It’s freezing cold here, outside the tent, but I really, really needed to take a breath. Is there something not wrong anymore? --Post-War Fic. COMPLETED WITH LAST OPTIONAL CHRISTMASEY CHAPPIE ;)
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She's been thinking of this day since the last time he saw him, at the wedding. Tonight, they're coming. But she's ready. He'll have to listen to her, his girl, this time.
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You can't prove things won't happen. No one can. This is what Hermione knows; this is what Harry now believes.
They're at the Burrow. It's a wedding. Hermione thinks that maybe she should be chatting, or laughing, or dancing. But she's not. She's on a bench, by the fence.
"The girl was sitting on the grass. Her eyes were closed, her legs crossed, and her hands rested quietly on her lap. Just a few trees away, the boy was watching the girl." It's a one-shot. The first, but not the last. Not a romance...but the beginning.
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