Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did Dumbledore would have never died.

Rain slowly dripped drizzled down as I waited for Ron to arrive. A glance down at my watch showed 11:50. He was supposed to arrive at 11 but that was Ron, always late. As I paced around I wondered if I had enough time to run to my little cabin. Seeing that the rain had finally stopped made my decision for me. I would go to my cabin, everyone knew they could usually find me there. I slipped on a jacket and raced outside straight into Dumbledore.

"Good evening Miss Granger."

"Evening Professor. Sorry about that, I didn't see you there. I was just on my way to my cabin for some last minute items. Have you seen Ron?"

He looked troubled and didn't say anything, Only when we reached the cabin did he speak.

"Yes, I've seen Ron. He was with Harry." He looked down and slowly sat on an old rock. When he looked up again his eyes were full of kindness and sorrow. "You better sit down Miss Granger."

I sat slowly, feeling the tension rise. "Where are they? Did something happen?"

"They died an hour ago by Snape. he turned on them suddenly without any warning. It was very quick. I'm sorry Miss Granger." He smiled sadly and walked back up to the castle.

"No," I thought in a panic. "We trusted-he said-but-NO!" I blindly ran down to the lake where I knew I would find them. Sure enough his body was an hour cold. "NO!" I screamed, not caring who heard me. This was exactly what I had always feared.

I'm so tired of being here,

suppressed by all my childish fears.

It seemed everyone I loved got hurt. As they took my Ron away I grew angry and stared unseeing across the lake and watched as old memories played.

If you have to leave,

I wish that you would just leave

I didn't want the memories without him. I wanted them both or neither of them. Everywhere I looked, there he was smiling and waving. It was as if he wasn't really quite gone.

because your presence still lingers here

and it won't leave me alone.

Months past and I tried to sort through all that had happened. To anyone who looked at me I was fine, back to being myself, top in all that I did. But once they stopped looking I withdrew away and more frequently found myself down by the lake, the pain just never stopped.

These wounds won't seem to heal,

this pain is just to real,

Finally I crumpled to the ground in defeat, I just couldn't go on. There was nothing left to fight.

There's just to much that time can not erase.

I felt warm arms pick me up and hold me. Feeling safety I clung to my rescuers arms, not caring who it was. I was surprised to realize that it was Malfoy who was telling me that it would be alright. He gently wiped away my tears with his thumbs and I realized my screams in the middle of the night weren't as silent as I thought they were. He had heard them and wanted to help but he was powerless to do anything.

When you'd cry I'd wipe away all of your tears,

when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears.

As he continued singing I realized he had always been there in the background, ready to help at a moment notice. A year later he was still here when I needed him the most.

I'd held your hand through all of these years,

and you still have,

all of me.

We sat there in silence as my tears slowed. Once they stopped completely he turned me to face him. When he seen that I was paying attention he looked into my eyes and slowly repeated the last line to me:

"You still have all of me."