A/N - I came upon this site on InsaneJournal called Harry100, where there are a series of prompts given weekly. The only catch is, it has to be Harry-centric. I decided to challenge myself with these prompts, only adding to it my own dose of Harry/Hermione :)

Each drabble is 100 words long.

Disclaimer : All characters stated in this fic belong to J.K. Rowling. If it belonged to me, there wouldn't have been an epilogue.

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Prompt 1 : Hero

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Harry stared at the flames as he stood beside the fireplace in their common room. He was too preoccupied with thoughts of death, destruction and failure to hear her; noticing her presence only when she wrapped her arms around him and laid her cheek against his back.

"What are you thinking about?"

He placed his hands on hers, drawing comfort from his best friend. He thought about what they had been through, what was still to come. "What if I fail?" he whispered.

Her arms tightened around him protectively. "You won't, Harry." She snuggled further into his back. "You won't."

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Prompt 2 : Diagon Alley

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They ran as fast as their feet could carry them, their lungs bursting with laughter. This had been fun. He usually feared for his life because a psychopathic Dark Lord saw him as a threat; but today, he was just another kid, who feared getting caught and pummelled above anything else.

"This way," Hermione gestured frantically, and he followed, immediately turning into a secluded alley.

"I think we lost them," he choked out breathlessly.

"Yeah," Hermione laughed out. "Goyle's face was-"

"-classic," he grinned widely.

They let out another breathless laugh.

"Thanks, I needed this."

She beamed at him. "Anytime."

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Prompt 3 : Expelliarmus

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"That was just brilliant," Ron beamed.

"Don't encourage him, Ronald."

"Why the hell can't I? You saw the way Malfoy went flying."

Harry stifled his laughter when he got a reprimanding glare from his left.

"This is not funny, Harry. You could have seriously injured him."

"What do you think healing potions are for?" Ron piped in.

"Just because we have healing potions, doesn't mean we can just cause injury whenever we want. Right, Harry?"

They both looked at him expectantly.

"Um.. you're both right?" Harry mumbled.

Glaring at him, Hermione marched away.

They looked at each other, sighing. "Women."

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Prompt 4 : Halloween

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"Come on, Hermione. Do you really need to study today of all days?"

Harry waited until she finished writing.

"Harry," she began patiently as she finally put her quill down. "Do you know what tomorrow is?"

"The day after Halloween?"

"That may be. But it is also the day when our 'History on Trolls' paper is due."

"I thought you finished that ages ago."

"I did. But then I found this book-"

"I'll let you be then," Harry interrupted quickly.

That was when his gaze landed on the twins, and he grinned. They would know what to do about Hermione.

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Prompt 5 : Inevitable

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He watched the two of them constantly. They argued, and they weren't quick to forgive. They didn't see eye to eye, and they didn't always respect each other's opinions. They were like two explosive charms, he just didn't see them together.

"It's going to happen soon, you know," Ginny said wisely as she stood by his side. "Ron will someday get it into his daft head that he likes her."

Harry watched the two talking, laughing. "You think so?" he couldn't help but ask her, as his eyes stayed on Hermione.

"I know so," the red head shrugged. "It's inevitable."

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