Set during Deathly Hallows. Ron's left the Trio, and our heroes are feeling vulnerable. Dramatic surroundings lead to a heart-to-heart between Harry and Hermione, and a realisation of what's been staring them in the face.

Songfic to The Day You Died by Arch Enemy, don't need to know the song or band. How does Hermione feel when Harry is believed to be dead in Deathly Hallows? This is my attempt to find out...usually not my kind of thing, but whatever. Please have a look!

A fluffy little one-shot that occurred to me when I should have been doing my German homework... what if it wasn't jealousy that split Harry, Ron and Hermione up in sixth year? What if Harry had got it all wrong? First attempt at ff, please R&R!