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A song about Jane.....She will be Loved' by Prefect Gryffindor
Chapter 1 : 'A song about Jane.....She will be Loved'
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A/N: The song ‘She Will Be Loved’ belongs to Maroon 5, JKR owns the characters. I own the plot.

:::Beauty queen of only eighteen
She had some trouble with herself:::

Her long brown hair bounced as she ran the length of the small and modest home. She started the engine of her car and pulled from the drive. He sat on the corner she didn’t see him. His raven hair shined in the bright sun. His jade eyes flecked with pain.

:::He was always there to help her
She always belonged to someone else:::

When they graduated from Hogwarts, Hermione Granger; ran from the wizarding world. She was mourning the death of the Weasley family at the hand of death eaters. She returned to a muggle life. Harry Potter tried to help her, her tried to profess his love for her, but she loved another Ronald Weasley; he was gone in an instant. She never stopped the mourning. She ran and hid. Harry discovered she was going by her middle name now, Jane.

:::I drove for miles and miles
And wound up at your door:::

When Harry left Surrey in the middle of the night he drove to the London. He found her house, he insisted on her seeing reason. He loved her too, it wasn’t just about Ron, or his unprofessed love. It was about his friend, her wanted her back. ‘She will have my love, whether she wants it or not!’ Harry decided that Hermione Jane had been mourning long enough, it was time for her to come back. The day passed and soon she came home.

:::I’ve had you so many times, but somehow
I want more:::

“Hermione!” Harry ran towards her, she was looking frozen to the spot.
“Harry? Why are you here?”
“I need to talk to you!”
“No, Harry. I don’t know you anymore and you don’t know me!”
“It has only been a year, Mione! Ron wouldn’t want this!”

The tears silently made there way down her cheeks. She drew herself up to her full height. She was now on guard and Harry was afraid she would shut him out right now.

“Ron wouldn’t want this! Ron wouldn’t have wanted to die! He wouldn’t have wanted his friend off shagging while he needed them most! Harry James Potter! How dare you tell me what Ron would have wanted!”

She turned on him and made her way to the house. Harry knew his chance was being tossed aside. He drew up his courage and decided it was now or never.

“Mione, wait please!? I need you, I need to talk to you! Please?”

She stood aside and let him entry into the house.

:::I don’t mind spending everyday
out on your corner in the pouring rain:::

“I waited for you Hermione, I drove here and spent all day on the corner. I would wait forever till you talked to me.”

She kept her back to him, she became hypnotized by the huge drops of rain that fell on the ground, they came fast and furious. She thought to herself, that this wasn’t a good sign.

“Well….you are here. Talk.”
“Look at me please?”
“What does it matter, Harry?”
“I love you! I never stopped loving you! I could never take a place in your heart…….It always belonged to Ron, I know that. But what we shared was beautiful, Mione. I couldn’t have your whole heart, but that night I had a part of it. And that night something horrible happened! We have to discuss this it isn’t our fault the Weasley’s died. I miss you, my friend.”
“My name is Jane, Hermione died that night.”

:::Look for the girl with a broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved:::

“I don’t care if you are calling your self Duchess Stuffy Pants!”

Hermione couldn’t hide her smile, no matter how low and alone she was feeling right now. Harry could still make her smile. Deep down she missed him, but she knew she couldn’t go back.

“See, there is a smile you are beautiful when you smile.”
“Get in with it, Harry.”
“I thought I had been…….I miss you. Come back. Be my friend again.”
“It is too late to come back!”
“I will come here everyday, No! I will never leave! I will wait for you too come back. I don’t care if it is an eternity. It has been a year it has been long enough!”

She busied herself making tea, in her head she was screaming out ‘I love you too! Of course I want to come back to the wizarding world!’ The same time these thoughts yelled at her, Ron’s face floated in front of her eyes and the guilt dragged her back down. She let him down, and she allowed him to die. She was so confused, she loved Ron and Harry. She didn’t have enough courage to tell either one, but with Harry, she made love. That was the night Ron died. The guilt consumed her. And here she was; Harry was telling her he loved her and needed her and she could only think of Ron.

:::Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful:::

Harry reached out to touch her, she turned and ran from the room. Harry caught up with her as he was locking the door to her bedroom. Harry heard her mutter the locking spell. He cursed and, putting his back to the door slid own until he was sitting leaning up against the door. He rested his arms on his knees and was ready to sit, sit for as long as it took. Hermione Jane, did the same on her side of the door. Harry had no idea she was there until he heard her sobbing.

