Have A Little Faith In Me

sarahmay

Rating: R
Genres: Romance, Action & Adventure
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 13/07/2004
Last Updated: 13/07/2004
Status: completed

Song-fic. When Harry has sunk into depression, only one person can save him. “But it’s worth it, Harry!” Hermione cried, tears starting to make their way down her cheeks. “What is?” He asked, spinning around, and glaring at her. “Loving you,” She whispered. *Rated R just in case...*

Chapters

1. Have A Little Faith In Me

2. Thanks from ME!

1. Have A Little Faith In Me

Disclaimer: *sobs* I don't own it…none of it…nor do I own Harry or Daniel(but I do in my world *grins evilly*) And this version of this song is sung by Mandy Moore!

Have A Little Faith In Me

When the road gets dark

And you can no longer see

Let my love throw a spark

And have a little faith in me

“Hey, Harry,” Hermione smiled weakly up at him. “You've grown.”

“Yeah,” he forced a small smile as he walked past her towards his room.

“Don't worry dear,” Molly patted her shoulder comfortingly, “He just needs his space.”

“Thanks, Mrs. Weasley,” Hermione smiled halfheartedly.

“But maybe, just maybe, he needs a friend,” she added, walking into the kitchen. She smiled at the older woman's retreating back and walked up the creaky stairs.

“Harry,” Hermione knocked hesitantly on his door.

“What?” He replied in a cold voice, and she gulped as she opened the door.

“I was wondering if we could maybe, um, talk,” Hermione asked to his back, as he gazed out the window towards the heavens.

“Sure. Talk.”

“Well, I was just wondering how you're doing,” She told him hesitantly.

“That all? Making sure your hero is at least halfway stable. Wouldn't want me to have a break down or anything - this world would be lost,” he said angrily, finally turning to look at her. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he quickly wiped them away.

“Harry, I don't know where you got that idea from, but I-I just wanted to talk to you! What's your problem? I thought you were my friend!” Hermione yelled back hysterically.

“My problem? My problem! You can't even begin to feel half the things I do! I can't sleep, I can't eat - I can't do anything! All I've ever wanted was a fucking family! Jesus, is that so much to ask? Can't one, just one, good thing happen to me for a change? Nobody really loves me! Hell, I don't blame them! They're probably afraid they're just going to die! That's what I do, I kill everyone I love!” He hollered, his chest heaving as he turned back to the window.

“But it's worth it, Harry!” Hermione cried, tears starting to make their way down her cheeks.

“What is?” He asked, spinning around, and glaring at her.

“Loving you,” She whispered.

“What?” He asked again, his voice softening.

“I love you, Harry,” Hermione whispered, “I always have and I always will. Please don't push me away. I'm loving you because I want to.”

And when the tears you cry

Are all you can believe

Just give these loving arms a try baby

And have a little faith, faith in me

“You love me?”

“With all my heart,” Hermione smiled as the tears kept falling.

“No, I can't lose you,” Harry whispered.

“How could you lose me, Harry?” She asked, “I'm the one that loves you. It's not like you love me back,” she added, shrugging.

“But I do. I love you, Mione,” he whispered, caressing her cheek lovingly.

“Then show me,” Hermione whispered, gazing into his eyes, as he brought his lips to hers. She wanted to show him just how much she loved him as she ran her tongue across his bottom lip. It was a first kiss to remember; love and passion coursed through their bodies as he led her towards his bed. “Harry,” Hermione gasped, pulling away from him slightly. “I-I want you to be m-my first.”

“Are, are you sure?” He asked, blushing lightly.

“Yes,” she whispered, and kissed him again lovingly. He pulled her shirt over her head, and his soon disappeared as well. He kissed his way down her neck to her collarbone as she fumbled with his belt. He undid her jeans and pushed them down her legs and she kicked them off. He pulled his jeans down and almost tripped when his foot got caught in the leg. He just smiled goofily at her and climbed into the king size bed. He tossed his glasses behind him and kissed her gently, stroking her back.

“I can stop whenever you want,” Harry looked into her eyes, his a dark jade color.

“I don't want you to,” Hermione whispered into his ear, and then started kissing his neck.

He undid her bra clasp, and then ran his hands down her arms, bringing the bra with him.

