Dramonie - Love don't cost a thing-

Chapter One. 

-Hermione- -Edited-

The war is over and Lord Voldemort is dead; what a relief.

After the war all the Death eaters were rounded up and taken to Azkaban to await their sentence; no one wanting to leave to chance of one of them slipping through the cracks again and starting another war.  

Too much was lost during the war; too many lives lost. 

I can say for myself that I found a great relief to know that them being behind bars meant that for once in my life I didn't have to worry about looking behind my back or wondering if a person looking at me strangely wanted to kill me.

These are the thoughts no one my age should have to think about; these thoughts shouldn't even enter my head but here I am plagued by the harsh memories of the war. Friends, families associates dead for the great cause; and for what our freedom.

No one wanted to admit that this all started when Harry was born that even though they thought Lord Voldemort was dead they never thought that he would ever be smart enough to have so many back up plans to require his conquest; well Professor Dumbledore had known and no one had listened.

I wonder what would have happened if people had listened and taken the accusations seriously; maybe then Harry would have grown up with both of his parents and maybe we wouldn't have been friends. 

Friends; we are more like brother and sister the sibling I always wanted to have in my life but only got when I started at Hogwarts. I still remember that Ron was so mean to me when I first started but somehow Harry had changed it so I was included so I meant something.  It was the first time that I was accepted for me; like ever and that actually meant something to me.

It was one of the reasons why I have always been with Harry; even risking my life for him because he has been the one who has always been there for me; stood by my side when no one else would.  He saved me from a troll! No one could forget something like that; that's why I chose to stand beside him against Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters and I was willing to die for the cause. 

I remember the day after we had sat and listened to Professor Dumbledore's will; I realized just how important I was to this conquest and I knew that Harry was going to do a huge speech about why we shouldn't go with him, how he didn't feel right about us sacrificing our lives for the cause.

The thing is we had already been risking our lives for the cause as soon as we stood on the grounds of Hogwarts and become associates and then friends with Harry.  There was no way that I would ever allow Harry to go alone; not a chance. 

 It was a easy thing to accept and if I was to die I would not be remembered in vain, their would be novels about me and how courageous I had been to walk into the darkest hour knowing that I could die and still doing that with my head held up high.

I remember the conversation that Harry and I had as if it was just yesterday, it made me strongly believe he was more a brother than anything and I don't know it kind of bonded us more together than anything; he really got me and appreciated everything that I have done and did. 

It was about me erasing my parents memories one of the hardest things I had to d before we walked into war to face the hardest battle we would ever face. 

Flash Back

The war is approaching us, it is like a noose is around my neck and I am waiting for someone to pull tight and end my life. I won't lie to myself I am so very scared about what we have to face; more so because we have to go up against Lord Voldemort.