Harry took her hand in his own and intertwined their fingers, ignoring the strange feeling within himself. Her hands.. were soft. Instead he said, "Talk to him. Something's obviously wrong." "And if he doesn't want to talk to me?" Hermione looked down at the ground. She felt something stir in her heart. Harry squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Then do the only thing you can... leave him." He said, pausing for a second. It was hard saying this to his best friend when the partner was his other best friend. ↱Pairings↲ ☆- HPxHG ☆- NLxLL ➢ Warnings ➸This is fanfiction ➸Some Weasley/Dumbledore Bashing ➸Swearing ➢ Highest Rankings ⃕ ♡-#1 someweasleybashing ♡-#1 hermionexharry ♡-#1 fredlives ♡-#3 wizengamot ♡-#3 harmione ♡-#8 teddylupin ♡-#8 harryxhermione ♡-#13 ginnybashing ☆ I do not own the harry potter characters. Only the plot and OCs. ➸ Second Book | Starts: 1999-2000 ~ 2 years Postwar | Don't Repost [ COMPLETE : 16k words ] →Start Date: June 27th, 2022 →Complete Date: August 25th, 2022