To Where You Are by PhoenixFirebolt

Rating: G
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 4
Published: 29/04/2003
Last Updated: 29/04/2003
Status: Completed

A very sad songfic that takes place during Christmas, one year after Harry Potter died during
the final battle against Voldemort. Hermione reflects on the love she lost and also on how that
love will never die.




1. To Where You Are
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**To Where You Are**
Summary: A very sad songfic that takes place during Christmas, one year after Harry Potter died
during the battle against Voldemort. Hermione reflects on the love she lost and also on how that
love will never die.

Disclamer: I do not in any way own Harry Potter. That all belongs to J.K. Rowling and whoever
else in involved with the books and the movies. I am merely a fan who enjoys writing about the
characters. The song, ‘To Where You Are’ by Josh Groban, I do not own either, it is merely used for
the sake of the story. (I do recommend listening to this song while reading the story, it makes the
story seem that much more emotional.)

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It was an extremely beautiful but cold night in the middle of December. The full moon overheard
sent it’s sparkling silver light to shine on the thick snow below, making it look like millions of
diamonds were embedded in the ground. Hundreds of thousands of stars twinkled brightly within the
dark velvety sky they were nestled in. The lake was frozen over with a thick layer of ice and the
trees of the Forbidden Forest surrounding were glazed thinly with ice. It was a gorgeous sight to
behold and anyone thought if they stared too long, the perfect picture would shatter and
disappear.

Inside the castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it looked almost as beautiful
as it did outside. The school was decorated brightly, with icicles that magically didn’t melt and
fairy lights hanging from the stair railings and ceilings, large decorated evergreens standing in
almost every available place, and holly berries and garland were strung across on almost every
piece of wall. Of all the rooms though, the Great Hall was the one that looked the most
breathtaking, with snow falling gently from the enchanted ceiling, huge Christmas trees, hung
heavily with ornaments and tinsel, spaced evenly around the perimeter, beautiful white lights hung
from every available space, and never melting ice structures.

It was only a few weeks until Christmas and the atmosphere around the place hung with
excitement. The students that had remained were having an absolutely grand time enjoying the castle
mostly to themselves, running around playing games like, Exploding Snap and Wizard Chess within the
halls or running outside to jump into a large pile of snow. The teachers, who normally would have
asked for a bit more calm, were letting the students get away with their antics. Everyone needed
this time to just enjoy themselves because only a year before, at this same exact time, the mood in
the Wizard and Muggle world had been completely somber and filled with darkness.

At the beginning of the school year previous, Voldemort, the Dark Lord who had risen again only
two years earlier and who had kept mostly quiet until then, had made a sudden and destructive
appearance. Beauxbatons, another school of learning Witchcraft and Wizardry that was located in
France, had been struck by Voldemort and his ban of Death Eaters during the night and had been
completely destroyed, killing all the occupants within as well. When news was heard of the mindless
slaughtering of innocent people, an uproar was made and war was immediately called on Voldemort and
his people. Hogwarts had been shut down and the Ministry of Magic had called on witches and wizards
to join them in the fight. Several students and teachers from Hogwarts had gone as well. The year
that included the war involved some of the darkness moments that had ever taken place in the
history of the Magic and Muggle worlds.

In the month of December, the year before, the war had ended, with the destruction of Voldemort
and many of his Death Eaters, but a terrible price had come with that defeat. Harry Potter, the Boy
Who Lived, who had been destined to fight Voldemort from the beginning, was the one who brought him
down, but he sacrificed his own life as well. The Light Side had been overjoyed when they heard
Voldemort was defeated but ultimate sadness hit them soon after when they learned that the young
Harry Potter, their hero, had died as well.

Now, a year later, some of the grief of people had worn off and they were trying to rebuild
their lives and bring back the happier times while never trying to forget the memories of the brave
people that had died. Everyone was trying to move on.

Hermione Granger, a 7th year in Gryffindor, could not move on though, no matter how hard she
tried. A part of her had died as well that fateful day one year ago.

At that moment, she was sitting by one of the tall windows in the Gryffindor Common Room, frozen
in place and staring blankly at the beautiful scene below her. Her and Harry had only been together
a little over a year before he was taken from her, but the love they felt for each other was beyond
anything else Hermione would ever feel again for another. He had been her heart and soul that had
kept her living each day and brought joy to her every moment.

*Who can say for certain
maybe you’re still here
I feel you all around me
your memories so clear*


Her brown eyes began to water with tears as she began to remember all those memories that
included him. Harry had been taken from her long before he should have been and now she was
suffering because of it. Hermione closed her eyes and a single tear rolled down her cheek as she
tried to create in her mind a perfect picture of how she knew Harry. His beautiful emerald green
eyes filled with so much emotion, especially love when he had looked at her, his forever untamable
raven black hair that made him look so adorable, and that smile that made her melt every time it
was directed at her. More tears began to slowly trail down Hermione’s cheeks as she kept
remembering him, everything he said and did was ingrained in her mind forever.

*Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
you’re still an inspiration
can it be

that you are my
forever love
and you are watching over me from up above*


When Harry had been alive all he did was protect her, wanting no harm to come to her in any way.
What Harry hadn’t known was that protecting her and saving her, had been the worst thing because
Hermione had never known as much pain as this.

Harry had died because Voldemort had taken her captive and he fought Voldemort to save her life
until both wizards killed each other. Hermione had never forgotten the last words Harry had spoken
to her the moment before he fell. His head had turned to where she was lying on the ground, his
wand was raised and pointing at Voldemort and he fixed her with his loving gaze before uttering, “I
will love you forever Hermione and will always be with you. Never forget that.” Then the curses
were shouted and Hermione’s screams of horror and agony could be heard throughout the entire
area.

Hermione felt that Harry was still with her at times. Sometimes though, she felt incredibly
alone. Was Harry truly watching over her every moment? Was he there with her at all times? Did he
still love her as he did when he was alive? Had he been true to the promise he had given to her one
year ago? Was he keeping her safe and protecting her even if he couldn’t fully be there?

Whenever Hermione did feel Harry with her, she was content to just sit in a room entirely by
herself and just feel his presence with her, calming her and making her happier for just a little
while. It was like he was her Guardian Angel and knowing this made her feel better.

*Fly me up to where you are
beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
to see you smile
if only for awhile
to know you’re there
a breath away’s not far
to where you are
*

Having Harry’s presence with her was not enough for Hermione though. She wanted him back so
desperately, she ached for him each day and couldn’t believe she had lasted this long without him.
She wanted to see him once more, she wanted to look into his eyes again and see him smile at her
one last time.

Hermione hugged her knees to her chest and began rocking back and forth, squeezing her eyes
shut, the tears flowing more freely. She just needed to know that Harry was truly there, that he
was waiting for her and that his love for her was still as strong as ever, even in death. She knew
hers had never faded and never would.

*Are you gently sleeping
here inside my dream
and isn’t faith believing
all power can’t be seen

As my heart holds you
just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me
everyday
*

Since the day Harry had died, Hermione’s love for him had remained as strong as ever and she
knew that she could never move on, she would never find another, and she didn’t want to. Her heart
belonged to Harry alone and no one else could take his place. They were connected in so many ways,
they had given each other their heart and souls and that was not something you could replace.

Each day, Harry had taught her how to love and be loved and she was forever grateful that she
got to experience how to love with him. She couldn’t imagine giving that love she felt to anyone
but him.

*Cause you are my
forever love
watching me from up above

And I believe
that angels breathe
and that love will live on and never leave
*

As Hermione sat in the Common Room, tears still falling from her eyes, she realized Harry did
love her and would never leave her, ever. She was silly for thinking that maybe it had all changed
because he had died, leaving her all alone. Their love would forever live on and endure all things,
conquering ever the biggest obstacle, death. He was her angel from above that had been sent for a
short while and then been taken back to continue loving her from Heaven.

Even though the pain of losing Harry still remained with her, she was beginning to feel
comforted in the fact that he would be there forever and that he would forever keep to his promise
until the day she finally died and they met again in Heaven.

Hermione slowly opened her eyes, the tears not coming as frequently, and stared again at the
snowy sight below. A feeling of love and comfort began to fill her and she knew that Harry was with
her again, like he always was and always would be. Hermione finally knew he had been with her every
moment, she was just too filled with grief to notice before.

*Fly me up to where you are
beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
to see you smile
if only for awhile
to know you’re there
a breath away’s not far
to where you are
*

Hermione slowly raised her eyes up to the sky and a small smile graced her face as she stared at
the silver beauty of the moon and the heavens surrounding it.

“I know you’re with me Harry,” she spoke in a soft voice, “I know you always will be and I will
never forget you. I love you more than anything in this world and I will never stop loving you. I
will continue living on but I will forever look forward to the day that I can see you again and
then we will be together for all of eternity.”

Hermione smiled again, more content with herself than ever before. She slowly stood and began to
walk towards the door to leave the Common Room, to join her friends and try to enjoy Christmas. No
one would ever take the place of Harry in her heart, her love would forever stay, but she knew that
she had to keep living and remembering him until that day they finally met again.

Hermione looked back at the empty room one last time before she left through the portrait hole.
“I love you Harry Potter. Now and for always,” she said softly.

The entire time Hermione had been there, Harry had been there as well, watching her and trying
to send his love to her any way he could. He smiled sadly, knowing that even though he couldn’t
truly be with Hermione right now, he would wait for her and keep his promise with her always. There
love would never break, he knew that for sure.

“I love you too, Hermione Granger. Now and for always.”

*I know you’re there
a breath away’s not far
to where you are
*



