Summary
"Maybe we should just stay here Harry, grow old." Hermione closed her book with a sigh and leaned her head back against the tree. "Alright," Harry took a deep breath. "Alright. Let's stay here. I'm tired of fighting, Hermione, of people dying." Harry let out a sigh and leaned his head back against the tree. His eyes closed as he took in a deep breath. "Grow old with me."