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Chapter 28 - Aftermath

Hermione P.O.V

I sat in the common room staring at the fire. Cedric is dead and I can't help but feel guilty for his death. I try to shake the scene that keeps playing in my head but it doesn't work. I hear a voice and turn to see Harry and Oliver sat on the sofas.

"You okay 'Mione you've been staring for the last 15 minutes?" Harry says with his brows furrowed in concern.

"I'm fine, my mind is just still processing what happened during the maze." I say and the two boys look apologetic.

"Lass what happened in that maze?" Oliver says. I sigh.

"Me and Cedric teamed up towards the end when we saw the cup, however when we grabbed the cup it was a port key that made us end up in a graveyard."

"A grave yard?" Harry says in confusion.

"I know, I thought the same thing when we landed." I say looking tag Harry. "Cedric thought we had won and got excited until he saw where we were. We tried to grab the cup again to try and see if it would transport us to Hogwarts but that's when I saw Pettigew. Before I knew it he threw the killing curse at Cedric and there was nothing I could do." I feel my eyes stinging with tears. Oliver approached me and wraps his arms around me.

"Alright I think that's enough of what happened in the maze for one night." Harry says before standing up and putting a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"You going to be alright 'Mione?" Harry asks and I nod.

"I'll be alright, it's just been a long, exhausting day." I say and he nods before bidding me goodnight with a kiss on my cheek.

I close my eyes to stop the tears from falling. I feel Oliver's hand on my cheek as he strokes away the stray tears.

"I know what you're thinking and don't because it's not your fault. Do you hear me? It's not your fault."

"But what if it is my fault?" I say, my voice trembling.

"It's not, if it's anyones fault its Dumbledore's for letting you take part in the tournament."

I sigh in defeat.

"You're right." I say quietly, that I'm not sure that he heard it before he plants a kiss on my cheek. I look up at him and send him a small smile.

"We should go to bed." I say finally looking at my watch. Oliver nods before standing up. I stay on the couch looking at the fire again.

"Are you sure you'll be alright lass?"  Oliver says turning to face me.

"I'll be fine." I say giving him an encouraging smile. He nods and walks up the stairs to the boys dormitories.

I stand up and head to the girls dormitories before taking a shower. I feel my arm burn under the droplets of warm water. I let out a hiss before letting my hair out from the messy bun I had it in for the third task. I grab my shampoo before scrubbing it into my hair to get all the dirt and sweat out of it.

After I rinse my hair I go over the ends with conditioner before cleaning the remainder of mud from my body. I then rinse the conditioner off before shutting of the shower. I grab my towel and wrap it around my body. I grab my toothbrush and brush my teeth. My mind drifts off to everything that has happened over the past few weeks. I rinse my mouth after a few minutes and then change into my PJ's. I wrap my hair in the other towel I brought into the bathroom. I pick up my robes from earlier and put them in the laundry basket.

I pull the covers back and lie in my bed with a book in my hands. I open the book on the page I was reading but my mind can't concentrate on the words that are right in front of me. My mind starts to wonder to Cedric's death once again.

His limp and pale body laying on the ground after being hit by the killing curse. The light from his eyes, gone. The young boy that was once full of life was now dead. A wave of sadness washes over me and I feel tears stinging my eyes. I cast a muffliato charm around my bed before crying myself to sleep.
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I woke up to the sun shining on my face through the curtains of my bed. I yawn before getting up. I look around the room to see that nobody else is awake yet.

I walk into the bathroom and look at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like hell. My hair was frizzy and my eyes were red from hours of crying.

I washed my face before casting a spell on my hair to tame it into silky waves. I brush my teeth before getting my clothes out of my trunk and changing in the bathroom.

After I was changed I grabbed my school bag and headed down to the common room to see it empty. I walk quietly down the steps before leaving through the portrait. I head to the great hall and sit at the Gryffindor table. I grabbed a random book from my bag to try and give my brain something to do.

By the time the hall was full it was 8:30am. I look up to see a grumpy Ron and a tired Harry walk into the hall. They both meet my gaze instantly and send me smiles before sitting next to me. The next people to enter were Ginny, Fred, George, lee and Oliver. They join us at the table.

The entire hall was a buzz with chatter. People were laughing and acting as though nothing had actually happened at the tournament. I look to see my friends looking deep in conversation. My mind wanders to what life could have been like if we weren't in a war.

Everyone wouldn't have to worry about some homicidal maniac trying to kill anyone who wasn't on his side. Harry wouldn't have to be 'the chosen one' and have the pressure of saving the wizarding world. We would just be kids. Average witches and wizards going to Hogwarts to learn magic. But that wouldn't happen because this was the reality. Voldemort was back and Cedric was dead. The war had officially begun. We are no longer children...we were now an army ready for battle that will end it all.