So, hey, here's another songfic I wanted to do.

This is actually my favorite song. It's called "Shattered" by a band that no longer exists. Trading Yesterday. This song is actually religious but I wanted it to be romantic. Hope you like.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, JK Rowling does. I do not own "Shattered", Trading Yesterday does.

It's going to be about Harry rejecting Hermione because he does not want her to get hurt. I know, I know there's been like a jillion of these but this is my fav song and this was the way to go for me.

Shattered

"People put up walls not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down."-Anon

Harry sat curled up in a corner of his bedroom. He had closed the curtains and turned out the lights, making an artificial night. He had not eaten in a couple of days. His stomach was growling loudly. He smelled horrible as he had not showered in a while. He cried. For two days, he cried his eyes out of their sockets almost. He cried until he had no more tears. It was for protection. He was doing this to protect the ones he loved. He was broken inside.

Remus knew he was in there. He had heard him banging on the door a few times trying to get him out. He did it several times every day. He had tried many spells and charms to open the door, but Harry used the strongest one he knew. "GO AWAY!" he would yell every time. He did not want Lupin around. He wanted peace and quiet. Remus had apparently contacted some others. Kingsley. Moody. Tonks. None of them could get him out.

"It's all for your own good," he would whisper to no one in particular.

Deciding he could not handle the smell any more, he finally stood up from his corner and took a hot, soothing shower in the bathroom. He stepped out, feeling refreshed. But no shower could satisfy his hunger. But he knew if he opened the door and went downstairs, he would have to talk to the ones he loved.

Remus had apparently contacted the Weasleys. They, too, tried to get him to open the door. He hated the sounds of their loudness. He hated how nagging Mrs. Weasley was. Ron kept banging on the door and yelling at him. He covered his ears and shut his eyes. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!" And they did.

Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding

Fall into your sunlight

The future's open wide beyond believing

To know why hope dies

Losing what was found, a world so hollow

Suspended in a compromise

The silence of the sound is soon to follow

Somehow sundown

Remus was getting worried about Harry. He would yell at him and tell him he was protecting him. To go away and leave him alone. He had tried Kingsley Shacklebolt, Nymphadora Tonks, even scary Mad-Eye Moody. Then he tried to get the Weasleys to get him out. However, it was another failure. There was only one person who could get him to open the door. Just one and he was knocking on her door.

The door opened and a middle-aged woman stood there. She had brown hair and brown eyes that looked a little familiar to him. She had a kind smile. "Hello, may I help you?"

"Yes, I am Remus Lupin. I am a former professor of Hermione's. I am also a good friend of hers. So sorry to bother you at this time of night. I was wondering if I could talk to her," he introduced himself.

Before the woman, who obviously was Hermione's mother, could respond, there was a familiar voice from behind her. "Professor? What are you doing here?" Hermione walked over to them. "It's okay, Mum. It's Professor Lupin." Mrs. Granger moved out of the way to let her daughter speak to this man.

"Hermione, I haven't been your professor for four years. Call me 'Remus'."

She nodded and let him in the house and shut the door behind him. "Would you like something to drink, Mr. Lupin?" Mrs. Granger asked.

"Oh, no thank you, I can't stay long." He looked at Hermione. "Hermione, it's Harry." She widened her eyes and felt as if her heart had stopped. She had been in love with him since she met him on the train. For something bad to have happened to him crushed her.

"What happened? Is he okay?" she asked desparate for an answer.

"We don't know. We need your help. He has locked himself inside of...Sirius' old bedroom, not opening it for anyone. Even me. He just yells at us to go away and leave him alone. He says it's to protect us," he replied.

A tear rolled down her cheek at the thought of her best friend in a bedroom by himself not wanting to see anyone. Secluding himself from the rest of the world. Wanting to protect them. That part confused her, though.

And finding answers

Is forgetting all of the questions we called home

Passing the graves of the unknown

As reason clouds my eyes, with splendor fading

Illusions of the sunlight

And the reflection of a lie will keep me waiting

Love gone for so long

"Please, we're so worried about him. He hasn't eaten in a couple days. He's...he's broken, Hermione. Shattered. He needs you. Only you can help him," Remus said sadly.

"Me? Why me?" she asked confused. If Remus had not been able to get him out, she doubt that she would. "What so special about me?"

"I'm not sure why but I've seen him around you. When you walk into a room, it's like he calms down. When you smile, he smiles. When you talk, he listens. You are our last hope. You can get him to open up the door."

"I can try," she said and Remus nodded, slightly smiling. Hermione turned to her mother. "Mum, I have to go. I'm sorry. It's Harry. He needs me."

Mrs. Granger smiled and nodded. "I know, dear."

"You and your husband can come with us, if you like," Remus offered.

"That would be nice. Yes, yes, of course." She walked away to get her husband and then the five of them Flooed to Grimmauld Place. Hermione immediately took off. She was glad she had paid attention during the tour of the house before Fifth Year. She arrived at the door of Sirius' bedroom. She knocked on the door.

Harry gasped as he heard a knock on the door. "Go away! Please!" He sniffled and tried to stop the tears. "Please, just go away!"

"Harry..." He widened his eyes as he realized who it was that was talking. Her voice was soft and sweet and melodic. He felt like he could drown himself in just her voice alone.

