Another You

Jenna Kathleen

Rating: PG
Genres: Angst, Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 21/05/2004
Last Updated: 21/05/2004
Status: completed

*EDITED* Harry is going through tough times and he realizes that there will never be another Hermione in his life. Short, one-shot, song fic.

Chapters

1. Another You

1. Another You

*EDIT - I have reviews!!! I edited the story to where you know what happened to her. And thanks for he nice comments! And I didn't know her middle name was Jane so thanks for that…that is changed too! Look for both changes!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters that came from the brilliant mind of J.K. Rowling, nor do I own the song “Another You” that belongs to Brad Paisley the genius writer and singer whom deserves more credit than he receives (except where I had to change the words to make is tie with the story - sorry Brad).

On with the story:

Another You

The wind blew around the spot where Harry was standing. Leaves in the trees rustled and swayed, his hair swam around his face with those gorgeous green eyes and that heartbreaking scar, and his cloak billowed in the direction the wind was traveling.

It had a full year since he had been to this spot; ever since he had to say good-bye to the one girl he loved.

“Hello, again. I know it's been a while, and I want to say I'm sorry. Sorry for letting you down when you needed me most, sorry for not returning your feelings until I had some sense knocked into me, and I am sorry for not being able to get over you. I love you, Mione. I always will.”

Nothing was said back to him.

Of course he didn't expect a reply. She hadn't spoken to him since that day, she couldn't speak to him, it just simply wasn't possible.

Tears started streaming down his face. Never in his life had he had to something like this. Never had he had to stop dreaming of seeing her again. It wouldn't happen, not until he himself passed. With him being only twenty-five years old, that might not happen for a while.

Yesterday morning, just before noon
I passed a girl wearing your old perfume
And I stopped and stared
I could almost see you standing there
Don't get me wrong - I'm not almost over you
But now and then I like to go walking through
Some of our old times
Even though I realize

I might have another chance
I might find another girl
I'll see another day
And I might build another world
I might start another life just like you told me to
But I'll never find another love
And there will never be another you

Oh, Harry understood that there might be other people in his life that held a special meaning, but none like that of Hermione.

“'Mione, I wish you could see Lilly, she has grown so much since you left here. I can tell she misses you, but I am doing my best to raise her to turn out like you. She is only four and she already wants to read every book in the house. The other night I had to break down and read `Hogwarts: A History' to her. She looks like you, her brown hair and caramel colored eyes. She even talks like you already. It is amazing how much of you in her I can see everyday. I should have brought her today, but I needed to be here alone to talk.

“ Guess what! Ron and Luna are expecting again. This time instead of one baby, they are expecting twins. Can you imagine it? Another Fred and George,” he tried to laugh, but he couldn't. “They are trying to get me to date again, but I can't do that. I know you are gone, but it would ruin your memory for me. Besides I bet you can just imagine that I would compare them to you. Remember in fifth year when I `dated' Cho and compared her to you? We all know how that ended.

“I can't do it. I know Lilly needs a mum, but I don't want her to think of another woman as her mother. Especially when no one could ever amount to you. Hermione why did you leave us? If you hadn't left that day, you would still be with us, and I would not be here right now thinking of might-have-beens. It isn't fair! I should be where you are. I was supposed to protect you. Look what a great job I did there.”

He couldn't talk anymore, he was too hurt, and too ashamed of the way he acted.

Night after night I go back through the years
I sit on this porch as the sun disappears
Like we did back then
I remind myself once again

I could have another chance
I could find another girl
I'll see another day
And I might build another world
I could start another life

Just like you would want me to
But I'll never find another love
And there will never be another you

“I have you some things. It's not much, just a card, pictures of Lilly and I, and a bouquet of flowers we picked this morning. I had her draw a picture and I stuck it in card for you.” He chuckled at what Lilly had told him that morning. “She also made me promise before I left that when I saw you I would tell you that she loves you and that she knows you are her angel that watches over her at night. I can't deny the wishes to a four- year-old. I just wish you were here. Not just for me, the both of us. If you wouldn't have gone out that day, that death eater wouldn't have jumped you, and you would be with us.

“And before I leave, I would like to thank you for loving me, without you I wouldn't know how to love anyone. And thank you for just being yourself while you were on Earth, I might not be here if it wasn't for you.”

Well I guess I should thank you for showing me how love should feel
I know what I'm gonna look for cause I felt it when you held me

And I might have another chance
I might find another girl
I'll see another day
And I might build another world
I might start another life

Just like you would want me to
I'll never find another love
And there'll never be another you
Another you

He laid the card and flowers against the headstone that read: Hermione Jane Potter ~ September 19, 1980- April 16, 2002 ~ Beloved mother, wife and friend. Beside it said another name, Sirius James Potter~ d. April 16, 2002. There was a place on the other side of Hermione what would be engraved the day Harry died, and not until then would he let anyone touch it.

Harry turned and started to leave the Potter family cemetery located in Godric's Hollow, but he turned around once more, as if trying to memorize every little detail of the place where his parents, his wife and his unborn son were buried. He whispered very softly, “I love you, Mione”.

The wind started to pick up as he turned to leave again and he could swear that he heard someone whisper back to him, “I love you, too, Harry. I always will.”

I'll have that other chance
I might find another girl
I'll see another day
I'll build another world
I might start another life
Just like you would want me to
But I'll never find another love
And there'll never be another you

A/N…well that is it. I want opinions, so if you would kindly comment! Just for the record…I wasn't going to end it like that. I was originally going to write two different stories…one where she lived but went away and came back to tell Harry she loved him…and one where she died like this one but the original didn't have her “speaking” to him in the end…he was just going to leave…but I liked this better!

Jenna Kat