, but I also know you deserve to know…" said Hermione.

Harry looked at her intently.

"The plan is that six of us will be taking a Polyjuice potion to turn into you." said Hermione apprehensively.

She knew Harry was not going to make the plan at all easy.

'What?!" Harry exclaimed.

"Yes," Hermione pressed on. "Just in case the death eaters search the skies for you, which they probably will, it will cause A diversion from getting the real you."

Harry shook his head fervently.

"No, I'm not having it." he said defiantly.

"I know you don't like it Harry, but I doubt there's anything you can say to change the Order's mind." said Hermione.

"I don't want any more people putting their lives on the line!" said Harry angrily. "If there should be any casualties, it should be me and me alone."

"Don't say that." said Hermione firmly.

"But it's true, I'm tired of being the cause of innocent lives being lost."

"it's not your fault!" Hermione exclaimed. "Voldemort is evil, everyone has something against him. It doesn't matter if people know you or not, Voldemort's evil doesn't discriminate, he relishes in making others suffer. It's just how he is."

"Maybe…" said Harry. "but you're not about to say that there haven't been people that have died because of me."

Harry plopped himself heavily on one of the iron patio chairs. He felt Hermione come to him almost instinctively. She ran her hands through his hair softly.

"You shouldn't think like that." said Hermione consolingly. "Instead think of the people you'll be saving once you defeat him once and for all."

Harry remained silent. It was an optimistic dream. Who knew if he would successfully finish off Voldemort? The weight of the world was on his shoulders. Too many people were expecting too much from him. He'd try his hardest because Voldemort had to be stopped, the innocent lives had to be spared. The atrocities that were happening had to cease. However, what if he wasn't the glorious savior they all thought he was? What if his luck had finally run out? He didn't care if he died, he had made peace with the idea since he heard the prophecy. All he cared about was not letting the Wizarding World and most importantly, his friends down.

"Yeah.." said Harry.

He let Hermione continue petting his head, not dissimilar in the way she had done so with Hedwig. It felt nice, soothing even. It always struck him how comfortable he was with these sort of things with Hermione. It didn't t feel awkward at all. Unlike with Cho and even Ginny…

"So uhmm…" said Harry uncertainly. He wanted to divert the conversion to something a little less tense, and he was dying to know what had happened after he went to sleep. Anything to distract him from the gloom he sensed creeping on. "What happened last night, did you and Ron get to talk?"

"Oh…uhm yeah we did." she said, her hand in hair finally coming to an abrupt stop.

"And?"

"We broke up." she said simply.

Harry couldn't believe it. Well…yes he probably could.

"Over a book?" he said incredulously.

"It wasn't just because of that stupid book!" said Hermione defensively. "We just realized that we were going nowhere."

She stepped away from him and sat back down at the chair across from him. He was just now noticing her eyes were red and puffy, a telltale sign that she had been crying and had not had had a good night's rest. He felt bad about his own selfish desire for them to break up just so he wouldn't have to be caught in the middle. Hemione crying was something he hated to see.

"I'm sorry," said Harry genuinely.

Hermione shrugged.

"It's okay really." she said genuinely. "it ended amicably, so don't worry about having to choose sides."

"So, does that mean no more bickering?" Harry asked.

"We just broke up, we're still the two friends who always argue over petty things." said Hermione amusedly. "I guess it's more acceptable as a friend than as a couple…the fighting I mean. I love him dearly….and he does too. Sometimes it's just not meant to be."

"Well…I guess I can take that," said Harry.

"Did it bother you?" She asked curiously. "Me and Ron being together?"

Harry looked at her bemusedly. What an odd question to ask him, he thought.

"No, why?"

"I just thought the bickering might've stressed you out." said Hermione reasonably. "I know they got to be way worse than when we're just friends."

"Oh…" said Harry. He was sure she has been asking for another reason… "To be honest yes it had. I didn't like seeing you both hurt each other's feelings."

Hermione nodded.

"Yeah, it was just not a match." she shrugged.

It was a very awkward silence, one Harry was not accustomed to having with Hermione. If there was one thing that he loved about their friendship was the fact she and Ron were the only ones he could really be himself with. More so Hermione than Ron. Hermione got to see a more vulnerable side to him that not even his previous girlfriends got to see.

"Well…I'll just go finish up getting my stuff packed." said Harry.

She nodded again.

