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Author's Note: Hi all, i'm back with a new fanfiction and i'm so excited to see where this could go to. I decided to post the prologue first and maybe the chapters thereafter in 2 weeks time after i'm done with my exams. I'm still in the midst of writing this fanfiction and i know that i will not be done when Book Number 7 comes around. So my story is based on what happen after Book Number 6.
Basically what 'Save Me From This Crazy World' is about is a hope that someone will save you from aworld full of misunderstandings anf craziness. Story is vaguely based on the song "Save Me" by Corrine May. I LOVE that song! You guys should try hearing it. All my chapters will be based on songs. Main characters are of course Harry and Hermione coz i love them as a pair. Other characters include Draco, Ginny, Pansy and Ron and some surprises here and there. Well, i have nothing much to say. I hope that those of you reading this will have fun reading it!
Words in italics either represent thought or a reflection or remininsce of the past. The first chapter is very short because it is just an introduction.
Do leave reviews at the end. I hope that my grammar and tense have improved because i had a problem with those in " Battle on the Lovefield".
The clouds looked heavy; like it was about to rain. The atmosphere did no justice against the peaceful dark velvet sky. The stars were not shining as bright as it should be. It was as if the whole universe were mourning over the war. Everything looked bleak. No one wanted to think about the future in fear that all hopes would be shattered. The night was extra cool and the air smell like something was burning. Maybe it was the burning smell of wood, grass, soil…maybe it was the burnt smell of flesh.
I got up from my bed and rubbed my eyes. I looked over to my right and saw that Ron was fast asleep. I looked over to my left and saw that Harry wasn't there. I started to panic and got on my feet in search of my best friend. I opened the door and saw that he was standing along the narrow corridor which was overlooking an empty field. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and walked up to him.
Ron and I decided to follow Harry in the search of the remaining Hocruxes. It had been a very tiring and endless fight. Harry never gave up but I could see that he wanted both Ron and me to give up. He wanted to do this alone. He said that this was his destiny. It was written for him. Ron and I never let him out of our sight. We could never leave our best friend in the dark and let him fight this out alone.
"Why aren't you asleep?" I asked when I reached him. I reached for his hand which was cold. His head turned to me and his piercing emerald eyes bore into my honey brown ones.
"I should ask you the same question." He said. We both smiled. We talked for a while; about anything and everything. I glanced at Harry once in a while and saw that the innocence that was in him when we first met had gone. In front of me was a grown young man, full of determination to fulfil the destiny that was weighing heavily on his shoulder. Harry had to grow up fast. He had to be so mature to fight through this. For his parents, his uncle, his headmaster, his friends and his adopted family. I found it really ridiculous that at his age, he was forced to be a man.
"You should go back to bed Hermione. Tomorrow is going to be a long day." Harry said.
I knew it was going to be a long day. It was finally the day for Harry to face Voldemort. It was heart-wrenching for me to think that Harry was finally meeting his destiny. It was the day the whole Wizarding world had been waiting for: The-Boy-Who-Lived will save us.
"You should too. Come on in." I said.
"I think I just need to stay out a little longer. I'll go in later. You go ahead." Harry said, urging me to go back to bed. I nodded my head and turned to start walking away.
"Hermione." I heard Harry said.
"Yes?"
"I want you to know that I am really thankful to have met Ron and you. Life had been better ever since I met both of you."
Tears started to fill my eyes and I couldn't hide it away from Harry. I let it flow and wiped it away impatiently. Harry walked up to me and planted a gentle kiss on my forehead. We hugged and I tried my best to control the tears from falling down my cheeks again.
"Goodnight Hermione." He whispered and turned away, leaving me standing there, wondering what that was all about. I looked at Harry's back and sobbed. I quickly turned back into the room and lay down on my bed. I cried myself to sleep, wishing that tomorrow would never have to come.
The next morning, Ron woke me up hastily. I opened my eyes and saw that Ron had fear in his eyes.
"It has started Hermione."
I heard the distant cries of people. They were shouting and screaming for help. I took my robe and kept my wand in my pocket. We both walked outside and I was shock at what I saw. The empty field had become a makeshift battlefield. Curses were flying everywhere and dead bodies were lying all over the place.
"Where's Harry?" I asked.
"He was gone when I woke up."
I started to panic and Ron pulled my arm, telling me that we should probably start running. We ran into the open field and were immediately taunted with curses. Our enemies did not care about our age and our capability. They came to kill. Ron and I defended ourselves as much as we could. Our deflection and speed had improved over the time we had fought Death Eaters in pursuit of the Hocruxes with Harry.
I did not care who was in my way. My heart was full of vengeance as I remembered the night that my parents were tormented and then killed by two unknown Death Eaters. I hoped that my mother and father were watching me and cheering me on to fight for their death. They had become a part of something that they shouldn't be.
I turned around and realise that Ron wasn't there. He was about twenty feet away from me duelling with a spiky haired guy who was about our age. I turned my focus back to my battle. In the distance, I heard Remus Lupin calling my name, telling me to be careful. I couldn't care less. If I die, I knew that I died for the right thing. I was fighting for the good.
"Hermione! No!" I turned around and a curse hit my chest hard. I was thrown back and my head started to hurt. I feel a trickling sensation on my forehead and knew that I was probably bleeding. Everything started to blur and I closed my eyes. The noise around me started to evaporate.
I woke up to the sound of murmuring and hushes. I tried to move but realise that I couldn't.
"Ow." I muttered and I felt someone's hands on my arm.
"Hermione, lie down." I turned to the voice and saw Mrs Weasley. She looked tired. Her hair was in quite a mess and her eyes and nose were red. Her cheeks were puffy.
"She's awake." Tonks said to Lupin. I finally managed to open my eyes wide and saw Mr Weasley, Fred, George, Bill and Charlie. Lupin and Tonks were sitting on my left. I started to cry and I didn't know why. I was in pain physically and emotionally. Then I realised that something was amiss.
"Ron! Where's Ron? Harry? Where are they? Are they alright?" I started asking frantically.
Mrs Weasley started to sob and Mr Weasley tried to soothe me.
"What's happening?" I turned to Lupin and Tonks, my adopted uncle and aunt. Somehow I already knew what they were going to tell me but I wanted to hear it from their own mouth anyway. I braced myself and waited.
"They're missing Hermione. We couldn't find their body. We look everywhere but to no avail. We look through the open field, the forest and the abandoned houses. They…they're not there." Lupin said.
I looked at Tonks for confirmation. Tonks had her face down and I saw tears falling down from her eyes. I felt numb.
"Ginny?" I asked eventhough I was afraid to.
"I'm sorry Hermione. She's missing too." Lupin said. My heart welled with so much hurt I thought I could probably die due to that.
I looked at Fred, George, Bill and Charlie. Their faces matched mine. They were in a daze. Their eyes were mirrors of sadness and pain. They lost their only sister and their youngest brother. But I lost two of my best friends I love. But I was most affected by the fact that I lost Harry. Harry…my best friend, my backbone. Harry…the boy, I came to realise whom I love as more than a friend on that last night before it all ended.
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