This Is The Way The World Ends. | By : tulipsaside Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 7312 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 2. For the Futures Sake, Not the Pasts.
They followed the Headmaster silently out of the Forest the following morning after Ron’s burial. It was simple yet fitting for such a courageous man. Hermione had kept her head up the entire time watching as the flames licked at Ron. She knew she would see him again, though she felt sad at not having him here beside her and Harry in preparation for another Dream Team adventure.
Harry and Hermione had briefly tried to discuss the finer details of their present predicament the night before, after the Headmaster had let them retire to bed. Harry, Hermione noticed, seemed contemplative, though there seemed to be a lot of anticipation in his green eyes.
There were so many things that she needed to make him understand. She understood he would be excited even in the wake of disaster. Yes, his parents were still alive and even roughly his age. It was a chance in a lifetime, but Hermione feared that Harry would become selfish and try meddling. He needed to understand that not only was he not allowed to mention anything about his parents’ future, nor could he throttle Peter on sight but he had to act as if he had never known they existed.
They were to be poising as exchange students from Durmstrang who were here at the request of their parents who were unhappy with the workings at their former school. They would be re-sorted at the start of term feast, much to Harry’s chagrin. He argued with Dumbledore fiercely that both he and Hermione were Gryffindors and that there was no need to re-sort. Dumbledore then kindly explained to Harry that it would be less suspicious if they were re-sorted as opposed to merely showing up in Gryffindor Tower. Dumbledore had also asked, through twinkling eyes, that Harry charm his hair to match that of his sisters. Hermione had giggled at the sight of a brown haired Harry sitting grumpily on his hospital cot.
Another set back, Hermione remembered, was that Harry was adamant on not redoing his sixth year again. Hermione had informed him through clenched teeth that maybe it would be ideal to their situation if they were active with the student body in hopes of gaining an understanding of the whereabouts of a certain wizard. It should hardly be difficult to sit through sixth year again since they were twenty years behind what they had already learned. Harry, Hermione had noticed blushed slightly after his tantrum.
The trudge uphill out of the forest was sending pains through her bruised knee, she doubted it would ever work properly again after the nasty spell had hit her. The term would be starting on Monday, and she could not help but to feel nervous. There were so very many things that could go wrong now, and yes, while they were quite alive there were still many dangers that they would have to face in the coming months.
"Hermione?" Harry’s voice was soft next to her.
"Yes, Harry?" Hermione tried to stretch her knee out as the land flattened out on their way back to the castle.
"I know you’re worried." He said gently.
She looked at him, his untidy brown hair shifting in the light breeze.
"It’s going to be terribly difficult this time. I know you are excited about seeing them, but you need to understand that we cannot say anything to them. We are here because we have no world to go back to right now, and this is our last shot at defeating Voldemort. We need to use this time to our advantage, for the future’s sake, not the pasts." She whispered to him trying to stop the wind from carrying her words to the Headmaster fifteen paces ahead of them.
Harry nodded. "‘Mione, I understand, more than you’re giving me credit for." He smiled.
There was a short pause before Harry’s hand reached out for hers. "It doesn’t seem right, not having Ron here."
Hermione tightened her grip on his hand. " I know. This makes what we’re doing here all the more important."
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