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Famous Last Words by Lions_Rule8065
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A/N: This is another One-Shot… All of my One-Shots are based around the Hermione/Harry ship, just so everyone knows. This is in dedication to someone who died today (12th February 2007); who I hardly knew, but was known quite well by many. He’ll be missed greatly, so this tribute is for him… Rest in Peace Andrew Austin… My Stranger!

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--- {Famous Last Words} ---

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Now I know
That I can’t make you stay


“Please don’t go, please! You can’t just leave me!” I gripped the collar of his bloody shirt and I rattled his shoulders. I could hear his bones against his flesh, and I was scared. He felt broken, but his eyes glistened with life… still.

“I have to go! I’m sorry, Hermione! I have to do this, otherwise the world will be in turmoil for evermore! I will come back, I promise you that!” And he gripped my hands and pulled them off his shirt. He let them fall to my sides.

But where's your heart
But where's your heart
But where's your…


My lip trembled and I sniffed my nose. I didn’t want him to go and fight; I wanted him to stay with me on the sidelines. But I knew he had to go… I was just worried that he wouldn’t keep his promise; that he wouldn’t return to me.

I wanted to tell him that I didn’t want to let him go… I wanted him to stay with me, forever. But I knew that was selfish, and he would only refuse. I just wanted to tell him how I felt about him leaving me; I wanted to hold him forever, like so many others do.

I know
There's nothing I can say


I had to say something else to him, but my tongue held still and my mouth remained closed. My mind wouldn’t let me speak my feelings. Instead it spoke this: “I’ll miss you, when you’re out there. Keep your promise for me and for yourself… and I’ll keep mine…”

To change that part
To change that part
To change...


“What’s your promise?” He asked of me while he withdrew his wand from his jeans pocket, lifting the flapping entrance to the tent we were standing in. He looked outside as a jet of green light flew past the tent. He was going out there to danger, and I couldn’t stop him.

So many
Bright lights that cast a shadow
But can I speak?


“You’ll find out soon enough if you come back… alive.” I then walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. He gulped, making his being shake nervously. He then turned to face me, eyes leaking.

“If anything happens out there… to me, or to you, I just want you to know something…” He wiped away his fallen sadness and wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned into my ear and whispered: “I love you…” and then he moved his lips across my cheek and pressed them lightly on to my lips.

I kissed him back and wrapped my arms around his neck. I stood on tiptoe to reach his hair which my fingers ran through easily because of the spitting rain landing on it. He kissed me deeply and I to him. Repeated motions came from him and all I felt were his hands on my back; moving up and down and the sullen wetness from his tears, draining into mine as they rolled down our cheeks.

Well is it hard understanding
While men complete


He pulled away from me suddenly, but rather reluctantly. “I’ve got to go now… they need me out there. He’s getting stronger and I need to kill him. I will return to you, I promise you that… wait for me?” And with one last kiss, he departed through the tent door.

A life's that so demanding
I get so weak


I watched him go through the rain; wand in hand, blasting Death Eaters out of the way, screaming jinxes and curses everywhere. A tear and raindrop mixed in together. And then I closed the tent shut. I waited for hours and hours, until the rain stopped…

And all their souls are burning
I can't speak


I didn’t care that he had told me to wait for him, I wanted to go and find him and tell him how much he meant to me. Therefore, when the rain had finally subsided, I stalked out of the tent and went looking for him, with my head held high.

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiving
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


I withdrew my own wand and shot stunning spells at approaching attackers. A determined scowl plastered my forehead and I carried on searching; I carried on looking, for him. I wanted to see if he was all right. But my heart felt the worst…

“Are you OK, Hermione?” I turned to see who had asked me of my feelings. It was Remus Lupin and he was quite battered and bruised. His left cheek had a long gash down it, and his right eye was purple.

Can you see
My eyes are shining bright


“I’m just looking for Harry. Have you seen him at all during today?” I asked as I clenched my fingers and cracked my knuckles. Lupin flinched dramatically, but then pointed to a far plain. I thanked him and then I began to walk over to it.

Cause I'm out here
On the other side
Of the jet black
Broken mirror
And I'm so weak


Blasts of different coloured lights illuminated the area and I was stunned into silence. Neither he nor his enemy noticed I was watching them fight on the sidelines. And I don’t think they noticed that the other battles that had been going on around them had stopped as well.

Is it hard understanding
While men complete
And all their souls are demanding
I get weak


My heart swelled with pride as I watched Harry battle Voldemort. I wanted to scream my praise for him, but my heart kept silent. Harry was so brave battling this demon of his, after all, this enemy had killed his parents, had ordered the killing of Sirius and Dumbledore and many others who had been close to him. He seriously did want to do some damage today.

