The Last Goodbye

The Last Goodbye

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Dime si el dolor despierta el alma

Dime si es capaz, de despertar el corazón

Ni todo el rencor ni la venganza

Nos va a poder calmar las ganas

De ver de nuevo aquellas caras

Dime si el dolor abre una puerta

Dime si es capaz de despertar el corazón

Busca a tu señor, a quien tú quieras

Quien iba a pensar

Que esa mañana era el último adiós

.- "El último adiós" (Gianmarco)

Tell me if pain wakes the soul

Tell me if it's capable of waking the heart

Not even spite, not even revenge

Will be able to calm the urge

To see those faces again

Tell me if pain opens a door

Tell me if it's capable of waking the heart

Seek your lord, whoever you need

Who would've thought?

That morning would be the last goodbye

.- Translation of the lyrics "El Último Adiós" by Gianmarco

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He was gone, he was gone and she had the feeling he wasn't coming back. Sitting on the windowsill, Hermione stared out the window in hopes he would just appear, floating in the middle of the dark night.

She held her knees against her chest and rested her chin on them; her long locks of brown hair covered her shoulders and part of her knees. Maybe if she stayed there long enough, and she wished it long enough, he would be back in one piece. Her face dropped and she started sobbing softly, feeling stupid for believing what he had said.

Her vision was blurred when she looked up, but she was sure of what she was seeing; it was Harry, floating in front of her. But he can't fly, can he? He floated closer to her, she couldn't feel his warm breath, nor smell his skin. She tried to touch him but her hand went through.

Harry was frowning in concern. 'Why are you crying?' he asked.

'Because you're gone.'

'Why are you so choked up?'

'From loneliness.'

'Why are you squeezing my memory so tight? And your mind seems to be wandering why am I not back. You know this is how it has to be, it's safer for you,' Harry said softly.

'I love you so much!'

'Why?'

'Don't be so hard-headed, stop doubting me! It doesn't matter what the future holds, I'm not afraid, I just want to love you,' Hermione cried desperately.

'Don't love me, because I have nothing to offer.'

He seemed mortified, but there it was; the same determination when he had told her he would always love her.

'You don't think it is right for us to be together?'

Hermione couldn't hold her tears back. This wasn't fair, at all.

'Don't love me, because I know it couldn't be!' Harry exclaimed in frustration.

'If you don't think I deserve your love, then don't love me. But I'm not changing my mind,' she said defiantly.

Harry sighed. 'Don't love me because I'm lost, because I have to change the world, because it's my destiny. You know this is impossible.' There was something between resignation and anger in his voice.

'Don't you love me to be dying in a war of regret. Don't love me to hold me back. I want to rise above, our love deserves to soar through the sky.'

'I don't know what to say. That's the truth. When people want to, they can really hurt you,' Harry said bitterly, he knew how bad she could be hurt. He'd rather die himself and stay away than lose her in this war.

'If you and I part now, it won't matter to anyone else. Don't leave me all alone in this big world,' Hermione pleaded.

Harry's voice broke at this last words and he stretched his hands as to touch her cheek. 'Don't leave me...don't leave me! Don't listen when I say "don't love me"' Harry cried with his bare soul in his tone.

'Don't leave me. Stop breaking my heart with that "Don't love me."'

She loved him more than anything, but didn't want to endure anymore pain; anymore worrying nights. She didn't care about the world right now, she just wanted to be with him.

'Don't love me, I'm begging you to leave me,' Harry said softly, coming back from that moment of weakness.

'You know very well I can't do that. It's useless, I'll always love you.'

'Don't love me; I'll only make you suffer. My heart has turned cold with this.'

Hermione looked away; she was starting to hate for the first time in her life. Hate Sirius for going through the veil, hate Ron for dying, hate Draco for turning back to the dark side and betraying them after everything. 'Don't you dare love me to run away from your sadness. I want you to love me because you love me,' Hermione said in a dangerous tone, but it was full of an imminent heart break.

'Don't love me. Maybe one day we'll soar with each other, and be together forever,' Harry said, defeated, but determined.

She couldn't believe how easily he could make her will falter; he was the only person able to do that, and was doing it right now, she smiled slightly. 'This love is like the sun that comes out after a terrible storm.'

Harry returned her smile. All the sadness and loneliness in the world was worth that little glimpse of her. That smile that could light the darkest of his days.

'Like two comets in the same galaxy,' they both said at the same time.

Harry looked away and bit his lip, realisation suddenly washing over him. 'Don't love me, Hermione. Don't.'

'Please don't say that.'

'Don't love me... but I'll always love you,' Harry said softly, putting all of that love he had left in those words and started to vanish.

Hermione reached out desperately to prevent him from disappearing; some part of her knew this was the last time she would be seeing his face; his beautiful face, those green eyes and that innocent but beaten up smile. It was useless.

'Harry!' she cried to the cold air and then looked away, tears running down her face freely. How could he do something like that? How could he just walk away from her after everything they'd been through? She didn't understand, and she never would.

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