’ y’mean, i turn into a grumpy git. ‘
( the laugh is false and dies just as quick
as it came.
his throat opens, a lump stuck firmly, and
automatically his arms come up around her.
his fingertips at the nape of her neck touch
cool metal and it reminds him of how much
he hates the damn thing. she’ll wear it until
it wears her out. she’ll protect him, as always.
she doesn’t deserve this, he thinks, doesn’t
deserve to be running around the countryside
for her life, with a spiteful idiot like him.
you’re gong to get her killed. and when she’s dead,
who else is left to care about the boy who lived?
the voice is sharp and unmistakable. but the
arms around him anchor his body to the ground,
to this place, to her. fingers curl in the fabric of
her coat. )
( he can’t help tucking closer. )
( It's the only agreement that she dares offer.
he locket is cruel, it's dark and evil, and she
knows from the books she stole -- borrowed,
she did mean to eventually return them --
that it's the soul they both knew was inside of
it that was causing their dark emotions. If only
she knew how to destroy it, if only it was more
obvious... But, no, of course not. Nothing could
be easy for the two of them, could it? Not now,
not any more. They would have to fight, always,
and she was prepared for that. For what she
knew she and Harry needed to do. Together.
Hermione's hands tangle in the back of Harry's
shirt and she squeezes her eyes closed, letting
herself have a moment of weakness. She knows
that any day now they might end up dead and the
world wouldn't know about it for months, perhaps
even years, and all they'd have was each other. It
scares her, terribly, and she has to force herself
to be strong for him. She can't let him know how
terrified she is that she'll wake up one day only to
find out that he was gone, that she had lost him or
failed him somehow. She couldn't even handle the
thought of it without wanting to break into tears ---
and she had cried far too much lately. )
( She squeezes him a little tighter, her arms holding
him close even as she tries to find the right words for
all the warring feelings inside of her. Eventually she
simply shakes her head, hiding her face against her
best friend's body. )
"We're going to be alright. Don't you worry, okay?"
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