“Jane, Mione. Please don’t cry. Come on Love open the door. Please let me in. not just into the room but your heart. Make room for me.”

He was met with silence. He heard her rest her head on the door. She took in each breath with difficulty.

“Harry…..I just cant…….Ron’s memory. It would be horrible, the guilt is killing me….”
“What justice are we doing by you shutting me out and not being my friend! Do you honestly think Ron would want this!”
“I don’t know, I cant see anything but the guilt!”
“I want you to help you beautiful, I want to help you see the world without the guilt.”

:::I know I tend to feel insecure
It doesn’t matter anywhere:::

Harry heard the lock on the door open. He sat up quickly as the door began to open. She stood there her eyes red and her face tear streaked. Harry rushed forward to held her, they held unto each other. She didn’t resist at all.

“Harry, it is just that; how would people have reacted if we were to get together right after, Ron……”
“it doesn’t matter what people thought Hermione! I Love you ! I loved Ron he was my best friend! I lost both of you that night! It doesn’t matter anymore…… cant live in the past anymore.”

:::Its not always rainbows and butterflies
Its compromise that moves us along
My heart is always open
You can come anytime you want:::

“I cant go back. I don’t know…”
“Move forward with me, you don’t have to go back. Just move forward…..start now.”
“Harry -------”
“That night tell me how you saw that night?!”
“We had shared our feelings for each other…….we made love……”
“Then I told you I loved you.”
“I didn’t answer you.” She had now took to biting her lip.
“I meant it then, I mean it now. I love you Hermione Jane. I want to spend my life with you.”

Harry watched the tears stream down her face again. Neither of them spoke for a while, they only stood there holding each other lost in thought as the rain beat in an unison outside.

“Mione, I know this is a lot for you to process so soon. I will leave you with your thoughts. I just hope that you will let me back in your life when you have things figured out.”

He apparated away, while they still held onto each other.

:::I don’t mind spending everyday
Out on your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved:::

He apparated back at the corner, he stood on all day.
‘Come on, Mione! Come out’ he willed her with his mind. The rain poured down and the wind changed direction attacking him from every direction. Rain poured down his face from the rain as well as his shoes being full of rain water. Harry didn’t take notice to nature doing her best to deter him, he was determined to stay here forever of she had too.

:::I know where you hide
Alone in your car
Know all the things that make you who you are
I know that goodbye means nothing at all
Comes back and begs me very time she falls:::

Harry perked up, he feels like he had been standing there for hours absorbing the rain, he was completely drenched. Blending into the night that had fallen like a cloak around him.

He perked up when he saw Hermione, run form the house. She never looked towards Harry. She got into her car, and sat. He thought she would be leaving but she merely sat. A flicker of light flashed in the car, he recognized it as a lumos spell. Hermione was looking at a large book. Harry waited a little longer not sure what to do, anymore.

Hermione sat in her car, she had a photo album, she looked at the pictures of Ron and Her and Harry, asking them all for advice. She held a small piece of crumpled paper in her hand, it had Harry’s address. ‘Tell me….tell me what do I do…” The photo’s didn’t reply she watched them as a photo of the three of them taken days before his death. The picture Harry was holding the Hermione positioned in between him and Ron, Harry was pulling her close his arm around her waist. The picture Ron turned and looked smile broadly as he watched the harry pull her close.

Hermione took this as a sign that Ron was Ok, with her and Harry. It was her that was holding them up.

::Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I don’t mind spending
On your corner in the pouring rain
Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
And she will be loved:::

Harry looked into the car as he walked closer, he saw her laughing and crying but smiling. He knocked on the window.


Hermione looked at him soaking wet, she suppressed a laugh. Looking at his hair plastered to his head. Had he been standing in the rain all this time.

“Harry? What are you doing?”
“Waiting for you to open the door beautiful!”

Hermione flung open the door, she grabbed Harry around the neck. He held her tightly. He opened his eyes and look in on the front seat, he saw the photo album it was opened to a page of the three of them Ron was looking at the picture Hermione and Harry kissing, he was smiling and turned to look up at the real Harry and gave a thumbs up.

Harry smiled, and tears fell from his eyes, mixed with the rain. He brought his mouth to Hermione’s and kissed her. She returned the kiss. The rain continued to pour down. The held onto each other.

“I Love you Harry James Potter!”
“I love you Hermione Jane Granger.------------Hey Mione did you know that if we got married we would have the same initials?”
“Must be destiny…….”

Hermione screamed with laughter as Harry picked her up and started jumping in the puddles of rain.

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