Chapter six … I hope you're enjoying this fic as much as I enjoy writing it …short fluff…scratch that it's a little long but I think the ending is coming soon.
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Chapter 6: The Truth
Harry collapsed just as our lips touched for the first time. He fell on the ground. He was unconscious. I checked for his pulse and he was still breathing. I stopped myself from panicking. It was only the two of us in the cemetery.
"Hermione, what happened?" I heard someone say from behind me. It was Ron he just apparated. "I checked in your house you still weren't there so I figured you guys were still out here. What happened to Harry?"
"I don't know he just fainted. Let's take him home," I said and Ron and I got Harry and we disapparated to my house.
We placed Harry on the bed. I checked if he was having a fever or anything but his temperature was normal.
"Tell me what happened Hermione," Ron said as we sat on Harry's bedside. I saw the look of worry on his face.
"We were just talking and well, we kissed and he suddenly fainted. I don't know it had never happened to him before," I admitted. Ron might as well know that Harry kissed me.
"Strange, you guys kissed and he faints," he commented.
"I know. I'm scared Ron. What if something happens to him? I can't bear the thought of losing him again. I just lost my parents not him too," I cried. Ron hugged me and tried to comfort me.
"You know he could just be tired," Ron tried to reassure me. I wasn't feeling well. My parents just died and now Harry's unconscious for no particular reason except maybe for the fact that we kissed but why would he faint because of it?
"I don't know what I'll do if I lose him again Ron. I just don't think I can live anymore if I lose him. I don't have anyone," I sobbed for what seemed to me like hours.
`Hermione? Hermione, open your eyes,' I heard someone say. I did and I was in strange place. It was Harry. We were in a beautiful meadow of flowers.
`Where are we Harry?' I asked. He smiled at me.
`In your head,' he plainly answered. `I thought it would take long before I can actually surface.'
`I don't understand what do you mean. Do you remember who you are now?' I asked him as he went closer to me.
`Of course I do. I know everything. But I don't think my physical self would acknowledge me yet,' he replied.
`I don't get it. What do you mean? Tell me Harry. Tell me what happened,' I asked. It was a strange dream if it really was one.
`Remember I fought Voldemort. I won over him but before he died he said that his death eaters would kill the people I love. That they will find a way to destroy the lives of the people that mean a lot to me,' he explained. `After killing him I escaped and went to the United States hoping I can keep the death eaters away from all of you. I knew that after defeating Voldemort I used up a lot of my powers that I won't be able to protect you. Some rogue death eaters caught me but I think they didn't know much about me so they had to use a Veritaserum on me so I can tell them about my family and friends so they can avenge Voldemort's death. The Veritaserum wouldn't work if I don't remember anything. I guess I willed myself to forget the people I loved and cared for so that the death eaters wouldn't find out about you, Ron, the Weasleys and the rest of the people related to me. It's like suffering from selective amnesia only I willed it to happen. I didn't forget my magical skills so I was able to defend myself but I was lost and I couldn't find my way back. I had to wait for years before the ministry had taken cared of the death eaters. I tried to resurface but my protective instincts wouldn't let me. I tried to resurface one time and I guess Dumbledore was there and heard me. I said that I should get back to Hogwarts and he did bring me back.'
`Oh Harry, I've missed you. How can I help you?' I said as I hugged him and kissed him for the first time.
`I think your doing a good job. When my physical self kissed you I saw an opening but I guess I forced myself too much that's why I fainted. I think that we should do it gradually. I guess the first thing that my physical self should know is that everyone is safe. Then maybe he would let me resurface. I know that with my memories of you or without them my physical self still loves you. I'm only part of a memory that myself holds fondly of you. I know that you would realize that maybe even without me, you can still love Harry,' he admitted.
`Maybe you are right. Maybe the past isn't important but I want Harry to remember and I'll help him. I'll help you. He wanted to forget so he can save us. Now I understand. I'll do my best. I already know what happened I guess I'll be able to find a way. I love you Harry, never forget that.'
`I love you too,' that was the last thing I heard him say.
"Hermione, are you okay?" It was Ron. I was slumped at Harry's side holding his hand.
"I fell asleep?" I asked as I sat at the side of the bed.
"You dozed off after crying you held Harry's hand and I guess you slept a little," Son said. I spoke to Harry in my sleep. Is that possible?
Harry was moving. "Harry, are you alright?" I asked as he opened his eyes and sat up.
"Yes, I'm fine. What happened to me?" he asked.
"You fainted," Ron replied.
"I did. I can't believe that happened. I'm sorry Hermione if I got the two of you worried," he said.
"It's alright. Harry, did you by any chance had a dream while you slept?" I had to ask him.
"I… I think I did. I saw myself with you. I couldn't hear what we were talking about but we hugged and kissed before you left," he admitted and he looked at me and Ron a little embarrassed.
"It's alright mate. I saw you and Hermione a few times doing that when we were in our seventh year," Ron said jokingly.
Now it was my turn to feel embarrassed. "We'll go down stairs to get you something to eat, stay here okay?" I said and I asked Ron to come with me.
At the kitchen I told Ron about my strange dream and he said he'd look it up but he had to go and catch up on his practice. I brought Harry a sandwich and some orange juice.
"Are you sure you're okay or should I Floo McGonagall and tell her you need to rest and we'll just go back to school tomorrow," I asked him as I set the try at the side table.
"I should be the one taking care of you, you know?" he said as he took a sip on the orange juice.
"Well, I'm not the one who went unconscious and besides my parents brought up a strong woman," I said with conviction.
"They surely did. Where ever they are right now. I bet they're so proud of you." Harry took my hand and squeezed it gently.
"So we're going back to school tonight?" I asked him and he nodded. "We'll be dropping by the lawyer first I have some business to attend to."
"Hermione, I hope I didn't scare you going unconscious and all that," he said apologetically.
"No Harry I'm fine you didn't scare me," I lied. I was scared. I'm scared of the fact that the next time we get too close he'll go unconscious and never wake up.
"I'll leave you now and please finish your sandwich so you won't go fainting on me again," I said jokingly before I went out of the room. He smiled at me and started eating the sandwich.
To be continued…
[N/A:] Thanks to all the reviews… good or bad…but thank goodness it's usually good. I'd cry the crap out of me if someone would be to harsh…I'll try to update soon as I finish the next chapter…it's hard to work on two stories at the same time… I might go bonkers and mix the two plots together…I'd try to make the ending of this story interesting although I still haven't figured out how to because some wild idea would pop somewhere… bear with me okay…thanks a lot and lots of love to yah all…