Rating:
PG
House:
Astronomy Tower
Ships:
Harry Potter/Hermione Granger
Characters:
Harry Potter Hermione Granger
Genres:
Romance
Era:
Multiple Eras
Spoilers:
Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire
Stats:
Published: 11/27/2002
Updated: 11/27/2002
Words: 2,238
Chapters: 1
Hits: 2,429

Love Always, Hermione

ashmaddie

Story Summary:
A seventh year Hermione Granger writes a letter to Harry Potter, her friend, the one she's loved in secret for years. Hermione opens up and goes in deep for her love of Harry, a very sweet and loving letter.

Posted:
11/27/2002
Hits:
2,429
Author's Note:
Thanks for taking the time to read this! Maybe if you have the time, you could review? =) I haven't written a fan fic before, this is my first, and it kind of just popped up out of nowhere. If you couldn't tell, I'm a bit of a Harry/Hermione fan ;)


Dear Harry,

I'm not sure if you will ever be reading this, but in my heart, I felt as if it was something I wanted to do. Whether or not Hermione Granger will have enough Gryffindor in her to complete the passage to you off still remains a mystery to me. Where shall I begin? I don't want to just take a plunge and jump right into it so fast.

Well, it's certainly been an exciting time we've had at Hogwarts, hasn't it? It's been an amazing seven years of knowing you, being your classmate, being your friend. I know for sure, my life wouldn't be so complete if we had both not shown up at school, if we had never met.

I can remember the first time that we ever met, the first time I laid eyes on you. Looking back on the childhood memory, I feel a rush of excitement, nostalgia, but also embarrassment. When I first met your eyes, I knew there was something special about you. And that wasn't just because you were Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived. It wasn't until I entered the car completely, sitting across from you, that I noticed who you happened to be.

It sounds so funny, being so young and all, but just looking into your eyes, I realised that you were the one. The one I'd grow to love, the one I would want to love and protect, to grow old with. Ha, you guys were always thinking that Hermione Granger was always so in control, but let me tell you, it was quite the opposite. I couldn't think, I just wanted to be around you.

I had never felt this way before, so naturally, I didn't know how to act. They don't explain these feelings in textbooks, Harry! So what did clever Hermione try to do? Share her mind with you, and oh Harry, I truly messed that one up. I started spewing out random information I'd read in books, and I don't think that was the right approach. I'd had hoped it would impress you, make you notice me, when in fact I had managed to do the opposite. Oh, how I know I should have been in Ravenclaw, but I'm not. Because of you.

How is that one possible? The sorting hat is always right, isn't it? Yes, but then, the sorting hat also listens to our desires, and shall we not want to go into a certain place, our wishes should be granted. I had heard you and Ron talking with one another, speaking of Gryffindor, how'd you like to end up there. I knew that the only way I'd have any chance of being around you, getting to know you, possibly forming some kind of relationship, I'd need be in Gryffindor. I'd given up my hopes for the house of the learners, for the home of the brave. Of course you'd end up in Gryffindor, Harry. I wouldn't have doubted it. Besides being who you were, I could tell from the strong reserve in your eyes. You were a fighter, ready for a battle, and never ready to lose.

I was sorted into Gryffindor, which made me very happy. Then you were sorted there, which made it all for the better. Imagine me willing my way out of my desire to only have you not there as well. But the first weeks, I wasn't happy with the choice I had made. I cried myself to sleep, wondering 'What choice have I made? How could you have done this over a boy, who doesn't like you, doesn't know you exist.' I had no friends. The girls in my dorm alienated me. They knew I didn't belong in Gryffindor.

On Hallowe'en of that year, I finally cracked. I had managed to keep my crying a pretty much private affair, but hearing Ron mocking me in front of you and the guys, and to here you laughing right along with him, it was too much for me to bear. The waterworks started, I let my guard down, and Hermione Granger poured out her emotions in public. I ran off, trying to hide it. The only place I could think that was safe, was the lavatory.

I sat for hours, hungry, depressed and alone in the girls bathroom. I sat and just reflected on the whole situation. Maybe it would have been better off if there was no first year student Hermione Granger at Hogwarts. No, don't get me wrong, Harry. I was not contemplating suicide. I was just wishing a wish that I knew wouldn't be taken back, I had never received a letter, never gone to Hogwarts. I would have never met you, and I wouldn't be going through all this pain.

Then I heard a noise outside the cubicle I was sitting in. I decided I should check who it was, maybe someone had realised I was here. I came out, Hermione Granger, with her head hanging to ground. But the shadow which I had seen was not yours, Dumbledore's, or anyone human for that matter. It was a mountain troll. I had no clue what I would do, I knew I'd be facing death right then.

But then, who should come running in the door, none other than Harry Potter himself, and Ron. I was happy beyond belief, I knew that I'd be safe now if I could manage to get by the troll. I knew everything was okay now, because you were there. But my mind couldn't help going off on that guilt trip. If anything happened to you in there, it would be because of me. I didn't want anything to happen to you, Harry, not a bruise, bump, or scratch. Luckily, things worked out for all of us.

When the teachers came barging into the bathroom, I knew I had to find some way to repay you. Hermione Granger slipped out of character, deciding to take the wrap all upon herself. Harry'd see this time, Hermione was different. Look at Hermione - she's more than you think. Not just a walking encyclopaedia.