“You're beautiful,” he whispered, caressing her side as he brought his lips to hers. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Hermione whispered against his lips and lost herself in another kiss.

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me, ooh

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith, faith in me

And when your secret heart

Cannot speak so easily

Come here baby

From a whisper start

To have a little faith in me

“Harry?”

Harry turned around to see Hermione standing a few yards away, bathed in the moonlight.

“What are you doing out here? Is everything okay?” Hermione asked, walking up to him.

“Uh, yeah, just thinking,” Harry lied, turning away from her gaze and staring at the lake on the grounds of Hogwarts.

“Tell me the truth. Please, Harry,” Hermione asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.

“I can't,” Harry replied quietly, still not looking at her.

“Why not?” Hermione challenged, turning him to face her.

“Because, I can't lose you,” Harry whispered, losing himself in her chocolate eyes.

“You can't lose me,” Hermione replied gently, pulling him to her.

“If anyone found out…if they found out…they'd torture you,” Harry choked out.

“I wouldn't tell anyone. Don't you have any faith in me,” Hermione asked, hurt written clearly across her face.

“I do. It's just; I haven't talked to anyone about this, except for Dumbledore. Well, I didn't really even talk to him about it…he more of told me and I listened,” Harry tried to explain. “It's just really hard, because once I tell you, there's no turning back,” he added, dropping his head.

“Please tell me,” Hermione whispered, and brought his eyes to meet hers.

“Promise me you'll still love me,” Harry whispered, tears forming in his already cloudy eyes.

“I promise.”

“The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who have thrice defied him, born as the seventh month dies. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he will have power the Dark Lord knows not. And either must die at the hand of the other for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies,” Harry recited from memory.

Hermione reached a hand up and brushed his bangs away from his forehead, showing his scar. She looked up at him with questioning eyes.

Harry gulped hard and nodded.

“I love you,” Hermione whispered, pulling him into her arms, tears running freely down her cheeks. “And I'll never leave you. It may have to come down to just you and Voldemort, but I'll be with you until that point. You know you can't do it without me,” Hermione smiled through her tears.

“I'm doing this for you,” Harry whispered, taking her hand in his.

“What do you mean?” Hermione asked.

“I'm doing this for you; for us,” Harry replied, and kissed her knuckles. “So we can be together forever without worry.”

“Forever?” Hermione asked, tears pooling in her eyes.

“If you'll have me,” Harry smiled.

“Are you proposing to me?” Hermione smirked, pulling him closer to her.

“No,” Harry replied thoughtfully, and Hermione's face fell.

“Oh.”

“I'm promising you, until I find the perfect ring,” he smiled.

“I love you,” Hermione grinned, pressing her lips to his.

And when your back's against the wall

Just turn around and you, you will see

I will catch your, I will catch your fall baby

Just have a little faith, faith in me

“Well, well, well, Mr. Potter, we meet again,” Voldemort sneered.

“This is the last time, Tom,” Harry mocked coolly.

“Crucio!” Voldemort cried.

“Protego!” Harry yelled, and a shield went up in front of him.

Voldemort blocked the curse and sent a beam of orange light towards Harry. He easily dodged it and sent his own curse over his shoulder. He heard Voldemort scream, and turning back around, saw him getting off of the ground. Just as Harry raised his wand, a curse hit him in the chest, sending him toppling backwards.

Crying out, Harry pulled a shard of glass from his side and looked down to see several more pieces lodged sporadically across his chest.

“Time to die, Potter,” Voldemort growled maliciously, pointing his wand at Harry and sneering.

“Impedimenta!” A voice cried out from behind Harry.

Voldemort flew backwards and landed in a heap some ten feet away. Harry carefully stood, clenching his teeth in pain. He looked behind him to see Hermione standing there, a determined look on her face. She gave him a look that said `finish him off', to which Harry nodded and turned back to Voldemort, who was slowly getting to his feet.

“Crucio!” Harry cried, hitting him dead on. Walking up to Voldemort, who was once again on the ground, twitching and screaming. Harry lifted the curse and looked down at Voldemort.

“This is for my parents,” Harry glared down at him and kicked him hard in the side. “This is for Sirius,” Harry kicked him again. “This is for the Longbottoms. And this, this is for Hermione,” Harry kicked him one last time, and Voldemort groaned in pain.

