Promises
Chapter 10
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
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"Everyone's celebrating! They're looking for you!"
Hermione. She's always known where I'd be. Maybe one day, I'll get good enough to fool her.
I don't really feel like celebrating. What's there to celebrate?
"Harry?"
What have I done?
Who am I? What am I?
"Harry, you're scaring me..."
Good.
The couch shifts as she sits down next to me.
"Harry, what's wrong?"
I'm a murderer, that's what's wrong.
"Harry, say something! Anything!"
She's getting hysterical.
Go away.
"No one blames you, you know. Everyone knew it would come down to you and him."
It wasn't just me and him. It was me and him and all of his supporters, willing or not.
Leave me alone Hermione.
"When you're ready, we're all waiting for you in the Great Hall."
The couch shifts again as she stands.
I don't think I'll ever be ready.
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