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The Master of Death (And The Power of Life)	By : Marvolo Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 7464 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It had been 5 days since the Ginny incident. After everything that had happened Harry and Hermione decided to just stick around the house. They tried in vein to forget about there problems but where happy to keep each over company.
Hermione was deep in thought as she read a book she had found in Harry's room. That is until it shot out of her hand.
“You know Hermione, It's rude to be reading someones dairy” Harry said with playful smile. Hermione blushed with embarrassment.
“Sorry Harry I didn't mean too I just...I don't know” Hermione moaned hiding her face.
“How far in are you” he asked flipping through the pages.
“Just at the part when you set the snake on Dudley” Hermione told him.
“Your that far in already. Congratulations Hermione I appreciate your restraint”. Harry said laughing as he playfully chided her.
“Well I won't read anymore” Hermione promised feeling ashamed of herself. The book then appeared back in her hand. Hermione looked up surprised and confused.
“Why not” Harry asked sincerely. “There's nothing in that dairy I want to hide from you”.
“Harry...” Hermione couldn't believe he would put this much trust into her but she knew he meant it.
“We have shared so much Hermione. You have always been the only person I could ever truly share with” Harry continued.
“Me too I mean your the only person I can share with” Hermione answered. She suddenly felt closer to Harry then she had ever felt too anything. She new she could tell him anything.
“There's something I 've never told you or anyone for that matter. Not even Ron” Hermione whispered slowly feeling her voice grow confidence. “ But I don't want there to be any secrets between us Harry”.
“It's not easy growing up a muggle born. At least your aunt and uncle new why strange things where happening to you. As I have told you before life wasn't easy for me in school. I was often bullied but also had a habit of getting back at bullies in weird ways. Never on purpose of course”. Hermione insisted before continuing.
There was this really mean girl. She picked on me every day for 4 years. One day I found all my books where stolen. I found her with them at recces. She had brought a bat from home and was hitting them, All by books where destroyed and I just saw red. I didn't know how it happened but she was knocked out before my eyes by a levitating baseball bat” Hermione paused. Harry realized she was holding back a guilty smile but her expression changed.
“I tried to explain to the teachers what happened, but of course no one believed the magic bat story. Even the few kids who saw it didn't believe there eyes. They all just thought I was dangerous and mad. I thought I was mad.I....I was expelled.
Harry let Hermione catch her breath. Harry remembered what she once said in first year “You're going to get us killed or worse expelled”. He put his arm around Hermione trying to comfort her. Hermione couldn't help but smile at this.
“I refused to leave the house for months. I spent all my time trying to learn from books while avoiding everyone from school. Then one day we where visited by a strange elderly lady who changed my life forever”.
“Professor McGonagall” Harry muttered as Hermione nodded with a grin. He remembered what it was like for him when Hagrid had arrived in that cabin and told him he was a wizard.
“Suddenly I had a second chance. McGonagall even left me books to catch up on. They where amazing but I started to get worried. I realized I would have just as hard of a time fitting in the wizarding world as I did in school. All the witches and wizards in the books where reckless and courageous. I wasn't like them I just wanted to read. I didn't relate too any of them....except one”.
“Who” Harry asked as Hermione reached deep into her purse. She pulled out a book and flipped over to a marked page. Harry was stunned by what he saw read.
It was about a child who somehow inadvertently defeated the darkest wizard of all time. Who lost his family, was raised by muggle relatives, (who where rumored to be cruel) and isolated away from the wizarding world. His name was Harry Potter.
Harry didn't know what to say. He new Hermione had read about him in a couple books. But he never realized....
“I knew you would be going to Hogwarts the same year I was”. Hermione whispered almost nervously. I knew I had to meet you then. Not because of the scar but because for the first time in my life I saw some one who I could relate too. Maybe he would relate to me. Maybe I actually had found a friend. Hermione hugged Harry.
“I never could have imagined how right I was. You are the most kind, selfless, brave, loyal, and loving person I have ever met. I keep that page because it was the moment I found hope. I owe everything to you Harry. Not by being the chosen one or the boy who lived but by giving me friendship and love”. She looked up into his eyes.
“That's why I love you Harry”.
Hermione froze and looked away. She hadn't meant to say that and this time Harry wasn't asleep. She let go of Harry and ran out of the room as fast as she could. She could feel herself start to hyperventilate. She ignored Harry's calls and grabbed her wand. Just as she was about to apparate she saw Harry point his wand at her.
Hermione appeared alone in a Forrest. She took deep breaths trying to calm down before yelling in frustration. “Why can't I keep my mouth shut. he doesn't love me that way. He said so himself to Ron”.
Her pessimistic thoughts where interrupted when something caught the corner of her eye. Hermione turned around and saw the Patronus. Harry must have cast it while she was apparating. Hermione rubbed her eyes, she couldn't believe what she saw. The Patronus was definitely no longer a Buck.
It was a Hippogriff. Hermione stared transfixed it was the most beautiful thing she ever saw.
“He does loves me” she whispered. “He loves me, He loves me,” she started repeating it like a mantra. She realized this and started to laugh. She never felt this way before it was pure ecstasy.
With a flick of the wand she was back at Private Drive. Hermione looked at Harry. She saw he had tears in his eyes and a smile on is face. Hermione ran to him and flung her arms around his neck.
“You love me” she cried. Now she could feel tears of her own as she looked into Harry's loving green eyes. Hermione didn't need to hear his response but swooned from it anyway.
“More then anything Hermione”.
“I love you Harry” she sighed before passionately kissing him for the first time.
They both knew in that moment, they would never again be alone.
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