The night crept up on them fast. The time was nearing to tell the Dursleys' they had to pack their things and get as far away from Privet Drive as possible. He went upstairs to meet up with Hermione. He was grateful he had her, otherwise, he was sure he'd fly off the handle once the Dursleys' started refusing relocation which he was sure they were bound to do. Harry and Hermione sat in front of the scowling family.

"Well, as you know, I'm leaving tonight." Harry started. "For good this time."

"Good riddance I say." said Vernon.

Hermione glared at him.

"Anyway," Harry pressed on, ignoring his uncle. "It would also be a good idea if you all left the house too?"

"What?!" Vernon exclaimed. "Are you mad, and leave this house to you and your freaky friends, no sir!"

Harry scoffed.

"Believe me, none of my friends would want this house. It's not exactly pleasant is it?"

"Look, we are wasting time here," said Hermione interfering. "The reason we are asking you to consider leaving is that there's a wizard out there, a very vicious and evil one who would not think twice to harm you."

Uncle Vernon scoffed.

"Don't your lot have police to keep him in check? You can cast spells and not control your criminals?" said Vernon irritably.

Hermione chose to ignore this.

"No, he has our ministry under his control," Hermione explained. "Anyway, once Harry turns seventeen, the protection charm that was placed on this house since he came to live here will be lifted, leaving you vulnerable to attack."

Petunia looked downright terrified. Dudley just kept looking at Hermione with a disgusting look of lust on his flabby face.

"But isn't…aren't they just after him?" Petunia asked breathlessly tilting her head in Harry's direction.

"Yes, but for some twisted logic, they will come after you because I lived with you so long…they think I have some bond with you." said Harry.

Hermione gave Harry a scolding look.

"So…if we don't leave…we might be in danger?" Petunia asked timidly.

It seemed only Petunia was understanding the severity of their situation.

"That's correct." said Hermione.

Vernon still looked reluctant.

"You can't honestly tell me you haven't been aware of the weird stuff happening on the news." said Harry impatiently. "those are not just freak accidents. It's all to do with him."

"Even the weather is being tampered with by Dementors," said Hermione. "all the gloomy weather is caused by them, it's the effect they have in the areas they surround. They are all under Voldemort's command."

"What are Dementors?" asked Dudley speaking for the first time.

Harry looked at him, he noticed he was asking with rapt focus.

"They're those things that attacked us two years ago, the one I saved you from." said Harry.

Dudley shivered. Harry could tell he still remembered them, he was probably still being haunted by them in his nightmares.

"D-dad, I think it's best we leave with this Order thingy." Dudley said in a tone uncharacteristic for him, he sounded mildly logical.

Petunia nodded with her eyes closed.

Vernon looked at a loss for words, but he knew that if son and wife were agreeing to go…maybe it wasn't such a bad idea…

"They'll be around very soon, Hestia Jones and Dedalus Diggle will be looking after you until all this is over." said Harry dispatching.

With that, he got up from the couch and walked back to his bedroom for the last time. Hermione soon followed him up. Finding him talking to Hedwig who was on his arm.

"Have good look around Hedwig, we'll never have to come to this place again."

Hermione looked at them sadly. It must be sad to resent a place where you grew up, not that anyone could blame Harry for doing so. It wasn't exactly a nurturing environment.

"Are you going to send her off to the Burrow?" Hermione asked leaning against the door frame.

"Yes, I figured you're right," said Harry. "I wouldn't want anything to happen to Hedwig because of me any more than I want any of you getting hurt."

Harry walked with Hedwig to the window, Hermione followed him. She had always had a soft spot for Hedwig. Saying goodbye to a loved pet was just as hard as saying goodbye to an old friend. She knew from experience from leaving Crookshanks, something she would mention to both Ron and Harry later on. She didn't want to spook them with the measures she had taken in order to accompany them on such a perilous journey.

"Well Hedwig, I'm going to be leaving in a little bit so I'm going to let you make your own way," said Harry to the snowy owl. "If anything happens…just know you were the best pet I could've ever had."

"You are sending her to The Burrow right?" Hemione asked anxiously.

Harry shook his head.

" I think with the uncertainty of things….It's better I give her a fighting chance," he said shakily.

Hedwig had been his very first friend once he had discovered he was a wizard, at least after Hagrid. She had been there for him since his very first year at Hogwarts, though it hurt to say goodbye to one of the few fond memories of his childhood, it would be selfish to keep her at his side knowing he was about to face the unknown. It was bad enough he was dragging his friends along to potential doom, they could at least voice if they wanted to or not. Hedwig, however could not.