And then something amazing happened. You and Ron warmed up to me, and for the first time since arriving at Hogwarts, I felt accepted by someone other than a professor. I had friends, friends I knew I'd have for life. My mind took back anything I ever thought about not going to Hogwarts. I had Harry has a friend now, my world was complete.

Our first year went by quickly, but not all too easy. The Philosopher's Stone, I still can't believe all that we had done, Harry. You were so brave. What I said to you before you walked through the flames doing the Potions task, I had meant. But there was more to that then eleven year old Harry Potter picked up on. I was in love, Harry. 'You're a great wizard Harry.' I can still remember. There were more important things than books, you were living proof of that.

It left me with sadness, seeing you have to go in and face "Snape" by yourself, but deep down I knew you'd be fine. I was so happy to see you again, when you came out of the hospital wing. You had made it, just as I had known. So brave, Harry Potter.

Second year came around. Dark time at Hogwarts. I was so happy to see you again in Diagon Alley, having not for what, two months? I'm sorry I obsessed over Lockhart, I'm sorry I swooned. It was just a girlish crush, not anything like the love I had for you. It's rather embarrassing when I look back at that.

We went through a lot together. Both learning what a Mudblood was, horrible term. Ron had defended me on my behalf, but I'm sure that if you'd have known, you would have done same. I know you would have Harry. Then with the Polyjuice Potion, mine gone wrong, transforming me to a cat. Ron laughed. Ron made fun of me. But you didn't. You didn't try to make the situation any worse for me.

One thing I had never told you, is whilst I was petrified, I could still tell what was going on around me. I knew those times you were there Harry. Holding my hand. There was no way I could let you know, but I was aware of your presence, and it made the whole horrifying experience somewhat easier. I knew you'd solve the mystery, once again shinning through and saving the day. It was one of the happiest days of my life, going back into the Great Hall at the end of the ordeal, and seeing you for the first time in what seemed like an eternity.

Third year was... intense. You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep the secret to you about the TimeTurner. I had to swear to it, but I didn't want to hide anything from you, Harry. And Sirius Black, what a thing for you to have to go through. But I'm happy I was able to experience it with you. The good and the bad. I would always be there for you, Harry, you knew that, didn't you?

Then we got to free Sirius. Riding on Buckbeak... I had never had the love of flying you had. It was a terrifying experience for me, but I knew I'd be fine with you there. You wouldn't let anything bad happen to me. You told me to hold on to you, and Harry, I did. That statement, it meant more to me than you'd think. It felt natural to me, and I knew I could stay there in your arms forever. I held on to the moment, not knowing how much longer it would last.

Fourth year was another difficult time. Harry Potter had managed to get involved with that bloody Tri-Wizard tournament. Sorry that Ron was acting like such a prat, he was always jealous of you. He'd tell me things, but I had to promise to say nothing. I didn't want to take sides in your arguments again, so I remained neutral, although in my heart I was siding with you.

Well, I'm not wanting to go into the painful memory of everything that year, the end, Cedric. But there was one other event I wish to bring out. Viktor Krum. It was so obvious then that Ron had feelings for me. But I just didn't have any for him, and I felt bad about that. Then there was the ordeal that I'd heard you had feelings for that Ravenclaw Seeker, Cho Chang. I didn't have much hope at all. Maybe I would have gone with Ron, but I wouldn't have felt good leading him on when there was nothing there. So I was asked to the Yule Ball by Viktor. He had noticed me on his own, taken the initiative, and asked me. I was so taken aback that I just immediately said yes.

After I made my decision, I realised there could be more to this. Viktor was one of the champions, as were you. We were all to be entering the hall at the same time in a ceremony. I knew then if I could do something to make myself different from the ordinary Hermione that everyone around Hogwarts knew, bushy haired, rabbit toothed, well... maybe you'd notice me more. Beyond the brains and books. The girl that I was, dying for even a sign of returned love. I think the shock factor worked, but more on Ron than you. Ah well, can't blame a girl for trying.

I took my biggest leap in the time - if you want to call it that - when I gave you a quick kiss on the cheek at the train station. I don't know where exactly it came from, but it was something I felt like I had to do. Not that I thought it would lead anywhere, and yes, Hermione, you were right.

Our fifth, sixth and seventh years were a struggle, and very dark, but we survived Harry. I know how you started to feel. No-one was good enough to have you, you felt like an omen of death, not wanting that pain inflicted on anyone else. But that wasn't true, Harry. How could you have thought that? I wanted to be there. I would be by your side. It wouldn't matter.

He's still out there, Harry, we all know that, but there's no reason we should hide and try to avoid living because of him. It's been a rough journey, but I'll have you know, I'll be with you always, til the end. I would have sworn it to you at 11, and I can swear it to you now. I want to be with you Harry. The 11 girl old girl still hasn't given up on her hope, her soul-mate. Wow... have I scared you? Please don't be. It's just... I've been dying to say this all along, but Harry, I love you. I love you more than you could ever imagine, and I hope you can see this. Please let me into your life that way, and I promise, I'll fight with you to the end. I want to be with you forever, Harry. I love you so much.

Love always,

Hermione