My Harry

Hermione is found inches from the Lake, alone. Harry was taken from her unfairly, and she's come to be by herself... and to do something else. An angsty piece where, again, I have killed the main character. Cruel? Heartless? Cold, Ice Queen? Maybe, but I hope this piece tugs at your heart like it did mine when I wrote it... (Chapter 2 is the proof-read version of Chapter 1. Read it, mistakes' gone *blush*)