"Oh Harry." said Hermione tearfully.

Hermione moved over to Hedwig and petter her softly on the top of her snowy, white head.

"You've been an amazing owl Hedwig." she said softly. "We'll miss you."

Hedwig hooted affectionately in acknowledgment. Harry lifted his arm out and flung it up, urging her to jump off. Together he and Hermione watched as Hedwig soon became a minuscule speck that eventually faded into the purple sky. In the distance, they heard the doorbell and they ran downstairs.

It was Hestia and Dedalus coming to collect the Dursleys who had packed up their bags at a rapid speed.

"Harry Potter!" said Dedalus enthusiastically. "What a great pleasure to serve you!."

Harry blushed.

"Thank you, really I appreciate you doing this." said Harry. "My relatives are just this way, follow me."

Harry led Hestia and Dedalus into the living room where the Dursleys stood anxiously.

"Hello!" said Dedalus rambunctiously shaking each of the Dursleys hands animatedly. "Such an honor to meet Harry Potter's kin!"

"Get a move on!" Whispered a hoarse voice.

Harry looked around to see who had spoken.

"Don't freak dear boy." said Hestia. "It's just Dedalus's watch. We want this house to be empty at exactly the right time so that everyone is safe."

"Indeed." said Dedalus. "Well…seeing as we're all packed, Hestia and I will wait out in the hallway as you say your goodbyes."

"Oh, that's really not necessary, as you said you're on a tight schedule so…"

"Nonsense Harry, we can spare a few minutes for you to say goodbye." said Hestia.

Harry shook his head. Unfortunately, it was probably common sense to think that he'd be heartbroken of being separated from people he had been living with all his life. Little did they know how happy he was to be freed of them, as he was sure they were too. They had never let Harry forget what a burden he was for them.

"Well…I guess this it then…" said Vernon uncomfortably.

Harry just stood there, looking at him. He didn't have anything to say.

"Shall we get going then?" Petunia said nervously pushing her bag up to her bony arm, pulling her share of the luggage. She turned around to her oversized son. "let's go Duddy…"

Dudley was staring at Harry with confusion on his face. Not the usual dumb confused face he normally wore, rather he was really having a hard time understanding what was really going on.

"I don't get it…if things are as bad as you say they are…why aren't you coming into hiding?" Dudley asked.

"I don't have that luxury," Harry replied. "I'm the one they're after."

"Isn't that more reason why you should go into hiding too?" Dudley asked bemusedly.

"He's probably being protected too Dudder's wherever he's going." said Petunia.

Hestia came back from the hallway with a look of shock.

"Wherever he's going? Aren't you aware of where he's going to be?" she asked outrageously.

"We Don't care in the slightest." said Vernon pompously.

Hestia glared at him.

"Is this the way you treat this poor boy?" she rounded on him. "Have you the slightest idea how important this boy is to us? He could be the one who ends up saving all of our skins!"

"Uhm, don't bother Hestia, I was always a burden to them." said Harry. He really wanted them all to leave.

"For what it's worth…I want to thank you for saving my life." said Dudley.

Harry looked at him, it was all he could do from keeping his jaw from dropping. Dudley was being grateful? Surely he had heard wrong.

"Don't make too much of it Dudley…really."

There were sobs coming from behind Dudley. Clearly, Petunia had been overcome with emotion at what a gentleman Dudley was being…

"Right, shouldn't we make a move on?" said Vernon annoyingly.

"Yes!" squeaked Dedalus. "on, on! And Harry, dear boy. Let luck be on your side!"

"we're counting on you!" said Hestia.

"Thanks….really." said Harry uncomfortably.

He watched as the group made its way out. He wasn't going to bother seeing them off. Reluctantly saying goodbye to them was enough. Just as he was going to head up to his room, Hermione came down, holding three rucksacks that belonged individually to her, Ron, and him. She also was carrying down Harry's beloved Firebolt.

"Everything is ready. The order should be here any second." she said handing him his stuff.

A/N: I really wanted to get out of Privet drive in this chapter but it was getting long so I shall do so in Chapter 3. As I said this will be DH compliant in some parts, I'll alter the parts I didn't like or just tweak it so it can work in favor of my original plot, it's intertwined with DH only at the beginning but when it starts getting good, it's all my ideas! Please review