One Last Chance (Harmione Story)

Chapter 15: Nightmares

*Harry's POV

The world was all black, cold. I could feel my body but had no control over it. I could also sense people moving around nearby but I couldn't open my eyes to see who it was.

Suddenly, the black turned to light grey and memories started playing before my eyes. But they weren't just recordings, it was like I was living them all over again, and none of them were pleasant to relive... One was stuck to my mind, conquering all other and making me forget them. That was probably the worst of them all and that was likely the reason why it stayed above all others...

- Hermione... No. NO!

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(A/N: just to point out they are MEMORIES, they are real, I'm not going to do this scene with thoughts they created in their head)

*Hermione's POV

It was like having a bad dream, an awful one. I could feel myself but couldn't move. Memories, bad ones filled my head and I was reliving the worst moments of my life.

One moment stood out above all others, the worst memory I had. It was the moment where Harry came back from Dumbledore's office and saw Snape's memory, revealing that he mus die in order for Voldemort to be defeated. He had just told us what he saw and I jumped towards him and said I would go with him. He told me to stay with Ron and to kill the snake. I felt all that I felt back then, all the anger, sadness, regret all of what haunted me back then.

I wanted to cry but I couldn't even do that. I wanted to cry for Harry to hold me, to take all of that away but I couldn't. But then, at that thought I remembered: he didn't die that day, he's still alive. When that thought crossed my mind, I sprang up suddenly awake and screamed - HARRY!

I looked around. I wasn't in the main stairs, I was in a bed in the hospital wing. I wasn't in the battle, that moment was long gone, thankfully. But the only thing in my mind was Harry. I got out of the bed and pulled the curtains surrounding it and me to the side only to reveal Madam Pomfrey standing in front of me with a look both curious and angry.

- Miss Granger, you should be in bed, not jumping around all over the place.

- I'm fine. - As I said that the world started to turn and I felt Madam Pomfrey holding me up, leading me back to my bed.

After I laid down again she spoke - Yes, you perfectly fine! Eat this chocolate and if you feel better, I may let you get out of bed. Just don't waste your energy, you're still weak from the shock.

I bit a square of the chocolate as she stepped away from the bed. As soon as she was out of sight, I stood up again and looked around for Harry. I spotted only one other bed with the curtains drawn and peeked inside. Surely enough, it was Harry who laid on the bed. He was tossing and turning, clearly having a nightmare.I quickly sat down at a bench by his bed and grabbed his hand as he muttered something incomprehensible.

- It's alright, I'm here. I'm right at your side.

At that moment Madam Pomfrey pulled the curtains aside and stepped near the bed.

- I believe I told you already that you need to rest, and so does Mr. Potter. I must ask you to return to your b-

She stopped as I glanced up at her, giving her a look that clearly said I wasn't leaving that spot until Harry awoke. She realized that was no way for me her to convince me to leave his side and, at that moment, she nodded in agreement and left, a smile creeping up tor her lips. She came back a moment later with my chocolate and told me to eat it, once again...

That night was restless and truly awful. I sat by Harry's side all night, chipping away at the chocolate occasionally and holding his hand tightly the entire time. Madam Pomfrey came along a few times to check on Harry. I guess the message across the first time because all the times she came, she never tried to persuade me to leave.