Harry Potter was thought that pride was one of the most valuable and important things but as he fell to his knees before her, he felt it breaking inside him. As much as was left of it anyway.  When his knees hit the ground he knew only one thing.He lost everything. He lost against himself."P-Please , please save her. You can kill me, do anything to me. J-Just spare her, p-please."No, Harry, I won't kill." Hermione slowly stepped down and walked towards his kneeling form.  "Someday you'll do it yourself."Hermione came up to him and pressed her hand against the side of his face. He felt like death was only inches away, or to be exact, it was right before him."Because the guilt will eat you up one day and I'll be there when that day comes, watching you do it."You know, Ginny almost ruined my whole show but look at you, saving the day, yet again." Hermione scoffed and then made him look straight into her eyes, gripping his chin hard. "Remember this day very well, Potter. I suggest you to disappear out of everyone's lives, in fact do it today, it'll be easier you know ?"Now run along," Hermione pressed the tiny bottle into mouth, making him keep it inside. "Perhaps she's still alive."The last thing Harry heard from Hermione was her laugh, her beautiful but haunting laugh, behind his back as he ran, trying not to crush the antidote in his hand or fall down. There was no time for his cries.