One Last Chance (Harmione Story)

Chapter 14: Promise

*Hermione's POV

Harry and I made our way to Gryfindor tower surrounded by a cheering crowd. Pretty much the whole school was all over the Gryfindor team. Well... Everyone except the Slytherins, who rushed to their dorms as fast as the could after the game ended.

The party had already started when Harry and I finally managed to get to our common room and, like it did at breakfast, the cheering and shouting grew louder than it already was, however that was possible, and, just like how it happened at breakfast, all of the eyes around us turned towards me.

- How did you do that? - someone asked.

- Why didn't you try for the team before? - Another voice wanted to know.

- That was amazing, where did you learn it? - A third voice inquired.

- I don't know... - I said, answering the three questions with three words.

The party kept going, having no regard for the my ignorance towards my talent. I really meant what I said, I had no idea how I managed to play so well, I didn't know what I was doing until after I had already done it.

I was the focus of everyone's attention until I felt pulled aside by someone. I knew who it was even before I turned around to face whoever grabbed me. It was Harry...

- Come - He requested. Although he said nothing else it was enough to convince me to follow him. I nodded and trailed after him, out of the castle.

He was leading me to the edge of the Black Lake, not saying a word, I followed, equally as silently, but there was no doubt in my mind why he was taking me there. We came to a halt at the spot where we shared our first kiss. I sat on the same tree as I did last time, facing the Lake. He sat beside me, also facing the Lake. Neither of us said a word during our way to where we now stood but, the more I thought about it, the more sure I was about the reason of our trip to the outskirts of the Forest. I was both sure why he took me there and glad that he did... I wasn't quite ready to tell the other what was on my mind.

Some moments passed until he finally spoke - Hermione... Yesterday, in practise, you seemed quite nervous and you didn't play nearly as well as you did today and, even today, until you were tackled, you weren't giving it all you had, you were sitting behind, looking at the game as if nervous to interfere. After that you played amazingly but... I'm worried about you. Is everything alright?

- Harry... I don't know how to- I don't want you to think less of me because of t...

He pressed his finger lightly on my lips, hushing me and then he grabbed my shoulders, turning me towards him. I turned my head away from him, not ready to face him yet. In response, he stroked my hair for a bit, trying to calm me a little, which appeared to work for a bit. He then held my chin in another attempt to turn me towards him. I didn't resist this time around. I looked at his beautiful green eyes, he had a small smile glue to his face.

- Nothing you would ever do will make me think less of you... Nothing. You can tell me, what's bothering you?

I suddenly blurted out - I'm afraid of flying! - As I said it, I turned my head away from him once again, and, once again, he made me face him. To my surprise, his smile was even bigger than before.

- How... How can you smile at something like this?!

- I'm smiling because my girlfriend continues to surprise at every passing day, because she is the bravest person I know, she volunteered for the Quiditch team regardless of her fear of flying and, because, under all the bravery, selflessness and confidence she shows everyday, under all of that, there is an uncommonly kind, shy and smart girl who buries her nose in a book every chance she gets and has the answer to all of the questions in the world. That girl has always been there, that is the girl with who I fell in love with, the girl I now call my girlfriend, and I couldn't be happier about that...