Hermione P.O.V
I didn't sleep much after the Triwizard Tournament. When I came down to the great hall with Oliver, Fred, George, Harry, Lee and Ginny. Dumbledore is sat at the far end of the hall and the chairs are set out in rows. I sit down without a word to the others. They sit down beside me.
"Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was as you all know exceptionally hard working, inferably fair minded and most importantly a fierce, fierce friend. Now I think therefore that you deserve to know exactly how he died, you see Cedric Diggory was murdered by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic doesn't wish for me to tell you this, but not to do so would be a terrible insult to his memory." Dumbledore says causing me to look down as tears stream down my cheeks. Oliver places a hand on my shoulder and gives it a comforting squeeze. I look back up at the front and Dumbledore continues talking. "Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me...reminds us of that we come from different places and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. And like the recent events the bonds of friendship we've made this year will be more important than ever, remember that. And Cedric Diggory would not have died in vain, you remeber that. And we now celebrate a boy who was kind and honest and brave and true right to the very end."
Once the funeral is finished I head back to the common room and pack my luggage for the train ride home. This year has went really quick even though so much happened. I hear footsteps and turn to see Dumbledore stood at the doorway. He walks in before speaking.
"I never liked these curtains." He says touching curtains that are pushed up to the top of the bed frame. "I set them on fire in my fourth year...by accident of course." He walks over to me after a moment of silence. He leans on the bed and speaks again. "I put you in terrible danger this year Hermione and I'm sorry." I look at him before giving him a curt nod.
"Remember this." He says placing his hands on my shoulders. "You have friends here, you're not alone." He pays my shoulder before leaving. I shrink my trunk and put it in my pocket to carry downstairs. The courtyard is full of people hugging and bidding goodbye to the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students. I meet up with Harry, Ginny, Oliver, Fred and George. As the students leave I smile and clap with everyone else. Once the students have left Ron approaches us and speaks.
"Did we just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?" He says with amusement in his voice.
"No." Me and Harry say laughing slightly. The group starts to walk away and I stay standing admiring the courtyard of Hogwarts. Oliver and Harry turn around.
"Everything is going to change now isn't it?" I say looking between them. Harry places a hand on my shoulder before nodding. I start walking with them "promise you'll write this summer, both of you." The two boys nod as we walk out the balcony watching the two schools take off. We all board the train and find an empty compartment. I sit beside Oliver who is sat beside the window. Ginny sits on the other side of me. I rest my head on Oliver's shoulder and he wraps his arm around me.
"Are you alright after everything that's happened within the last few days?" I nod before looking up at him.
"Just tired, didn't expect this year to go the way it did."
"I know, I mean who would've thought that the Triwizard Tournament would go ahead, or that you would be chosen, or that Cedric would die in the final task." Ron says stuffing his face with sweets.
"Geez thanks for the reminder Ron." I say and stand up before walking out of the compartment. I sit in an empty compartment and look out the window as the train starts pulling away from the station. I sigh as my mind wanders to the last few weeks.
Cedric shouldn't have died. He had his whole life ahead of him. If the Triwizard tournament hadn't happened then he would have been alive.
A voice in my head is telling me 'it's your fault Cedric's dead' and 'you could have saved him.' I feel myself fighting the urge to cry before the voices say 'Oh great you're crying, you're the one who actually survived the tournament not Cedric. You don't know how his family must be feeling right now.' I snap out of my thoughts when I feel a presence beside me. I look up and meet the gaze of Oliver. He sits down beside me.
"Are you alright?" He says putting a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"I'm fine, it's just been a tough few weeks is all." I say looking down at my hands.
"I know it hasn't been easy for you since the tournament but you need to know it's not your fault and that it will get better."
"I know I just wish it would get better sooner because I don't want to feel like this."
"I know lass." He says kissing my temple and wraps his arm around my shoulders. I lean into his embrace and close my eyes.
"I can't wait for the summer to come so I can just forget about everything." I say and Oliver hums in agreement.
"We'll promise me you'll write to me and you'll allow me to take you out on a date?" Oliver says looking hopeful.
"I promise I'll write to you...you want to take me out on a date?" I ask shocked.
"Well of course I do. You're the most brilliant witch I've ever went out with. You're witty, you're smart, caring, honest and on top of all that you're the most beautiful witch Ive ever laid eyes on." Oliver says causing me to blush. "So will you, Hermione Granger, allow me to take you out on a real date during the summer?" I smile at him before wrapping my arms around him.
"Yes Oliver I will allow you to take me on a date in the summer." I pull away and look into his eyes before pecking him on the lips. "No one has ever said anything so nice about me before."
"Well obviously someone should. Potter and Weasley don't realise how lucky they are to have you as their friend."
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My yellow
FanfictionEveryone says that they have a yellow. I never thought I would have one, that is until she came into my life. And before I knew it I was falling. Falling fast and hard. (For the purpose of this story Oliver is in the same year as the twins) Hermion...
