Author note: Hello there! If you read this, then you've read the first part (Yay me!). At least, I'll assume so. This is the second part… It's still written in different points of view… But the difference is that the points of view are not centred on the same period of time… Harry's POV will be some days before the graduation day. Hermione's POV is at the moment when she's about to walk down the aisle. Ron's POV is some days later, just after the fidelius charm…
Once again, remember that I'm not usually a Ron basher and I'm sorry for all of you people who like Ron. I don't like the guy but I hope I'm wrong about my feeling…
Anyway, on with the show…
He was their friend, part II Harry's POV (some days before graduation)
And here we are once again: Dumbledore's office. Hermione, my fiancée, is at my side. So many things happened along those years. I should live another hundred lives to have the same schedule. I was not selected as a prefect in my fifth year. My friend Ron was though. He was dreaming of it since first year, and I was happy for him. That's in fifth year that I, accidentally, killed my godfather. That same Sirius Black whom I had promised death to when I was in third year.
The best thing that has happened to me, however, happened during my sixth year. That year, I was authorized to go home for Christmas. Not by the Dursleys, no… As if they would have accepted me being there at that time of the year. And not at Grimmauld Place either. There were too many bad memories in that place. No, I was invited, at Hermione's demand, by the Grangers. I spent a wonderful Christmas and in the process, Hermione became my girlfriend. I see her face again, when she opened his presents on the Christmas morning. Ron had, once again, tried to draw her attention to say 'hey, I'm there, consider me as more than a friend please'. I knew that inclination of Ron for Hermione. And before that Christmas, I didn't see any objections. The preceding year, Ron bought her perfume. But some days later, she had 'accidentally' broken the bottle… This year, Ron stroke hard. But let's just say that buying a lacy black negligee to Hermione was not the best move he could have done. I'll always remember her face when she opened Ron's present. At first, she blushed furiously, from head to toe. Then she shook her head and muttered something like 'How can I thank him for something he'll never see me in?' I made some kind of excuse smile on my best friend behalf. And then I gave her my gift. For once, I didn't buy her a book. It was my first intention but when shopping, I passed in front of this shop and I saw this and I thought that that jewel was the perfect gift for her. Yeah! You heard me right. I bought Hermione a jewel. Oh, nothing big and bright. But let me continue…she took the parcel and raised one eyebrow to the size and weight of it. She shredded the wrapping paper to pieces and raised another eyebrow when she saw it was a jewel case. She opened it and her hands flew to her mouth. It was not just any jewel. It was a golden half heart, with a fine golden chain. Slowly, I took the other half of the heart that was hanging around my neck on a similar golden chain. Tears had come to our eyes. And under the tender gaze of her parents, she had jumped in my arms and suddenly, her lips were crushed on mine. That was it. And for the second week of the Christmas holyday, we dated like every other couple in that particular situation. I'll never forget Ron's face when we told him about us. And when he finally understood that his chances with Hermione were up to null. He was not very happy. But he managed to accept it, reluctantly but he accepted it. His face was also priceless when Hermione added that I would surely appreciate his gift… I think he stayed five good minutes with his mouth open before sitting at the Gryffindor table.
Other memories are coming back to me: our engagement at Christmas this year, on our anniversary, our exams and the face of Hermione when she received the results of her NEWTs (of course she nailed it)… And now, we are here, in Dumbledore's office. He explains us the way the Fidelius Charm operates. We must find a secret keeper. Only one, because Hermione has already decided that I would be hers. But we still need one for me. With Voldemort always on the loose, we can't afford to take any risk. Our wedding will be held some days after graduation. And then we will disappear from the face of the earth, the time for us to be ready to fight him. Yep, in two weeks, we'll be gone and only one person will know where to find me.
