She’s like the Wind by flea

Rating: G
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 02/05/2006
Last Updated: 02/05/2006
Status: Completed

A dance with the girl he loved, but the girl he could never have. (Song flick)




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*Author's Note: I've had this story written for a year or so now but I've never
posted it on Portkey before. I hope you like it and please review. (let me know what you
think)*



*Don't forget to take a a look at my other story “Beginning to End All”*



Summery – A dance with the girl he loved, but the girl he could never have. (Song flick)
H/Hr



The song used in this story ‘She’s like the Wind’ is taken from the motion picture ‘Dirty
Dancing’ staring Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey.

Preformed by Patrick Swayze and Stacey Widelitz





**She’s like the Wind**



He had been in this position so many times before and it sure wouldn’t be the last. Slowly
walking hand in hand with the women he loved further onto the crowded dance floor.



Harry Potter looked around at the dancing couples but a smile didn’t appear on his face.
Something was different; a tension between them which had never been there before, and it scared
Harry right down to his core.



The smooth sound of the guitar started to play, soft and gentle like a heart beat. Harry pulled
the women he loved more than anything else in the world closer to him placing one arm tenderly
round her waist as she followed his movement. His heart was pumping wildly at the contact but his
body was lightly shaking. This was nothing new to them, he’d lost count of the number of times they
had shared dances together like this, why was he so nervous this time. Taking her other hand in
his, their bodies began the slow movement in time with the beat of the music.



It had seemed like hours since he’d ask her to dance but truth be told only a few minutes had
pasted. Harry glanced over to the side of the dance floor where her boyfriend stood talking to
Albus Dumbledore, completely obvious to the fact that she was with him, standing in his arms,
pressed up against his body; if only it could last longer than this dance but Harry knew this was
all he had.



As the words began their eyes locked; emerald green met her cinnamon brown and time seemed to
stop. Still the feeling that something was different, (that something had changed) hung in the air
around them.



*She’s like the wind through my tree*

*She’s ride the night next to me*

*She leads me through moonlight*

*Only to burn me with the sun*



Harry wasn’t sure when it was that he fell in love with Hermione, it had just happened one day
during their sixth year. After a summer full of so much pain he’d returned to Hogwarts to find her
there willing to help him, be there for him, comfort him. It had meant so too much to Harry and his
feelings change from that of just friendship to something more; much more.



*She’s taken my heart*

*But she doesn’t know what she’s done*



He gave his heart to Hermione so many years ago, but had never told her. He watched as she
dated; watch the joy and pain each guy put her through. But he would never tell her of his own
feelings how could he, he’d do anything to keep her safe and if that meant not telling her his true
feelings, watching her have a life with someone else then that was what he had to do.



Mark the man she was with now was a lovely guy, yes they had their ups and down like any normal
couple but that wasn’t a reason for Harry to steal her away. As long as she was happy he would some
how find a way to cope.



Hermione had taken his heart and she didn’t even know she had.



*Feel her breath on my face*

*Her body close to me*



Hermione’s eyes sparkled like diamonds in the candle light of the great hall, taking all Harry’s
will power to keep breathing. He could feel the softness of her dress under his fingers,
remembering how stunning she’d looked as she entered the great hall earlier that evening. Her hair
hung delicately around her shoulders perfectly straight; the beautiful emerald green robe she wore
made her eyes stand out even more than usual.



Her body was pressed so close to his that he could feel the rise and fall of her chest as she
breathed, and he doubted he was having the same effect on her as she was on him.



*Can’t look in her eyes*

*She’s out of my league*



Harry was unable to keep eye contact as the song continued; he felt the sting of the words in
his heart; deep down in his soul.



*Just a fool to believe*

*I am anything she needs*

*She’s like the Wind.*



The soft sound of a trumpet joined the guitar as the music continued to fill the air. It was
incredible … hypnotizing.



Hermione moved her body even closer to Harry’s resting her head on his shoulder, relaxing into
his arms. Harry felt his breath catch in his throat, as he tried desperately to keep his breathing
steady and normal, not wanting to give away his feeling. He dropped his head slight so it was next
to hers, his hand slowly sliding from her lower back upwards.



He had this song and nothing was going to take her way from him.



