=Poisoned Kisses ~ Mrs. Radcliffe=
The sun began to set in Godric's Hollow but you could not even tell. It had been pouring the rain all day, and the sky was gray with a little bit of black. Hermione just sat on the couch, watching Harry and Ron play chess. It had been going on since noon. This was the longest game ever.
"Checkmate!" Ron exclaimed. Harry sighed and threw up his arms in frustration.
Harry stood up and looked at both his friends. Ron, whose hair was completely out of control, looked at him with concern. Hermione, who had grown very beautiful since she left Hogwarts, was doing the same.
"Guys," Harry began, "I'm leaving to fight Voldemort, today. I know this is very short notice but I have to leave now. If I don't, it will never get finished"
Hermione's eyes grew wide.
"What? Now? You can't!" she screamed at him. Ron winced from the noise.
"Hermione if he wants to leave, let him." he said. Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. She looked around frantically, looking for someone to side with her. No one came. They lived alone.
"Ron, are you crazy? Harry, you can't leave! Not now!"
She didn't even let them answer. She ran up the stairs and the boys heard her slam the door behind her. Ron stood up and faced his best friend.
"Well, I guess I'll see you then." Ron said very quietly.
Harry shifted his eyes to the floor.
"Yeah, I guess."
Harry moved and went to the door, grabbing his jacket. He took one more look at Ron before waving good-bye, not even thinking about Hermione, and stepped into the pouring rain.
He walked on the road, being careful where he walked. He didn't want to slip and fall. His blue sweater was clung to him because his jacket wasn't helping in the least bit. His beige jeans soaked at the bottom from walking in puddles. He began to hear frantic footsteps and turned around, noticing Hermione running at breakneck speed towards him.
She stopped in front of him and grabbed his hand. Her brown eyes were bloodshot. Her pink shirt was red from the rain and her skirt was sticking to her legs. She lifted her hand and raised it to his face, rubbing her thumb along his cheek.
"Harry, please don't leave. Not now."
Harry grabbed her hand and pushed it against his face.
"I have to Hermione." he said.
Hermione began to shiver and he held her closer, even though it wouldn't help. They were both soaked down to the skin. She looked up into his eyes and moved her face closer to his. Harry did the same until their lips touched.
Harry felt a slight tingle in his lips and he moved from her. He licked his lips and a horrible taste filled his mouth. His head began to spin, like he had drunken fire whiskey, and he fell to the ground.
"Hermione, what did you do to me?"
Hermione rubbed her sleeve against her lips, removing lip gloss that shimmered brightly. Harry recognized it. Poison.
"Sorry Harry, but it had to be done. I couldn't let you leave."
As his eyes went out of focus all he could see was Hermione crying into her hands. When he finally passed out Hermione grabbed his hand and kissed it.
"I love you." She whispered and picked him up, and taking him back to the house in which they lived.