A/N: Here is the last chapter please review. Sorry for all the errors in it!
Harry woke up slowly blinking and taking in his surroundings, His body was curved protectively around Hermione's smaller one. They hadn't moved much from the night before. Harry's body was already reacting to hers and he pulled away with a quiet groan to use the restroom.
He walked around a second before a door appeared on a wall opposite the fireplace. He walked over to it and opened it to find a huge bathroom.
The floor was made up of dark blue, teal, and aquamarine tiles of all different sizes. The dark blue bath tub was almost as big as a pool and the shower was pretty big also. There was a room off to the side where the toilet was. He used it and went out of the bathroom again to find hot breakfast waiting for him and Hermione on a table in the middle of the room.
He immediately started over to the bed intending to wake Hermione up, but hesitated. Hermione was never really a morning person and judging by what happened last night she would probably be a whole heck of a lot worse this morning. His stomach groaned. He was so hungry. He looked for a clock and one appeared on the bedside table, it was already 11:00 in the morning. He hesitantly walked over to the bed he placed a hand on her shoulder.
It definitely wouldn't be appropriate to wake her up as he used to when she had slept in his room before. He was always the first one awake and to wake her up he would always kiss the back of her neck and shoulders so she would usually wake up in a slightly happier mood than she had before they had started dating. He missed those mornings. He wasn't sure if he would ever get them back.
He sighed and reluctantly shook her shoulder slightly. Hermione didn't take long to wake up as soon as he touched her, her eyes snapped open and Harry got the impression that she hadn't really been sleeping at all.
She sat up quickly glancing at him only once before making her way over to the table. She grabbed one of the plates and started to pile food up on top of it. He sat down beside her and grabbed a plate and started to fix his own breakfast. Unthinkingly he handed her the milk when she had finished putting a small helping of eggs on her plate just like he always used to do.
People used to comment on how they seemed to read each others minds when they were studying or eating a meal. They would always know what the other needed before they even knew it themselves.
Hermione took the milk from his hand and poured it into her glass handing it back to him when she was finished.
Hermione ignored him all through breakfast and when she was finished she stood up without a word and went into the bathroom.
Harry heard the sound of the bath being filled up minutes later and decided to find something to do. As soon as Harry stood up the plates on the table disappeared leaving two toothbrushes, one pink and the other blue in their wake.
Harry shrugged and grabbed both; he walked over to the bathroom and knocked on the door.
Hermione didn't answer so he knocked again this time a little louder, "Hermione do you want your toothbrush?"
He heard a sigh followed by, "Yeah, come in."
Harry opened the door hesitantly sticking his head in. Hermione was sitting in the huge bathtub surrounded by bubbles reading a book. She looked at him when he came in. Harry gulped and repeated what he said before, "Do you want your toothbrush?" He held up the pink toothbrush.
"Yeah, just leave it there." She replied pointing to the counter.
Harry stared at her before setting the tooth brush down. He had never been this close to Hermione when she was naked. Sure they'd fooled around a little bit, but they had never taken off any clothes or anything, except both their shirts once when they got a little carried away, but that was it. Hermione wanted to wait until marriage to make love and he respected her decision.
Perhaps that is why it had hurt Hermione so much to see him with his hands up another girl's shirt. She must have thought he was just doing it because he couldn't get her to have sex with him and he needed a release. She was already so insecure about her body and to see her boyfriend feeling up an anorexic slut must have about killed her.
Hermione had always thought she was plain and not worthy of being loved and he had just proved her belief. He did love her, but he had betrayed her just like everyone else he realized; he was just like everyone else.
"Oh my God, Hermione I'm so sorry!" He said finally.
Hermione stared at him for a second trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about.
Harry continued, "All this time I didn't realize how you felt. Hermione I love you. I love you so much and I know you better than anyone in the world and I unknowingly picked the thing that would hurt you more than anything else. I don't think you realize that I didn't mean to hurt you that much. I just wanted you to stay safe. If anything ever happened to you… it would kill me Hermione. I would give up my life for you and I know if I ever saw you up against a wall moaning as some other guy had his hands up his shirt that it would kill me."
Hermione had tears running down her face, but Harry still had more to say. "I don't know if I'll ever get you to forgive me Hermione, but I won't stop, not ever. There is no me without you. I haven't been able to anything without you in my life, days just keep going by and I don't care. I just want to die; my life is pointless. I haven't done my homework in months. I've tried to act normal and do my homework and stuff, but it's pointless. I might never be able to catch up. I sleep, but I have nightmares every night. I hardly ever talk to Ron anymore except to ask him about you. All I can think about is you. I need you, Hermione."
Harry stopped and stared at her a second before turning around and walking out the door. He walked over to the entrance to the tower and tried the door knob again. It was still locked. Harry closed his eyes and felt all the locking spells on the door, taking a deep breath he took in all the energy and magic from those spells. He pulled it back until he had almost a wall of energy the size of the door visible only to him. He took another deep breath and thrust the energy outward towards the door destroying it easily.
He set up an illusion of a door in its place so no one would go in while he wasn't there and strode quickly through the hallway toward Gryffindor Tower. It was about the middle of fourth period so no one was in the hallways.
He walked into the common room without seeing anyone and hurried up to his room. He searched through everything before finally finding what he was looking for wrapped in his invisibility cloak.
He stuffed it in his pocket and headed back down the stairs and out of the portrait back to the tower. He passed through the illusion easily though he was sure he was one of the only ones who would be able to do so.
