ALWAYS (Hinny)

Chapter 42 : Stupid Bickering

The two weeks without Ron and Harry were terribly long. When Harry wasn't there I felt like my life had no purpose. Like I was insignificant to the world, that my presence meant nothing. I felt like nothing. My smiles were all faked, my laughs were forced. The only place where I would feel right was in my bed, because it was the only moment when I could be myself without being judged for something that couldn't possibly be controlled. The only thing that kept me going was that I knew everything would be alright when Harry would come back.

The first time was horrible, because I wasn't prepared, but this time I knew it was going to happen. So I just acted as if I was okay. That was the best way to keep going, I guess.

However there were tiny moments when I would feel his presence through the bond, and for a few seconds my life would have a purpose. Those tiny moments were what kept me up. Otherwise I would probably have spent every minute of everyday hidden in my bed.

So when Harry came back, the world seemed to light up all of the sudden, and I smiled, and hugged him as if my life depended on him. Well, my life actually depended on him, and always will.

Months passed and April brought flowers back to our world, and the sun shone through the clouds, warming up the temperature up a bit.

The exams were coming close, and we found ourselves working most of the free time we had. If we were already working too much in April, what would it be like in June? I sighed, and put my book down. I looks around me. The common room was empty, except for a few seventh year and two fifth year, most people had gone to bed, as it was already 11:30 pm. I looked over at Harry who looked as if he was only seconds away from falling asleep, and smiled.

"I can't work anymore." I said, got up, and sat again, next to Harry this time.

He smiled. And we both waited.

"I'm going to bed. " Hermione smiled, kissed Ron, waved goodnight to us, and disapeard in the staircase that lead to the girls dorm.

"Yeah.. me too." Ron said, and got up too. "Goodnight you two."

"Night Ron."

Once Harry and I were completely alone in the common room, we did not wait.

I climbed on his lap and we finally had a moment for us.

This had been that way since we had got together -well together again, since we were together before I lost my memories.

The only moments that we would spend together were at midnight in the common room, in the room of requirement, or in a broom cupboard. So, actually like once a day at the best.

It was kinda horrible, being with Harry all day, without being able to hug him, kiss him, comfort him the way I would do if we were alone. That was painful.

I knew Harry suffered too. But he had wanted it to be that way. So that no one would want to hurt me. Stupid. It was already too late anyway. The death eaters already knew about the bond. And I knew he suffered even more about it.

We were getting passionate, and I couldn't stand it.

"Harry." I moaned.

"I'll be back in a second." He said, forcing himself to stop kissing me, got up quickly, and climbed the stairs to the boys dorm. He was back only 30 seconds later.

"Come here." He murmured.

I understood immediately and smiled, and hid under the cloack with him. "Clever, Potter."

"Surprised, aren't you?" He smirked.

"Oh shut up and hurry."

"Eager are we Weasley ?" He smiled, earning a slap on the arm from me.