Alone

Summary: "You used to be my best friend once. I trusted you more than anyone. But not anymore. So goodbye my dear Hermione. I'll see you in hell. Avada Kedavra!" Warning: Character Death, Dark Harry, slight HPTR.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"You used to be my best friend once. I trusted you more than anyone. But not anymore." He said looking down at her bloodied body. Her chest was rising and falling quickly; she couldn't breath properly from the pain and from the agony of whether or not she will see the sunrise ever again.

"Harry please! You can't be doing this. This isn't you" she said sobbing and looking at him.

"No Hermione! This isn't you! You are the one that is different; you are the one who betrayed me! You, and Ron and Dumbledore more than anyone. It is because of you that I've changed, it is because of you that we are enemies now" he shouted, starting to get angry.

"Why Harry? Why are you doing this?"

"Why?" he laughed, "Why do you think Hermione? Isn't it clear enough for everyone to see? I loved you all so much! You were the family that I never had! And you, you used me, all of you, that's why. I tried my best, all my life to help you. To end this war like you expected me. You all expected so much of me but did anyone really help me? No! I was alone always! You all put so much pressure on me, without thinking what I want or what I need. And when I failed to kill him you never gave me a second chance! None of you! I was out there alone fighting; ready to give my life for you and you never appreciated it or even thought about it!" he shouted at her.

"And you think that he cares about what you want or need Harry? He is the one that is using you! He is the one that would let you die without caring at all. How could you choose him over your friends?" she said.

"He is the only one that ever gave me a choice Hermione. Who asked me what I wanted. For which side I wanted to fight and if I wanted to be his heir. And not only his Heir, something much more. His partner, his equal. I love him Hermione. Like he loves me. And this is not going to change. Never" Harry answered her calmly.

"No Harry. You can't actually believe that he loves you! You can't really believe that he is capable of loving!" she shouted at him.

"How would you now my dear Hermione? Huh? You never loved me either. If you had then your fate might have been different. But you can't change anything now. So goodbye my dear Hermione. I'll see you in hell. Avada Kedavra!" was the last thing he said before green light filled the room and Hermione's lifeless, tortured body dropped down on the cold floor of the Dark Lord's frozen dungeon

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