The great hall looked wonderful with golden and sliver decorations every where. Candles floated
in the air casting a magical light on the dance floor and the dancing couples. In all his seven
years at Hogwarts Harry could never remember the hall looking this breathtaking. The party to
celebrate the freedom of the wizarding world from Voldemort would sure go down in the history
books.



Harry thought back over the previous week and at how much his life was about to change. Since
his fifth year at Hogwarts and finding out about the prophecy Harry’s life had be dedicated to the
defeat of Voldemort, and now it was over. Three years after graduating from Hogwarts, after Auror
training, after convincing himself that Hermione was better off without him; the dark lord was
finally gone. The wizarding world was now at peace; but Harry was lost more than he had ever been
before.



*I look in the mirror and all I see*

*Is a young old man with only a dream*



He could now lead a normal life something before he had never been able to imagine. He could
have everything he’d ever wanted, a normal job a lovely family with a beautiful wife. The only
problem being the women he wanted, had always wanted belong to someone else. Holding her in his
arms he wondered if he would be able to let her go, watch her walk back to him.



*Am I just fooling myself?*

*That she’ll stop the pain*



Harry felt something wet drop onto his shoulder, followed by another and another. It didn’t take
him long to realise that they were Hermione’s tears. He tighten his grip hoping that she knew how
much he loved her and that no matter what he would never let her go. Hermione seemed to do the
same, her hand which was on his lower back gripped even harder on to his robe as if she was afraid
he would disappear if she let go.



*Living without her*

*I’d go insane*



Harry could still feel the occasional tear gentle fall down onto his shoulder, and with every
drop his resolve seemed to loosen. He had made a promise to himself that he would never tell
Hermione how he felt; his life was always going to be in some kind of danger. Whether it be from
the dark forces or the press, he just couldn’t bring Hermione into all that mess. But then he also
couldn’t bring himself to let go.



*I feel her breath on my face*

*Her body close to me*

*Can’t look in her eyes*

*She’s out of my league*



Harry dropped his head lower so his lips were almost touching the bare skin of her neck, she
smelt amazing. A smell which was powerful and intoxicating something he would never forget for the
rest of his life.



*Just a fool to believe*

*I am anything she needs*

*She’s like the wind*



The words of the song touch Harry deeply it was like they were singing his life, his feelings at
that exact moment; the feelings which he himself was too afraid to say.



*I feel your breath on my face*

*Your body close to me*

*Can’t look in your eyes*

*You’re out of my league*



A tension from earlier still hung around them, having intensified, at any given minute it was
likely going to snap. Both held onto the other so firmly it was hard to make out where one stopped
and the other began.



*Just a fool to believe*

*(Just a fool to believe)*

*She’s like the wind*



Harry knew the song was coming to an end and so was his time with Hermione, knowing that within
seconds she would be back with him. Never knowing how he truly felt towards her, that his feeling
of friendship had developed into something so much more, something so intense.



But no matter what he couldn’t pull himself away from her, their eyes were locked and everything
was clear. She was the one for him; there would never be anyone else.



*Just a fool to believe*

*(Just a fool to believe)*

*She’s like the wind*



He had to tell her, tell her how much she meant to him; how much he loved her, but fear stopped
him. What if she didn’t feel that same, that the only feelings she had for him were those of
friendship and brotherly love. Would he be able to stand the rejection?



*Just a fool to believe*

*(Just a fool to believe)*

*She’s like the wind*





Breaking eye contact once again he lowered his head to her shoulder his breath gentle tickling
her neck. Harry just held her enjoying the feeling of having the women he loved in his arms, while
the battle raged on inside him; heart against head.



“Hermione …” his voice was quiet not even sure if he’d spoke, but her reply came in the form of
her pulling him even closer.



Harry took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, placing a soft kiss on her neck he lean
closer to her ear and whispered the words he’d be wanting to tell her for so long.



“I love you”



*Just a fool to believe*

*(Just a fool to believe)*

*She’s like the wind*



Silence remained between them, neither moved. He’d blown it! Harry knew he’d just thrown away
their whole friendship. Hermione was happy … who was he to suddenly come around and just drop this
on her.



Slowly he felt Hermione’s grip loosen on him as the song came closer to it end, just like there
current relationship. He felt her as she stood on tip toes to bring her mouth closer to his ear. He
could feel the heat of her breath on his neck, his heart beginning to race.



*Just a fool … She’s like the wind*



“I love you too”







**THE END**







