Establishing Boundaries

People have asked me quite a few questions about my fic, so here's the answer to one of them!

Is this going to be similar to Lori's PoU?

My name is Danielle. I'm an individual person with my own ideas. I don't need to steal hers. There are infinite differences... for one... Ron's alive, and will stay that way. (Hmm... Now I have realized that this very statement has backfired on me... LoL, but I wrote this before the final Chapter of STNE came out!) Harry and Herm don't live together. And many other things. It will have that sort of "love between best friends that comes to a climax because of a tragedy"... Maybe, but it will be infinitely different!!! So no... It won't be much like her story. There will be similarities, as there always are the in the world of fanfiction, but we are different people and out beliefs and experiences bring different things to our writing. You'll find I'm definitely a mood writer, and how I'm feeling directly affects the feel of my writing. Like Herm! Hee Hee Hee. So here you go! Enjoy!

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Establishing Boundaries

    "God, Hermione! Stop worrying! You're not going to fail the NEWTS! You're Head Girl for fuck's sake!"

    "Shut up Ron... You should worry too... You know how your mother was when the twins didn't get as many NEWTS as she expected..."

    "They're over with, Herm..." Harry said, "There's nothing you can do about it now, so relax. Besides, you're probably going to break some sort of record for the most number, with the highest marks..."

    She kicked out at him. "You make it sound like I'm some kind of geek."

    And before Harry could answer, Ron piped up, "You are!"

    Hermione lunged at him, and they ended up on the floor, wrestling. Harry knew how it would end up. It always ended that way. Despite his superior size, Hermione always managed to wrestle her way to top, sitting on Ron's stomach, pinning down his arms. He shook his head, as that was exactly what happened, Ron sighing because he had been beat AGAIN, and Hermione grinning down at him with a self-satisfied smile.

    Now, if this had been a year prior, Harry remembered with a smile, it would have even gone farther. They would have just grinned insanely at each other until Hermione wasn't really paying attention to the fact that she was supposed to be holding him down. Ron would free his arms and pull her down before she could protest, but even if she could, she wouldn't have... Because at this point, he'd plant a full, long, kiss on her lips.

    But that was last year, and it was over. He looked back fondly at his memories at Hogwarts, and a thought that had been plaguing his all day had crept back into his mind.

Soon, there would be no more memories here.

Their second last day at Hogwarts was quickly dwindling away.

Tomorrow they would graduate.

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    "So... Are you glad it's over?" Hermione asked him, her arms tight around his neck as they swayed in time to the music.

    "You'd think so... But Really, I'm going to miss this place. I've always considered it my home, more so than the Dursleys..."

    "Look at it this way, you never have to go back there again."

    He smiled, and his eyes sparkled.

    "Looks like Ron's making the most out of our last night here..." Hermione laughed, looking over Harry's shoulder, where, on the other side of the dance floor, he could be seen, lips locked with Susan Bones.

    Harry shrugged. "They've been chasing each other for quite a while... They're allowed."

    Hermione took her arms from his neck and gestured for him to follow her outside. They walked slowly out of the great hall, and heading towards the lake, stopping inches from the water's edge.

    "Harry..." Hermione began, after they had stood there for several minutes.

    "Hmm?"

    "Well... Do you have any regrets?"

    "That's a silly question. Doesn't everyone?"

    "Yeah... I guess..."

    They stood in silence for a while longer, and then Hermione spoke again.

    "Harry, how do you choose? I mean... Everything- Voldemort... How do you know when to take big risks... And when to toe the line..."

    Harry didn't answer for what seemed like an eternity, and Hermione assumed he had chosen to ignore the question.

    Just like he had before.

    "I never have a choice... But if I do- I- I do what scares me the least..." He said softly, and then hurried back towards the castle.

    Hermione watched him go, as a single tear ran down her cheek.

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Short, I know, but necessary. Feedback would be nice. A little bit of fore shadowing! Hee Hee Hee

~Danie

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