He sat down on the couch just in time to see Hermione come out in a fluffy white bath robe. She looked toward the bed and an outfit appeared on it. Harry couldn't see what it was from his spot on the couch, but he could see Hermione wasn't exactly happy about it. She groaned and picked it up before walking back to the door again she grabbed the door knob in attempt to open it but it wouldn't budge.
She looked as if she was about to scream instead she groaned out loud. She turned around and seemed to weigh her options looking at Harry as if sizing him up.
Finally she sighed as if in defeat and stalked over to the far corner of the room.
"Will you please turn around while I get changed? I can't get back into the bathroom, the stupid door locked itself!"
Harry nodded and turned around fighting the urge to glance back real quickly.
"I'm finished," she announced finally. Harry turned around to see her dressed on a pink and black very short slip. (Think 13 Going on 30 People!)
"The room took my clothes and I couldn't get it to give me anything more than these ridiculous slips."
Harry eyed her up and down. It was anything but ridiculous in his opinion. She crossed her arms over her chest trying to hide what the low cut neck line had revealed.
She sat down in a chair near him and looked at him expectantly as if she knew he had something more to say.
Harry cleared his throat, "Hermione this is the only way I can think of to prove I really do love you. I got this before I decided to go off and fight Voldemort."
Harry pulled out a scarlet jewelry box and handed it to her. Hermione opened it slowly; the box held one of the most beautiful rings Hermione had ever seen it had a white gold band with a large diamond set in the middle. On the sides were two slightly smaller rubies with tiny diamonds surrounding them. Hermione gasped.
"It was my mother's engagement ring," Harry explained quietly. "I got it out of my parents vault when I was in Diagon Alley one day and I've kept it ever since. I was going to ask you to marry me right after graduation, but I wanted to beat Voldemort first."
"It's beautiful, Harry," Hermione said tears pooling in her eyes.
They sat in silence for a moment before Hermione said what she had wanted to say all day, "I know you love me, Harry. I'm just scared. I really don't want to lose you.'
Harry almost smiled; there was still hope. He stood up and pulled her into his arms where she started sobbing into his chest. He sat back down again and held her tightly in his arms much like the night before.
"You're not going to lose me, Hermione," Harry whispered into her hair slowly rocking her back and forth in his arms. "I won't die. I can't die with you still here. I refuse to leave you alone. He won't beat me, Hermione." For the first time Harry actually believed what he said. He would defeat Voldemort and come back to Hermione.
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Hermione dodged curses left and right trying to knock out as many death eaters as she could and save her friends. She knew just as it happened, the earth shook slightly and all the Death Eaters fell to their knees screaming out in agony. It was something that would haunt her for the rest of her life. It seemed to go on forever, the screams of pain and suffering. She saw people on the light side collapse sobbing just listening to the screams.
When it stopped there was only silence no body moved or spoke or cried out to God. Everyone was just silent. A few seconds later the silence was broken by screams of horror as all the death eater's bodies caught on fire and burnt down to ashes to be blown on the wind.
Hermione turned and ran then knowing instinctively which direction she would find him in. Twice she tripped over dead bodies and stared into their empty, lifeless eyes and once she had to stop to throw up when she saw the remains of a small boy that had been mutilated by the curses from a death eater having fun.
She could almost picture a tall dark figure in black robes standing over the helpless child and laughing as the boy cried out in pain and misery with each and every curse before the death eater grew tired of him and killed him with a flick of his wand.
She kept going until she reached the woods. She had to avoid the myriad of other bodies as she ran through the woods in the direction of a clearing she knew was just up ahead. The signs of a lengthy and gruesome battle were everywhere and in the center of all the debris was Harry.
He looked every inch like a lost child with nothing else left in the world. He was staring at the ashes that were the only thing that remained of the dark lord.
Hermione entered the clearing; accidentally stepping on a twig as she walked towards him. It made a loud crack and Hermione suddenly found herself looking into Harry's bright green eyes that had seen far too much for his age, but then again they all had. He had his wand pointed at her throat.
The wand dropped. He stared at her as if not believing she was real.
Hermione looked him over. She didn't know how he had gotten to her as fast as he did. It wasn't humanly possible as far as she was concerned and he shouldn't have even have been able to stand up with as much blood as he had lost and the amount of injuries he had. His shirt was torn open to reveal a large ugly red gash that went from his shoulder to his hip. His right arm looked to be broken and his left knee was turned at an odd angle, there were various other cuts and bruises all over his body the worst of which was a large gash on his head that was bleeding profusely, but then again she had her own share of injuries perhaps the worst were her broken left wrist and large slash across her abdomen that would definitely leave a scar.
Hermione threw her arms around Harry careful not to hold him to hard or to bump her own wounds.
Harry wrapped his arms around her too burying his head in her shoulder as he sobbed. Hermione cried too. They both cried for the loved ones they knew were lost forever, but they also cried out of joy that the war was finally over and they had won. Harry pulled back and kissed her deeply still crying.
"I love you, Hermione," He whispered.
"I love you too, Harry." Hermione answered him.
It was finally over.
The End!
A/N: Wow I finished two stories in one day! I'm so sorry for the wait on this one as I said in the A/N for my other story my computer has been broken and this was the first chance I've had since the beginning of August to post it. Again I'm really sorry. I hope you guys like it! I probably won't write an epilogue for this one, but if enough people want one I might just be able to do a little something.
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