One Last Chance (Harmione Story)

Chapter 6: Sleepyhead

*Hermione's POV

I still hadn't forgiven Ron for what he said, at least not completely. We didn't talk for a while. Harry and Ginny stood by my side all that time, they slowly started reconciling with Ron. I couldn't, at least not for now. I found comfort especially on Harry, he understood me better than anyone, I felt more comfortable around him, I felt... Safer. To my surprise, I realized that in those moments, throughout the years, he had always been there for me. All the way from first year, when he remembered me and risked himself just to warn me, through our time at Hogwarts, like in our sixth year, when Ron had a stupid crush on Lavender Brown, all the way to last year, on the horcrux hunt, when Ron had a jealousy attack over something that didn't exist.

Today's Sunday. Everyone had already gone down to the Hall to have breakfast, everyone except for me. I really didn't want to talk to anyone right now, wasn't felling like it. In fact, I wasn't in the mood to do anything at all. So, I just sat in one of the couches for a while, staring at the glooming fire.

To my surprise, somebody came in, even though it wasn't even five minutes since the last person went downstairs. It was Harry...

- Hermione! I was starting to worry about what happened to you. Aren't you coming down to eat?

He sat besides me and there was an awkward pause until I spoke.

- Harry, how can you forgive someone that has done something like what he did.

- Well, I haven't forgiven him. I'm just giving him a chance to redem himself...

- Why can't I do that! After all, he has been my best friend for seven years and dated for almost one. I'm a horrible friend! - I said crying

- No, you are not! If I were in your shoes right now, I would probably be looking for him right now so that I could hex his ass. Before you ask, yes, I do realize that is a horrible thing to say about my friend.

After a bit, feeling a little better, I said - Thanks Harry. I've been seriously needing to talk to someone about this sort of thing for a while. I've been seriously lacking some positivity these days.

He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me in softly. I laid my head on his shoulder. It felt warm and cosy. It was an extremely welcoming and heartwarming feeling, it made me not want that moment to end...

*Harry's POV

She laid her head on my shoulder. It felt strange, but in a good way. It was like all the problems we had just then went away, for a moment. I felt comfortable next to her. I liked that feeling; a lot. I rested my head on top of hers and stayed there for a while.

An then, something completely unexpected and unprecedented happened... She was breathing calmly for the first time of what felt like years and was standing completely still. She had fallen asleep!

I didn't care how strange all that might've looked, how awkward it would be if someone entered, as a matter of fact, none of that even occurred to me. I just stayed there, hugging her warm bod against mine, my breathing matching her own. It was one of the best moments in my entire life.

At some point I too fell asleep. All I can remember is waking up. I looked at my watch and realized we were almost late for our classes. It was with a sigh of disappointment that I leaned away from her and started to wake her up. I just didn't want that moment to end.

- Hermione... Hermione! - I said, shaking her lightly - wake up, we have to go to class...

*Hermione's POV

I woke up being shaken softly by someone. Then, after a second, I realized what happened, open my eyes and sprang up. A bit too fast I reckon because I hit Harry's chin with the top of my head.

- Oh! Sorry Harry - I said blushing intensively and rubbing my head - about this and... Falling asleep...

- It's alright, and about falling asleep, I can't blame you because I too fell asleep - he said, his cheeks turning pink.

- You think anyone saw us?

- Not likely. Everyone goes straight to class from the Hall. The only person to come up after breakfast is Neville if he forgot something.

The moment he ended his sentence, the portrait swung open and none other than Neville rushed in, headed upstairs, and ran out again, this time with his school bag. I let out a small giggle.

- There you have it. The proof of my genius. - he said happily

- i punched Him playfully in the arm and said - Will you stop playing professor Trelawney and come. I don't want to be late for class.

- Alright mom, let's not be late for class! - he answered laughing

And so we went to class. I couldn't focus in anything throughout the day. That time we spent in the common room, curled together in the couch. It was the best moment I had since the return of Voldemort, four years ago... Surprisingly, it didn't feel wrong, but that was Harry; he made me ignore all my standards, make me not care about what other might think, what they might say and turn something as awkward as that and turn it into one of the best moments of my life.

If that would've happened two weeks earlier I would've felt guilty because of Ron, now.. Now I simply didn't care. Not anymore...

*Harry's POV

After what happened in the common room I couldn't focus on any of my classes. I was confused about what happened, why it did and what did it mean? What it meant; I'm not sure. But I'm certain of one thing. It meant something big. Something good. Very good...

During the day, I felt Hermione wasn't comfortable with what went on that morning. She wandered away every time I came near her and she kept looking away from me all day. I decided I would talk to her that evening. Ron wasn't exactly on talking terms with either of us after what he did. As a matter of fact it seemed that no one would talk to him, rumors had spread and soon everyone knew what he said to Hermione. I wanted to talk to her because she was my best friend. ''She's more than that'' a voice inside my head kept saying but I pulled it asside. She was my best friend, and I didn't want to be apart from my two best friends at once. It still had Luna, Neville, Seamus and Deanyes; it just wasn't the same as the three of us.

I waited for her to come back to the common room, so I could talk to her privatly.

Hermione's POV

My head was all over the place for the entire day. I couldn't focus on anything, wich wasn't normal, not for me. I was in the library, studying and wasn't able to read one sentence in one go. The events of that morning kept poping into my head. After an hour of failed atempts to read a book I gave up and headed up to the common room. When I got there there were still some people awake, then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and, I knew who it was even before I turned around...

*Harry's POV

- Hermione. I need to talk to you, please don't go away...

- What is it Harry? - I asked although I was almost sure I knew what he was going to talk about.

- Not here. Meet me here in an hour. By then everyone should be in bed...

Author's note

Well, this surely is the longest chapther I have written so far and, so far, it is the one I enjoyed writing the most. Finaly some more intimate moments betwen the two of them. I seriously hope you liked reading this chapter as much as I did writting it.

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Until the next chapter,

-Gomesss