You and I? Impossible

Points of view

" Good and evil.
Probably neither exists.
It's probably just a matter of point of view "

He got up carefully from the floor, still staggering.
The symptoms were more and more burdensome, the limbs more and more flaccid and only 2 days had passed since its onset.

She tried to compose herself to appear as presentable as possible and shuffled, but at the same time firm, out of her room.

The two Gryffindors exited the Great Hall.
Ron started chattering with Neville and Seamus;
Harry sat down a little farther away from them.

"no, I don't understand anything anymore, damn it"
He kept rubbing his temples, hoping to relieve his pain.  In vain.

Clack.  He blew the lock of the forbidden ward with a modest Alohomora, sneaking into it, feline.

She gently began running her fingers through the tomes, looking for something that could have helped her.

And it was there that in the darkest compartment she saw a greasy book.  Magic Medicine.

She rushed on it like a lion on its prey.  She began to leaf through it at great speed,
aware of the fact that her action was erroneous, but for a greater good.

She found unimaginable remedies, she felt dirty just to lay her eyes on that nonsense.  She managed to find something.

She could slow it down, but not stop it.
She put the tome exactly the way I found it and fled without looking back.

-Hey, all right? -
Ginny sat comfortably in the common room in her pajamas, ready to sleep.
- Excuse me-

She exhaled and let herself go into a hysterical cry;  Ginny realized there was no need to ask questions and simply hugged her motherly.

She had found something.
She had to try hard to be happy, ignoring anyone who made her feel anxious or uncomfortable.
Don't think about it, ever, command your own mind.

It would have lasted a couple of weeks.
She had calculated it;  neither more nor less.

When Harry and Ron got home they found the two still sitting sprawled;  Hermione still tied to Ginny.

-All right? - Ron asked puzzled
The raven frowned at his barely distended brow:
before her elusive behavior on him.
Now this.

"Yes," the girl replied weakly
The redhead ordered the two with a slight vehemence to go away.

- What does she have now? -
-I don't know Ron, I don't know- Harry concluded with a bewildered look as he went back into the dormitory.

Could he talk to him freely about what had happened with Kay?
He seemed to have the speech on the tip of his tongue, ready to overflow.
He froze.

"You'll hurt both of them"
He already imagined the king's answers.

-Do you want to study together tomorrow? -
Hermione nodded quickly.
- You're exhausted , do you want to sleep in the dormitory? -
- No, I'm going to my room, night-

She stared after her, until she disappeared behind the creaking wooden door.

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Dear Harry,
I was wrong, I was all wrong.
The only time I wasn't wrong was with you: I wish I could explain, but the truth is, I don't even know what I really feel.
I feel like I'm going crazy ..
We are overwhelmed by too many things, all too many bigger than us: I am completely alone, discord has gradually extinguished all the people I love, but you must remain compact.
Don't bury the secrets, rather, face them, it's nothing serious.
What has been between us will remain hidden;  I will jealously treasure even the most insignificant moments I have lived with you because they are all I have.
At times it might seem like a dream, too perfect to be true.
You were probably the best thing that ever happened to me.
He is trying to divide us;  he has already started.
Pay attention
I love you, Kaytlyn

She took that curated parchment and crumpled it up.

- Lacarnum Inflamari-

The incinerated fragments of the letter fluttered around the room, impregnating it with smoke and burning.
Maybe it was something else that got burned.

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She got up willingly from the bed, with a half smile on her face.

It was time to fight.

- Morning -
Ginny looked her up and down:
the girl's unexpected and sudden change of mood had somewhat displaced her.

She knew, for sure, that she didn't have to ask questions.
And so she did.

- Aren't we waiting for Harry and Ron? -
Hermione pretended not to hear the name of the chosen one.
- Come on, we have a lot of things to do.  Come on, hurry up! -

And in no time at all they hurled themselves into the courtyard.

- Shall we eat here? -
- Hermione, I don't think it can be done-
-Shh, that's okay-

Her?  Breaking the rules?  Even more unique.

- I wanted to apologize, I know that in the last period we are not ..-
- Say no more;  I know how hard it is for you, if something happens to Dean, I .....-
Hermione rolled her eyes.
- Are you together?  I didn't know anything-
- Um, it happened the night before Halloween,
it didn't seem appropriate to talk about it-
- Ron ... you know? - the curl began to swell
- Yes- answered the redhead with a small smile of circumstance
She burst into laughter.
-Hahahahhahah, I'm imagining his face and his paranoia-
She almost tears.
- Yeah ... and you? -
- The?  What do you mean ?-
- Do you still love him?-
- I will always love him-
-AND.....-
- And, and what? -

- Good morning, we couldn't find you anymore-
Ron cuts the conversation abruptly, luckily for Hermione.

The hedgehog did everything she could not to meet Harry's gaze.  She didn't want to delude him, not anymore.

Let's go.