On My Own

Pheniox_Girl

Rating: G
Genres: Romance
Relationships: Harry & Hermione
Book: Harry & Hermione, Books 1 - 5
Published: 04/04/2005
Last Updated: 04/04/2005
Status: completed

When Hermione tells Harry she wants to be with him durning the final battle he refuses. One and half months later she still won't talk to him so Harry does something out of the norm to make her understand.

Chapters

1. On My Own

1. On My Own

Disclaimer: Characters- Not mine Song- really not mine.

A/N: This is the product of lots of rootbeer , an entire bag a reeses pieces and listening to the used to much. Never a good combination as the following is usually a result :-D

The song is the used’s On My Own from their first album.

I hope you enjoy!

As Always~ Pheniox_Girl

Hermione sat in her Head Girls room with Ginny getting ready for the ball the school was holding. With the war going on Dumbledore had thought it would be a good distraction. His goal had been achieved for the most part. Everyone above year three was expected to attend, with many second and first years having been invited by the third years. It had been the talk of the school for the past month and everyone was excited to go. Even calm(for the most part) and collected Ginny was bouncing around Hermione's room like a first year on a sugar high.

"Ginny I don't think I want to go." Hermione said to her over hyper friend.

"Why not?" Ginny asked. Hermione responded by giving her The Look. The one that every girl knows, the one that says You-bloody-well-know-the-reason-why-and-his-name-is.... "Oh him." Ginny waved this off. "You won't even see him."

"Ginny! He, Seamus, Dean, and Ron are the band. Of course I'll see him!" Hermione said in a way that all but showed how annoyed she was by her friends’ indifference to her situation.

"It's not that I don't care Hermione" Ginny said reading her tone. "I just think that it's stupid why you won't talk to him."

"He's the one that wouldn't -" Hermione started before Ginny cut her off.

"Agree to let you battle Voldemort with him in the Final Battle? Yes, I've heard it for the past month and a half. Did it ever occur to you that he doesn't want anything to happen to you? That he loves you so much that he basically let you break up with him just to keep you safe even though he's breaking inside?" Ginny said, her voiced raised trying to make Hermione understand.

"I didn't break up with him.. I'm just not talking to him" Hermione said in a small voice, not meeting Ginny's eyes.

"Ahhhh! You are going to that dance Hermione Jane Granger. I'll drag you if I have to. Now finish getting ready, I'll be in your common room." Ginny walked out her door and left Hermione to finish her make up and hair.

Ten minutes later Hermione opened her door just as someone across the common room opened his. Harry was holding a guitar case and gave Hermione a small smile before leaving trough the entrance. She walked over to Ginny.

"I wish I had never given him that guitar." Hermione said.

"Your the one who wanted him to have an outlet for his stress." Ginny said before pulling her out the door.

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Hermione sat at a table watching everyone on the dance floor. Ginny was in the middle of the floor with at least five sixth year boys surrounding her. Hermione shook her head and smiled. Typical Ginny, always the center of attention. Just then she heard the song Harry's band stopped playing and Ron talking into the magical mic.

"Ok, we have one more song before we go on break you guys. Enjoy."

She noticed everyone but Harry put down their equipment and walk of stage. Ron came over to her while the rest found they're girlfriends and 'friends'.

"Hey Hermione, you wanna dance." Ron asked her, offering her his hand.

"I'd love to." She took his hand and let him lead them to the dance floor. "I thought you guys had one more song." Ron gave her a smile.

"We do." Just then Harry walked up to the mic Ron had abandoned.

"Ok, I just wrote this this afternoon so I apologize if it isn't that good." Harry said sitting on a stool her had magicked in to front of the mic. He then started the first slow chords. He then leaned in and started to sing as Ron and Hermione danced.

See all those people on the ground

Wasting time

I try to hold it all inside

Hermione closed her eyes as she danced with Ron, just listening to his voice and taking in is lyrics. Harry always wrote what he was feeling, and since she hadn't talked to him in over a month she wanted to now hat he was feeling.

But just for tonight

The top of the world

Sitting here wishing

The things I've become

That something is missing

Maybe I...

But what do I know

Her eyes popped up as she heard his lyrics. She could read between his lyrics. He felt the weight of Voldemort on his shoulders. But more then that......

And now it seems that I have found

Nothing at all

I want to hear your voice out loud

Slow it down, slow it down

'He misses me....' she thought. She felt his stare on her and looked up locking eyes with him.

Without it all

I'm choking on nothing

It's clear in my head

And I'm screaming for something

Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all

"What have I done. Al he needed was for me to be there. Just to talk to him and keep him sane....' She hadn't noticed that she had stopped dancing with Ron, nor that she was standing in the middle of the dance floor eyes lock with Harry's.

on my own

She took a step toward him.

on my own

And another with each successive on my own till she was in front of the stage looking at him.

Without it all

I'm choking on nothing

It's clear in my head

And I'm screaming for something

Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all

She tried to convoy with her eyes she was sorry as she saw the tears well up in his eyes and felt the ones in her own eyes.

on my own

on my own

on my own

on my own

Hermione felt someone creep up behind her and felt them whisper.

"Go to him Hermione." Hermione turned around and gave Ron a hug before she walked to the stairs of the stage and made her ascent. She met Harry in the middle and looked at him.

"I'm sorry Harry. I love you, so much."

"I know Mione. I love you too." Hermione smiled.

"I heard the person who bought that for you say earlier she wished she had never bought it. I think it was a bloody brilliant idea personally." Harry smiled at her as he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

"Me too. It's a great stress reliever." He said as his hand lingered on her cheek.