“Crucio!” Voldemort shouted. His wand sent out a jet of fizzing red light and it hit Harry squarely in the chest. His eyes had widened with shock when it spun his way and he gasped with pain as he writhed on the floor, clutching his heart, screaming inaudibly.

Harry’s silence petrified me. He couldn’t speak. I wanted to protect him with my soothing voice, but I couldn’t; my life would be in jeopardy. Voldemort paced slowly over to him and bent low over him.

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay I'll be forgiving
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


But instead of whispering deathly to him, he spoke out loudly with a few high laughs. “The Boy Who Lived… Never to Live anymore. How unfortunate… I seriously thought it would be you who would be killing me… looks like the tables have turned, Harry Potter. Are you feeling dizzy, disorientated, confused? I hope you are… it’ll make your murder easier… Avada-”

“Expelliarmus!” Harry bellowed, and his spell was that powerful that it knocked Voldemort off his feet. He landed with a loud crack on his back, wand still held tightly in his grasp.

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay I'll be forgiving
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


“Unfortunately for you, Tom… I don’t feel any of those things. Only the bittersweet feeling of revenge and the love that beats in my heart… unlike it doesn't in yours…” Harry then lifted himself off the ground and wandered over to Voldemort, who was still lying motionless on the ground.

Harry pointed his wand threateningly over his chest. His hand was wobbling and I could feel my own hand shaking. Just to hold him and comfort him was all I wanted to do. “Harry…” I whispered. This sound was inaudible to his ears.

Harry shook his head. “My, how the tables have turned. I don’t know why Dumbledore had so much respect for you, or your pathetic Death Eaters… you’re nothing but a pile of waste! Waste to be disposed of… Avada-”

These bright lights are
Glowing bright at me


“Avada Kedavra!” Both of them shouted. A flash of blinding green light swam into every on-lookers eyes. Everyone had to shield themselves because it was that penetrating. The spells’ power was really strong and everyone was surprised, that when it subsided, we were all still standing.

These bright lights are
Glowing bright at me
I said


As the dust flew about all of our feet, the winds revealed a devastating sight. Before me lay the dead enemy. I could hear everyone cheering for this day had been so overly-waited for. We had wanted Voldemort dead for years and now it had finally happened. And it was all because of…

“HARRY!” I screamed highly. My eyes widened in horror as a few feet away from Voldemort lay Harry. I walked over to him and I fell to my knees, sobbing. He had broken his promise to me, and I to him…

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead


His eyes were strangely closed, but Lupin later explained to me that the prophecy that he and Voldemort had shared had finally come to an end. Voldemort’s eyes were also closed, but he didn’t look remotely peaceful. I was glad that he was finally dead.

“Harry…” I whispered in his ear as my shaking hands were laid upon his still chest. His heart had stopped beating… all his love had vanished. “Harry…” I cried in pain. “Please, wake up!” I begged and I pleaded for these words to take effect, but Harry lay motionless. “HARRY!” I screamed again, shaking his body, but he didn’t breathe an existence so I let my head fall on to him, and the tears fell on to him.

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead


The people around me all lowered their wands; even the Death Eaters. I knew from their actions that they hadn’t wanted this War to happen… they hadn’t wanted deaths to occur. And now they were all going to have to pay the price.

Harry was dead and I couldn’t believe it. Many people couldn’t, especially those close to him. I saw Ron and Ginny hug each other and cry into each other’s comfort; that made my pain worse… I had never seen Ron cry before, and it hurt me, very deeply.

The Professors were deeply distressed. Each and everyone of them had tried to protect Harry from the hardship of this prophecy and now it had proven to be a failure to them all. All of them who were present on the battlefield were stricken with tears, but there was one who stood out the most.

Remus Lupin came out from the congregated group of elders and crouched down to my side. He placed a hand on my shoulder and I turned to face him. His eyes were bloodshot and his whole being was shaking uncontrollably.

I sniffed and then I wrapped my arms around his neck and he embraced me tightly. I gripped his cloak and cried into his neck as he did the same to me. He ran his hands through my hair and squeezed me tightly for comfort. He had lost the last of his closest friends did… Harry reminded him so much of his father, James… to Remus, he had just lost his best friend all over again.

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead


“I’m so sorry, Remus. If I could do something about this, I would. You don’t deserve to be crying… not like this!” I whispered to him, but my voice was somewhat raised.

