The Golden Trip

Chapter 9

"Shh, you're safe now. Don't worry. You're safe." Someone whispers. I roll around, trying to get away.

"No!" I exclaim, shooting a stupefy in the air.

"Hey! That almost hit me!" One of the Twin's exclaimed.

"Get away!" I shouted, sitting up. "Go!" I said, covering my eyes with my hands. "I don't HAVE IT!" I shouted. I think a shot out some stupefy's.

"Calm down Hermione. We don't need wacko magic," One of them whispered, rubbing a hand along my arm. "You're okay. Open your eyes." So I did. Slowly. I blinked to get used to the light. I think Fred was the one next to me and George standing up.

"I didn't know it was this bad!" George exclaimed, rubbing a hand on his face. "I knew you had nightmares, but this?" He exclaimed, pacing. "Why?" He said. I sighed.

"Many things remind me of the war. And Andromeda looks like her sister." I softly said, rubbing my forearm. George hesitated, but then nodded.

"Why wouldn't you go see someone? Like a therapist's or whatever? What about a healer? Or even a muggle healer? Harry must know someone. Or counseling lessons? Or talk to someone? Take potions? Oi! What about-"

"NO!" I shouted, jumping up. "No one can help me! Do you understand what happened to me? No one can understand? Bad things happened to Harry, but not like this! So no! No one can help me. Do you understand?" I exclaimed, crossing my arms. He looked at me, all wide eyed, like a deer caught in headlights.

"Granger," He started. "I'm sorry."

"Why?" I asked. "It's not your fault. Only mine. 'Cause I'm a mudblood," I spat the last word. George visibly blanched and Fred walked around to join him.

"Don't call-"

"WHY?" I exclaimed. "Why." I said softly. "I'm different," I said, kicking at the ground. "Broken," I scoffed. "No one can help me. Not fully. I lost to much. I'm sorry, but no one can help me. I'll never fully heal." I looked at them, suddenly tired. "I'm taking a nap. Wake me up in time for lunch." I said, and turned into my fox. I climbed on the couch, curling into a ball. I fell asleep.

"Hermione, come on!" Harry exclaimed, finally happy. Finally smiling. He took my hand and we ran together to the Forbidden Forest. Smiling and laughing. We stopped in the trees, as Harry picked up a rock.

"What's that?" I asked. He smiled.

"Just wait Mione." He said in a condescending tone. He closed his eyes for a moment, and there was a flash of light. I gripped Harry's arm and opened my eyes.

"Oh my," I gasped. I looked at him, at his eyes. So full of color. Finally shining. "Why?" I asked.

"You would understand," He said with a shrug. "After all, we're practically brother and sister. They should know how special you are." He said. I hugged him.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Of course." He whispered back, planting a kiss atop my head. Someone cleared his throat.

"Hello? We're still here!" He exclaimed. Harry and I looked at who the Resurrection Stone brought back to life.

"Sirius!" I exclaimed.

"Hello Harry. Hello Kit-"

"Don't call me that!" I yelled, huffing. Harry and Sirius laughed. Harry got solemn, as did Sirius.

"Why'd you call us back Harry?" Sirius asked softly. Harry sighed, and ran a hand through his hair.

"You all should know what happened. Other things happened that I didn't tell you, but you should know. Just so, you know, you don't worry." I transfigured wooden seats for the six of us. James. Lily. Remus. Sirius. Harry. And me. We all sat and Harry looked at me.