A/N: Here is another story based on a song by Josh Groban. It's called `Remember'. If you want to feel the fullness of the story I felt while I wrote it, listen to the song while you read...if you have it. OR If you have a copy of TROY...just throw on the credits to that.
BTW, I just wanted to say that I cried my eyes out while I was writing this story!
Might I offer you a tissue before you start reading?
I'd love to hear what you think. This is my first angsty fic.
Disclaimer: Nope. I own neither the song nor the characters. :(
**runs to a corner and pouts**
REMEMBER
It was springtime. It was beautiful all around. Blossoms from the almond trees were blowing away in the spring breeze. The air was fragrant with their scent and the sky was filled with clouds that reached the heavens. They had enjoyed days like these, Harry and Hermione did. They'd have picnics on days like these. They'd walk hand in hand on days like these. Never in her wildest dreams did Hermione ever believe that she would have buried him on a day like this. Her Harry was gone. He'd made the ultimate sacrifice to save the Wizarding World from Voldemort, but more to save the one's he loved. The battle had carried on through the better part of two years after they'd graduated from Hogwarts. He never really got to live.
The funeral was beautiful. It happened immediately after his death. It was kept private of course, only Harry's loved one's were permitted to attend. Hermione remembered hearing the muffled sobs from the small group of "family" around Harry's grave. Hermione sat in silence, not shedding one tear.
She remembered the end of the funeral was full of genuine sadness. For all who were there were in some way the only family Harry had ever known. They were all gone. Hermione, clinging to her most valuable gift from Harry, leaned down to kiss his casket. "I love you Harry." she whispered.
Ron, who had not gone, walked up to Hermione and pulled her into a hug and didn't let go for a long while. He was careful not to squash what she held in her arms. "I love you Hermione." he said. "And I miss him so much too." He looked down at her with his eyes full of tears. Hermione's eyes now shimmered with tears as well. "Whenever you need ANYTHING Hermione...I'm here for you, always." Hermione nodded, as she was without words. "I love you too Ron." she managed before collapsing into his arms. Ron was the one of only three people Hermione would share her tears with. The other had been Harry, and now the other...
She remembered. She remembered the day they found out, she and Harry...it had not been but 10 months ago. They were going to be parents.
She looked down at little James in his crib. He was the spitting image of his father, and what's more he possessed those entrancing green eyes of his father and grandmother. Hermione remembered...Harry laughed the moment he saw them, and then he began to weep. Hermione loved his laugh. She could still hear it in her head.
Remember, I will still be here
As long as you hold me, in your memory
Remember, when your dreams have ended
Time can be transcended
Just remember me
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This was their first night apart in eight years, and he was never coming back. It felt as if years had gone by since
she'd last seen him, yet it was only one day. She let her tears flow down her cheek and drip down to the photo of
them. It was their wedding day. It was such a wonderful wedding; it was everything they'd wanted.
Simple...small...family and friends. She remembered. They were dancing later that evening...alone...only with each
other out in the warm summer night. They didn't spend their honeymoon like most other couples...there was plenty of
time for that. Instead they lied in each other's arms on the cool grass outside their new home and watched the sun
come up.
I am the one star that keeps burning, so brightly,
It is the last light, to fade into the rising sun
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The day after the funeral Hermione had agreed to speak to the Wizarding World with Ron...to tell Harry's tale. To tell them all about the man, the friend, the husband, the father...the hero.
Hermione kept her head held high. Alongside Ron she told them all about their years at Hogwarts, recalling all of their adventures. She told them all about his defeat of Voldemort and then finally all about his devotion to the one's he loved. She couldn't help but feel that somehow he was right beside her.
I'm with you
Whenever you tell, my story
For I am all I've done
Remember, I will still be here
As long as you hold me, in your memory
Remember me
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Later that day Hermione gathered up James in her arms and set out for the cemetery where Harry had been laid to rest. She and James needed to talk to him alone. As she walked over the grassy fields that were littered with tombstones she heard his voice. Hermione stopped. She stood right in front of his grave. The air still smelled of almond blossoms as swirls of pink whisped around she and little James.
I am the one voice in the cold wind, that whispers
And if you listen, you'll hear me call across the sky
Hermione felt a sudden warmth sweep over her heart.
"Harry?" she whispered to the wind. "Is that you?"
Nothing.
"Harry." she whispered again, only this time as if she were talking to him face to face.
"Harry, please, let me know you're here." she began to sob. "Please, just let me know..."
Just then, James' tiny hand gently wrapped around her finger.
As long as I still can reach out, and touch you
Then I will never die
Hermione heard something next to her ear. A soft voice danced on
the air, "I'm always with you."
Nothing could have held back the tears that now were flowing down Hermione's face. She stood in the middle of the field, the grass around her moving along in waves as it was touched by the wind. "Harry." she said affectionately as she smiled down at their son.
Remember, I'll never leave you
If you will only
Remember me
Remember me...
Hermione let her tears run wild. She could almost feel his hands on her face.
"I did live Hermione." he said in his ethereal whisper. "I lived for you and James. Remember me Hermione. I'll never leave you. I'm with you always...in your heart...and in your memories. I love you."
Remember, I will still be here
As long as you hold me
In your memory
She felt him go. She felt him leave her and James. She couldn't help but smile. "I love you Harry." she whispered. "You'll always be with me. Forever."
Remember, when your dreams have ended
Time can be transcended
I live forever
Remember me
Remember me
Remember... me...
A/N: There it is....I'm still crying!!! I hope you all enjoyed this story (on some level anyway). Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated! :)
Well, now that I'm done crying, I'm planning to work on "Secrets From the Past" today. Thanks again!
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