I think I'll ask Ron to be my secret keeper. We had our share of fight with each other since third year but he is my friend… Anyway… I should pay attention to Dumbledore…"
Hermione's POV (just before walking down the aisle)
This is it… The Big Day. Today, in front of God, in front of men and in front of the wizarding world, I'll become Mrs Harry Potter. I'm in front of the door. At my side is my father. On the other side of the door, it's the Great Hall of Hogwarts. On the other side of the door are dozens of guests and… my husband-to-be. In some days, we will disappear. Officially, a prolonged honeymoon. But in reality, we'll be under the Fidelius Charm. I chose Harry as my secret keeper. We chose to have each one a secret keeper to preserve our chances. Unfortunately, I cannot be Harry's secret keeper, for it would nullify the charm. Harry chose Ron. His reasons are multiple. He said he does not want to repeat the history of his parents by changing at the last minute. I understand him. Although Ron has developed a sarcastic character since sixth year, Ron has always been a loyal friend. He is the obvious choice. The only choice for Harry in fact. Curiously, Harry firstly asked to professor Dumbledore. But he said that he couldn't perform the charm and be the secret keeper in the same time. That's when Harry decided to ask Ron. I don't know if Harry saw the look on Dumbledore's face when he said that… However, Dumbledore didn't try to make Harry change his mind…. Anyway… In two days from now, all those troubles will be forgotten.
Harry has not accepted to enter the auror training program. But instead, he asked to the Order to train and prepare him. And as there are no reasons why I should be left behind, I asked the same thing. Harry was not very happy with this at the beginning but I think I succeed into convincing him. After all, I'll be his legitimate wife in some minutes from now. And where is the place of a wife if not at her husband' side. On top of that, as Harry is my secret keeper, I'll even have a supplementary protection if…
My maid of honour, Ginny Weasley, shows her head through the other door. She and Ron have leading roles today. Ron is Harry's bestman. I guess that, being so, he is at Harry' side, sharing a last minute joke about the wedding or cold feet or something like that.
This is the best day of my life so far, although I cannot stop thinking about what the future hold for us. The near future, when we'll be hidden from everyone for Merlin knows how much time and the future far away; that we hope will be free and which we don't even know if it will exist one day. This is the best day of my life so far… And it's maybe the last day of happiness before a very long time… Behind the door, there is music. It's time. One look toward my father, one smile. I loop my arm through his. In some minutes, I'll be Mrs Harry Potter and nothing in the world could make me happier…
Ron's POV (just after the fidelius)
Three days… It's been three days since they married. Merlin! What a pain it was to smile through the whole day. I went back to The Burrow and went straight on in my room. I couldn't stand the silly ramblings of my mother: 'Harry this and Hermione that…'. Are people forced to be that pathetic on the wedding of two weaklings like those two? Hermione Potter, as she's now known, cried nearly the entire ceremony. As for him, Mister Potter, he didn't cry but I know, even if I'm the only one, how much a wimp he is.
This morning, I went to Hogwarts, on Potter's and Dumbledore's demand. They performed the Fidelius charm and I'm now Harry Potter' secret keeper… Vengeance is sweet… and vengeance will soon be mine… It'll finally pay to pretend to be his friend all those years.
The Potters' destiny is in my hands… I have the ultimate power on them. It's me who decide if they live or if they die. And let me tell you that this power is something enjoyable. There is no such thing as love or hate. There is only power and those too weak to search it.
Soon, the one who now calls herself Hermione Potter will be mine… finally… as she should have been since a long, very long time. Oh, I don't think she'll be happy at first… But there are ways to 'convince' her.
The best in all this is that when his time will come, Mister Potter will know who is behind his death. And when he'll understand the mistake that made him choose me as a secret keeper, it'll be too late… Maybe I'll even ask for him to live long enough so that he can see what I can do with his precious wife. I could even make her beg for me in front of him. Oh, I think I'd like that…
Now, I know there will be a price to pay. I'll probably be banished from this family. But I don't care. I'll have vengeance and I'll have power. Nothing will stop me. Nothing…
Tonight, I have another meeting. I know that it will be less pleasant than the one I had yesterday with Mister Potter and that fool Dumbledore. There will be pain, I know it. But I don't care. Some time in the future, the world will be free from Mr and Mrs Potter. Some time in the future, I'll be the only one remaining from the Trio… And in the shadow, I hope that I'll gain access to the inner circle whose members, once the Dark Lord will be in charge, will share the cake… It's almost time… This is destiny… The Potters should already prepare for their doom…