Hero

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I'm so High
I can hear Heaven
I'm so High
I can hear Heaven
But Heaven, no Heaven
Don't hear me
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Examining my life now, I don't suppose it's turned out so bad. I wouldn't have believed it if you had told me that two years ago, though.

Ron once told me that Harry would have to be a "flaming idiot" not to notice that I was head over heels for him. Figures that he wasn't.

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And they say that a Hero can save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I hold on to the wings of the Eagles
watch as we all Fly Away
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He came back to school battered, bruised, bloody...and victorious.

He had done it.

He had defeated Lord Voldemort.

But there had been a horrible price to pay, and to his last breath, Ron never went a moment without wishing that he could have done something-anything-to stop Hermione from dying.

One night I heard a murmur coming from his room. I was curious to hear what he was saying, so I stepped in.

"Hermione, Hermione!" He kept moaning, "Please, please, Herm, don't die on me. You can't die old gal! Not after all we've been through!"

Seconds went by, his ragged breathing the only sound to break the stillness, and then suddenly he let out a piercing shriek. "NO!! HERMIONE!! Please, please.....don't leave me! Don't you see I need you?..."

He was crying in his sleep, his dream, his nightmare. My brother. My brother; the boy who had helped defeat Lord Voldemort...was weeping like a child. "I can't live without you Herm...I love you..."

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Someone told me
Love would all save us
But how can that be?
Look what Love gave us
A world full of killing
And blood spilling that won't ever change
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I confronted Harry two years ago. He came over to the Burrow, and I told him to his face that I loved him, and that I didn't want to journey through life without him.

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And they say that a Hero can save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I hold on to the wings of the Eagles
Watch as we all fly away
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He made a mistake...he told me that he loved me; he had loved me for years.

He loved me, and he had to live without me.

He said that he didn't want me to get hurt, he didn't want me to feel pain, he didn't want me to be killed...too late. A part of me died at that moment; I knew what this meant. It meant good-bye.

I reached up, and touched his face with my fingertips. I softly brought his mouth to mine. The most amazing feeling flew through my body; my head throbbed, my blood rushed, and my spirit had taken wings.

Harry obviously felt the same way, for he didn't stop me. I ended the kiss, and hugged him for an eternity of bliss. He didn't pull away, he just wrapped his arms around me and held me close.

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And now that the world isn't ending
It's Love that I'm sending to you
It's in the Love of a Hero
And that's why I fear it won't do
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Ron died a year ago. They say it was of a broken heart.

("They", by the way, aren't the medi-wizards, who insisted that it must have been some, mysterious, "undetectable curse")

I believe that he and Hermione are watching us...perhaps...

I used to think that it was the worse thing that had ever happened; I used to blame him...but now I understand. He had lost his heart when Hermione's had stopped beating. He had said that he couldn't live without her, and he had been right....

He was buried with his necklace on; the one that she had given him when they were in Sixth Year.

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And they say that a Hero can save us
I'm not gonna stand here and wait
I hold on to the wings of the Eagles
watch as we all Fly Away
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I haven't seen Harry since the funeral. I had chanced a glance up, and I saw him staring at me. He looked down, and Dissaparated.

Someday...I don't know how, or when, but someday I'm going to find him. Love is the strongest bond there is. It can pull between any distance. A thousand miles, or even death itself. I can feel it's pull. And I'm coming. I'm coming.

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And they're watching us
(watching us)
They're watching us
(watching us)
As we all fly away.
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