Harry lifted his wand and pointed it at Voldemort's chest. “This is for me,” Harry seethed, anger pouring out of him. “Good bye, Tom,” he told him, before saying, “Avada Kedavera.”

A blinding green light was the last thing Harry saw before falling to the ground.

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith in me

Have a little faith, faith in me

Well I've been loving you for such a long, long time

Expecting nothing in return just for you to have a little faith in me

'Cause see time, time is our friend

'Cause for us there is no end

And all you gotta do is a have a little faith in me

“I present to you, the class of 1999!” Dumbledore announced and the Great Hall erupted into applause. *

“We made it!” Ron exclaimed, clapping both Harry and Hermione on the back.

“Barely,” Harry muttered, though he was still grinning.

“I'm going to miss it though,” Hermione sighed, looking around the hall.

“I think everyone will,” Harry placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“`Oy, Ron!” Dean called, motioning for Ron to come over.

“See ya in a bit,” Ron grinned, joining Dean and Seamus over by a group of people.

“So, we made it,” Hermione grinned, wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

“Yup, through everything,” Harry smiled, pecking her on the lips. “But I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you,” he added, hugging her.

“Neither would I if not for you,” Hermione sighed.

“How so?” Asked a puzzled Harry.

“The troll,” Hermione smiled.

“That seems so long ago,” Harry sighed, burying his head in her hair.

“I know,” Hermione replied. “Are you doing anything before you start training?” She asked out of the blue.

“Well, there was one thing,” Harry began.

“What?”

“Well, are you sure you want to know?” He grinned, pulling her closer.

“Definitely,” Hermione smiled, ready to kiss him when he suddenly pulled away from her.

“I LOVE THIS WOMAN!” Harry shouted, causing the entire hall to go silent.

“Harry,” Hermione whispered, blushing as she pulled him towards her. “Stop.”

“Well then, I guess this will have to do,” Harry sighed, and pulled a ring out of his pocked. “Hermione Jane Granger, I've loved you for as long as I can remember. You've shown faith in me when everyone else turned their backs and loved me unconditionally. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”

Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes as she nodded. “Yes,” she gasped as Harry slid the ring onto her finger. She kissed him hard on the lips before pulling him into a hug while muttering, “I love this man. I love him, I love him, I love him.”

I will hold you up

I will hold you up

And your love gives me strength enough to have a little faith in me

Oh, heeeeey, oh darlin'

Have a little faith in me

Faith

Author's Note: Hope you all liked it…please leave me some feedback because it's all greatly appreciated! The asterisk (*) thing, I'm just hoping that's the year they should all be graduating in! someone correct me if I'm wrong!

xoxo - sarah may

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2. Thanks from ME!

Hey everyone,

I'd like to address a few things. Firstly, I knew I was forgetting something when I posted that up. I forgot to say that the proposal is from the “Diamonds are Forever” commercial. The idea to use that has been stuck in my head forever. I wasn't planning on putting it in this fic, but I couldn't resist. So I just wanted to say that.

Secondly, I want to thank everyone for their positive reviews. You have no idea how much they truly mean to me. I'm currently going through a very difficult time in my life right now so every review helps brighten up my day. Thank you :D

Thirdly, thanks to everyone for correcting me on the graduation date from Hogwarts. I couldn't remember if Harry was born in 1980 or 81, so thanks to all of you.

Special thanks to IamHermione, I was unaware that European schools had that much of a different schooling system. It's nice to know for future fanfics. Thanks!

Fourthly, someone mentioned that it would take a lot more to finish off Voldemort. I completely agree…I'm just not very good at writing action sequences *blushes*. Anyways. Hope that cleared things up for you!

And Lastly, someone - you know who you are - left a really hurtful review. I don't appreciate it. I talked to my friend Jenna about it, and we both agree, get over it. In fact, her exact words were: `umm…can I say get over it?' If you don't like it, then don't review it and don't comment on it when you don't even have anything up on this site. You're lucky that this is a public Thank You, or you definitely wouldn't like to hear what I have to say. It would be different if it were constructive criticism, not saying `This sucks and you aren't a very good author plus you have bad judgment and are extremely cheesy.' Remember the Golden Rule. It sure would help you out.

Anyways, Thanks again to everyone who left me a positive review. I'm so grateful. Thanks again - Sarah May

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