(Well... yesterday I gave you two new pages to read, and thanks to the quick inspiration I got from my reviews I sat down and worked on a new page and finished it! I know its short and I wasn't expecting it to be but I like this one and I hope you guys do too. My next entry may be my last depending on where this fiction will take me, its nearly done and I'm excited and yet sad at the same time because I had so much fun writing it. Thank You for all the reviews! I'll try and get the final part to this fan fiction as soon as possible! Take Care everyone!! oh and H/H FOREVER! )
She held the hard, leather covered journal and sat down cross-legged next to Harry. She looked at his swollen cheek and she bit her lower lip in concentration.
"Wait… I'll be right back." She said placing the journal in Harry's lap.
Harry watched her as she searched through her backpack and then made her way to the waters edge, he wondered what she was up to. Her hair glistened a wonderful autumn brown color with hints of blond in evening sun and her skin looked so soft. He found himself wishing he could touch her face or arm, just to see if it really was as soft as it looked. Hermione made her way back to Harry rather gracefully despite the sinking sand and he felt a cold sensation on his left cheek where she placed a wet towel.
"Its my face towel," She smiled as Harry welcomed her gesture "I usually just keep my toothbrush, hairbrush and face towel in my backpack when I go camping. It's just easier that way because my backpack goes everywhere with me."
"That backpack of yours is like a first aid kit… you could survive World War Three with that in hand." Harry laughed as he motioned for Hermione to take the journal and open it.
She held the journal in her delicate hands and sighed as she flipped to the last entry.
August 16th 1996
Dear Hermione,
I'm writing this to tell you something I was much too ashamed to tell you in person. I know you'll be extremely angry and disappointed in me, but maybe you could find it somewhere in your wonderful heart to forgive me. I had taken your backpack with me to my tent and left it on my sleeping bag… okay, I was curious to see what you might have inside but I told myself that I couldn't do something like that to you and left to eat my dinner. When I came back to my tent, I found Dudley surrounded by your things… he got nosey and went through your bag. I really didn't have much choice but to put your things back in your bag and hope that you wouldn't notice. But… that's not all Hermione. As I was putting your things away, I came across this journal, it was opened and I was honestly not going to read it until I saw my name on that page. I know now that I should have closed this journal and left your privacy, but I wondered what you wrote about me so I decided it wouldn't hurt if I just read one line. That one sentence captivated me so much that I just had to find out more… your writing was like a drug and the more I read the more addicted I became to your words. I know it's not fair that I know your thoughts and feelings so I'm promising you now (if you still want to be my friend that is) that I will sit down with you and tell you all my secrets and fears. For starters, I'd like you to know that my time with you here at the lake is the best thing that has ever happened to me and I don't want things to change… I love you Hermione Jane Granger.
"I love you." He said as her shimmering, tear filled eyes met his.
" I love you too."
"Do you forgive me?" He asked gently brushing her tears away with his fingers.
"How could I not?" she questioned. "I'm sorry Harry, I should have listened to you when you tried to explain what happened, I had no idea your cousin,"
"Shhh," He placed a finger to her full, soft lips "don't talk… just kiss me."
She gave him a beautiful toothy grin before their lips met.
Harry kissed her with all the love he ever felt for her and he felt her returning the same passion. It wasn't long before Hermione was slightly opening her mouth, pleading for entry. He gave her what she wanted and they both embraced one another, allowing their hands to explore each other as if they were holding each other for the last time.
Hermione gave a hollow gasp as Harry's lips trailed around her neck and the tiny hairs on her back jumped when he whispered,
"I love you so much Hermione… we'll be together forever."