"Hermione..." he whispered almost inaudibly. He wanted to see her beautiful face. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to hold her. He was almost tempted to unlock and open the door. But he didn't.

This day's ending is the proof of time killing all the faith I know

Knowing that faith is all I know

"Harry, it's me. It's Hermione." She sounded like she was crying as well. "Please, open up."

"No," he called out not loudly. But she heard him. She leaned her back against the door and slid down it. Harry did the same. Back to back. So close, yet so far.

"Why?"

"Because...I-I don't want you to get hurt because of me. Sirius died. Because I was stupid. Because I did not listen to you," he replied.

"So you're protecting us?"

"Yes." He was a brave young man, but also really stupid. Can't he see that distancing himself would not help him defeat Voldemort?

She sighed. "Harry...please, open the door and we can talk easier," she pleaded again.

"No, please, just go away. Save yourself. Go to Australia with your parents. You'll be safe there. Forget about me. Forget I exist. Live. All I want is for you to live. You don't know what would happen to me if you had died. Or even hurt," he pleaded back. "Please, just go."

And I've lost who I am

And I can't understand

Why my heart is so broken

Rejecting your love

Without love gone wrong

Lifeless words carry on

But I know

All I know

Is that the end's beginning

Who I am front the start

Take me home to my heart

Let me go

And I will run

I will not be silenced

All this time spent in vain

Wasted years

Wasted gain

All is lost

Hope remains

And this war's not over

"Harry...you are my life. You are my heart. Could you really be that thick and think that I will leave you? I could never do that! I will not run! I will not hide! I will fight alongside you! Yes, I will send my parents away, but I will not go with them. You know why? Because I love you too much to let you do this by yourself. I will not let you down. I will not let you do this by yourself."

"Hermione, it's my task. Mine! My own!"

"Did that fucking prophecy say you had to do it on your own? Did it?"

"No," came his small voice.

"You need me, Harry. I have no doubt that you do. You need a friend. And I'm here willingly to give up my life for you."

Harry got angry. How could she say that? How could she? "Why? Why? Why would you give up your life for a fucking lost cause like me?" he asked angrily.

"Because you need someone who would do that for you. You need a friend who would jump in front of the Killing Curse for you. Because I know that you can do this. I know you can defeat him. His power is nothing compared to what you have," she said as tears flowed down her cheeks.

"And what do I have?"

"Love, Harry. You have love," she whispered.

There's a light

There's the sun

Taking all the shattered ones

To the place we belong

And his love will conquer all

Harry stood up and clenched his fists. He was angry. Not at Hermione. But rather at Voldemort. He took his parents away from him. He was the cause of why he had to endure fifteen years of abuse. He took his godfather away from him. He was the reason why he never knew how to love. He never felt it. He did not know how to love. He was angry that he did not know how to love. He walked over to the middle of the room and knelt down. He raised his hands to the ceiling and tilted his head back.

And he screamed. He screamed for love. He screamed for passion. He screamed for Hermione.

And I've lost who I am

And I can't understand

Why my heart is so broken

Rejecting your love

Without love gone wrong

Lifeless words carry on

But I know

All I know

Is that the end's beginning

"Harry...? Are you okay?" he heard her concerned voice from the other side of the door.

He walked over to the door and unlocked it, waving his wand, taking the charms off of it and flinging the door open. She looked at him and he looked back at her. Then, he launched himself into her arms. "Hermione!" he cried as he broke down into sobs.

Hermione was surprised at the force of the hug, but eventually wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly. Not letting him go. "Shh, it's okay." By now, everyone had heard his screams and had all made their way up the stairs. They did not pay them any mind. However, they were all smiling that the sight. Remus was right. Hermione was the one to get him out of the room. He wondered what she had said to him.

Who I am from the start

Take me home to my heart

Let me go

And I will run

I will not be silenced

"Harry, we are trying to love you," she whispered in his ear. He shuddered a bit at her warm breath. "Do you understand that? We are trying to love you. You can't reject it anymore. You can't reject us anymore. You can't push us away. You can't put up walls. Because you have people around you who care enough about you to tear them down. Let us love you, Harry. Let us show you what life is worth fighting for. Only you can defeat Voldemort. But you have to have people to help you, okay? I know this is your task. But you do this alone, you will fail."

"Teach me," he said.

"What?"

"Teach me," he repeated. "Teach me to love."

She nodded and lightened her hold on him. He looked up at her and gazed into her watery eyes. She looked back into his own. Then, she leaned forward and pressed her lips onto his in a light, brief kiss. When Hermione pulled away, she looked at his expression. He opened his eyes and smiled a bit. "Wow."

All this time spent in vain

Wasted years

Wasted gain

All is lost

Hope remains

And this war's not over

There's a light

There's the sun

Taking all these shattered ones

To the place we belong

And his love will conquer all

Yes his love will conquer all

And he leaned in for another kiss. Everyone smiled and decided to go downstairs to leave them be. They eventually made their way into Sirius' bedroom and tested many forms of love. Both of them releasing seven years of kept secrets within. Words did not need to be said. Harry was no longer shattered. Everyone

Yesterday I died, tomorrow's bleeding

Fall into your sunlight

THE END

Well, there it is. Hope you liked it.

If you guessed, yes, the song is actually about God. But in some places I saw that it could be romantic.

I might do another songfic tonight as well.

Thanx for reading!

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