Indelible

"I love you, Hermione and I will always love you no matter what, but i have to go now. Don't ever forget how much I love you,my love." He said in his deep voice that always bought comfort to me but not today.I couldn't see his face as his back was facing me,but i knew it was him, the same person who saved my life. His voice was hoarse and raspy as if,he had been crying, just like me.

"I love you too, I have always loved you and always will. Please don't leave me. You can't do this to me. You promised that you will never leave me. You fucking promised ".I screamed at him .As more tears streamed down my face. I tried my best to control the sobs that were threatening to spill from my mouth.

"Please don't cry for me angel, your tears are far more worth ,than crying for a coward like me. You will find someone better for yourself, someone who will treat you better than I ever did. Someone who will be worthy of your love", he said while making his way towards me,I still couldn't see his face as it was quite dark around us, but i knew it was him . The smell of his cologne helped me calm down like it always did,but I still couldn't understand why he was doing this to me.I closed my eyes and inhaled his cologne.

As I opened my eyes ,he stood in front of me but ,as I looked up to see his face to my surprise to say the least, I still couldn't see his face . He was so close to me that i could feel the heat radiant from his body. His large hands gently cupped my face and without thinking my eyes fluttered close and I melted into his touch ,as he brushed my tears away with the pads of his thumb. He kissed my forehead and set his forehead against my. "I love you " , he whispered and slowly moved back , making me squeeze my eyes shut as more tears rolled down my checks.

" It's for your own good, love. Your life has always been and always will be in danger if your with me. I have been selfish love, so so so selfish before this,but i have to let you go ", he said.

" Please don't do this, I love you ", I said as more tears rolled down my face. I opened my eyes and tried to see him .

" I will always love you, Hermione ", he repeated ,and within the blink of my eye he was gone, just disappeared in thin air. I just fell to the ground and a gut wrenching sob escaped my mouth.

*****

" No ",I woke up screaming and crying ,again . I sat up and looked around. I was still in my bed , in my appartment , and not that place anymore. For some reason, that place felt oddly familiar . I have been having such dreams whole summer , mostly it was a wet dream,but today it was different.I haven't told anyone about them. I feeling like I am loosing my goddamn mind. I just released a frustrated sigh and plopped back on my bed.

I haven having these dreams since I woke up in the school hospital wing 3 months ago. If I am being honest I don't remember what exactly happened a few months ago,except me getting up in the hospital badly injured. Everybody said that Voldemort had attacked me, and it was like I magically appeared in the school hospital wing, but I know it was the same person without a face whom I see in my dreams,the irrational side of me tells me it's him who save me , but the rational side of me tell me it's not him.

Who would believe me when I say someone from my dreams saved me from Voldemort and the most funny part about this whole thing was I didn't even know who that person was or what he looked like. I only knew only thing how he smelled like, how believable right.

I looked over to my nightstand, where a magical clock sat, it was a gift for my 16th birthday, from one of my best friend, Ron Weasley. He said that the clock always woke you up on time and if you don't get up it just sprays water on you.

I debated on going back to sleep , but thought it would be better to get up and start getting ready for the day . Now I had plenty of time to get ready for the day. Today I will be starting my 6th year at Hogwarts.

I just let out another sigh, and made my way toward the bathroom , and did my business. As I stood in front of the mirror, I could clearly see the bags under my eyes. I had a lot of trouble sleeping due to these dreams, my hair literally looked like a birds nest, in short I just looked like a mess.

I have always hated the morning. I was never a morning person and never will be one . I always felt it was better to get stuff done at night rather take morning. The nights are just so calming. I don't understand what it is about the night , but it just makes me feel so calm and at peace. Unlike most people who hate the night because it's too dark , but the darkness of the night makes me feel safe, for some twisted reasons.

I stripped from my PJ's and stood inside the shower. The hot water relaxed my tense body. As I stood under the shower my mind started to wander back to the dreams that I had been having lately.

I couldn't quite understand who that person was, but he seemed so familiar.Stop thinking about him Hermione,just stop.At this point I was so fucking pissed with myself for thinking about the faceless person from my dreams, that I felt like banging my head on the shower wall. I quickly got out of the shower, and got dressed before I did something I would definitely regret.

I made my way towards the kitchen. I no longer stayed with my parents, after I obliviated them, they never had a daughter , but it had to be done. It was one of the most difficult thing to do . It was for their own good. As Voldemort or the Death Eaters could easily take them and try to gain information about me.After Voldemort took me I couldn't risk my parents life because of me. If anything happens to my parents because of me , I will never be able to forgive my self.

I didn't have an appetite for anything much today morning so i just made myself a cheese sandwich and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. After my breakfast, I did the dishes. This had become my routine from the past few weeks. Eat, sleep and stress about stuff, that's it. I couldn't even study anything in advance as I usually do.

It was still early , so i just thought about reading a book. So i grabbed my copy of Pride and Prejudice from my book self , it is my favorite. I have lost count how many time I had read this books.

I made myself comfortable on the couch and started reading but soon my mind started wandering to the mysterious guy in my dreams. At first it was just his voice, but now the dreams were becoming more and more familiar. It was like I know the person, but at the same time, I don't. It was all so confusing.

To distract myself,I just started scrolling, through Instagram. I don't know why but as soon as I start using my phone time starts to fly without me knowing.

Soon it was time for me to leave,so I grabbed my trunk and apparated to the Burrow.