“No, you shouldn’t be sorry. I feel so bad on him because of what he has had to do, and now his whole life is a waste. And now, you’re alone, for I heard what he said to you earlier in that tent…”

“You did?” And I pulled away from him and I looked down at Harry again. I took a hold of his cold hand and kissed it gently. “I’ll miss him so much, you know?” I said back to Remus.

“I know you will, love. All of us will. He was a real prophet in himself; a real hero; a saviour… a loyal, trustworthy and good friend.” Remus then got up and I saw him walk through the crowd. I was waiting for a pop to signify his departure from the scene, and when it did come, I burst out crying all over again.

Harry didn’t deserve to die today, and I knew that from within my heart. I wanted to tell him truthfully that I loved him. But I knew it was too late for that. He was gone… forever.

“C’mon, Hermione… we have to go.” Ron reached out with his hand and pulled me up from the ground. He hugged me tightly and took a hold of my hand, squeezing it tightly.

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead


I turned back around and I saw Professor McGonagall touch Harry’s arm and then she Disapparated from sight. I whimpered sorrowfully and then I too disappeared off the field, with a friend still by my side… but not the one I wanted to hold my hand with…

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I could only dream of what happened at the funeral of Harry Potter. I couldn’t attend, but I had written an elegy to be written upon his gravestone. I thought it meant nothing really, but according to Lupin who received it, he said that it had been beautifully written.

I watched the ceremony from my dormitory window up in my common room in Gryffindor Tower inside Hogwarts castle… Harry’s true home. I dabbed at my mascara tears as I watched a coffin being lowered into the ground. It had been in Harry’s rightful honour that he be buried at Hogwarts, right next Dumbledore himself. A father figure to himself.

When the ceremony had been done, Remus looked up to my window and smiled up at me half-heartedly. I gave him one of those same feelings to him through a wave. And then I backed away from the window and collapsed on to my bed.

I sighed with a heavy heart. Even thought the War was over I had lost a love so great that a life had now become finished. I had lost one of my best friends and it hurt me deeply. I crunched up my whole body and I let the tears fall again. And then my eyes closed with a loud sob and I fell asleep…

My mind swam into mixed memories of when I was with Harry. To the day when I first laid eyes on him, to when I could feel his presence through his touch when I was lying in Hospital when I had been Petrified.

I remember when I travelled back in time with him during out third year. I recollected all the times when I helped him with homework and the DA meetings… I recalled the troubling days of the Triwizard Tournament and when we battled the Death Eaters down in the Department of Mysteries.

I can remember his features so clearly: His long, jet-black hair cascading down the nape of his neck, his glasses obscuring his electric-green eyes and the lightning bolt scar on his forehead; the burden of his life.

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


The Yule Ball where I saw him look up at me when I descended the stairs. His eyes looking at me, and I at him for a brief period of time. Were his feelings strong for me then as they were for me now… yes, they had been, and now they’re no more.

I wanted to die in these dreams; just get lost in them. I wanted my eyes to stay permanently closed. But no matter how hard I tried to keep them shut, I awoke anyway; my heart beating madly in my chest for Harry, my eyes weeping sadly for him.

And then a painful memory hit my heart and soul. Inside the tent when he promised me that he would come back for me. He asked if I would wait for him and I did for as long as I could. He broke that promise and now I couldn’t be with him. He has to be the one to wait for me now…

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


I rose from my bed and wandered back over to my window and looked over the grounds as dusk approached. I saw his grave and whispered lightly: “I love you, Harry… that was my promise to tell you, and now you’ll never know…”

I touched my face… it was cold. The tears had dried quickly upon my cheeks. I touched my lips and remembered Harry touching me with his. Oh, the scars won’t be able to heal soon. I’d miss him dearly and dreadfully. And so would many others.

I decided to walk along the corridors of the castle and then I stepped out into the cold grounds. I walked for awhile until I came across his grave. I knelt beside it and touched it and read over the elegy which had been written.

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone


Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home


Tears stained the black marble and the white writing. And the tears had come from me, just as the deep, condoling words had come from the deepest part of my heart:

“A love lost, is a love that’ll never be returned. A great hero died today and he’ll be sorrowfully be missed by all… but in his life, he remained strong; faithful and loyal to his friends. A kind hearted boy, who; unfortunately, died on the last day of a War so terrible that all we can do now is grieve. Rest in Peace… My Saviour… My Love… My Friend…”


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Song by My Chemical Romance Famous Last Words. One of my favourite songs by them, but has now been unfortunately used in this tragic story.

A/N: I would also like to offer my deepest condolences to his family, even though they don’t know me. I’d like to offer my deepest sympathy to all who knew him, especially his friends. I would just like to say I’m sorry for this loss… Rest in Peace!


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