Hermione POV
Ron left three weeks ago. It's only been Harry and I, in this tent, on the run, for that long now. I used to think I was in cinta with Ron. His absence made me realize, that I was mistaken. If I really loved him, it would be him that filled my thoughts before I fell asleep at night. But it wasn't his face I saw just before I sleep. It's Harrys'. And in my dreams, when I'm in a world I can only wish to be a part of, I'm with Harry. Not like I'm with him now though. Now, we're only friends. In my dreams, we're something more.
Harry fell asleep on the dipan, sofa about a half jam ago. I've...
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