Harry stared at her from the corner of the room. He saw her fingers tracing her 'Mudblood' scar. He saw a tear slide down her cheek.
He was the one who caused everyone's pain. He was the one who caused her pain. Harry looked towards his hand, the same hand that his faint scar lay.
Her screams filled his mind. Then the silent ticking of umbrige's clock. He didn't feel her pain. He didn't scream or cry in vain. Harry turned to his best friend Ron for help." Hey Ron, do you think this would be a good idea.."
Harry mutters his plan into Ron's ear. Ron's eyes widened but he chose not to argue with Harry at the moment but he knew that Harry was going insane.
On one particular day Hermione noticed that Harry and Ron weren't around. She looked for them around the quiet neighbourhood that they lived in. She began to grow worried until they appeared in front of her.
For the following week she noticed that whenever Ron bumped into Harry's right arm he winced, but when she asked him about it he simply said he was fine. Time passed and Harry no longer felt pain in his arm.
Hermione watched him roll his sleeve up and take of a piece of fabric. He rolled his sleeve down and turned to Hermione." Mione' meet me at the burrow tomorrow at 11:30." With that he left and wasn't seen again for the rest of the night.
The following day Hermione awoke at 10:00 in the morning and managed to get ready by 10:30. She was excited to see what Harry had planned. She waited for the hour to pass before she apparated to the burrow.
When she got there the house was silent. Did he tell her to come on purpose? Did she dress up nicely just to turn up and no one is here.
(BTW, this is what she's wearing.)
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She didn't realise Harry had snook up behind her and was ready to scare her. Before he could, she turned around and immediately said, " You look handsome Harry.." her face instantly became red.
" How did you know I was behind you?" He asked blushing a little." Oh, um..I could smell your cologne from a mile away.." she answered giggling to herself." Oh, and I look handsome do I." He spoke wiggling his eyebrows. She wasn't lying he did look especially nice today.
(What he was wearing, but without the jacket)
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She nodded her head blushing again." Anyway Harry, why did you ask me to meet you here?" She asked looking around. He looked at her nervously and pulled up his sleeve to reveal a tattoo of the scar she has on her arm. He saw tears flow down her cheeks as she stared at it in awe." Harry, you didn't have to do this it's going to be there forever.." Harry looked at her and wrapped his arms around her, " Mione', your the person that's always been there for me, sorry Ron I'd be lying if I said you were, and your my best friend.." he softly spoke to her. She hugged him tightly as tears still fell from her eyes. Little did she know he said something extra at the end of his little speech, " And maybe something more.."
