Hermione

I run and run and run more

My heart hurts, searing pain strikes

But I continue my mission and run

I can sense his presence in the castle

It surrounds me and I breathe him in

As I turn the corner I see him

My dark angel standing still

Most likely listening to my fast approach

I leap into his arms

And cling to him with all my strength

I pull back and let go of him

Grip his face and look

Into his deep black orb-like eyes

I scan his body for marks

And I find it on his neck

The proof of his pain and suffering

Of his loyalty to me and the Order

I am so thankful he is okay

Especially when he finally proclaims

“I love you.”