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Chapter One: Heartbreak

Hermione Granger sat in the corner of the library with only her Transfiguration books for company. The notes that she'd gotten off Professor McGonagall only yesterday were drenched with tears that had been unceasingly falling from her dark brown eyes since she'd arrived at the library. Those ugly words, that heartbreaking piece of information that she'd received only an hour ago was all that was running through her mind. Ron was going out with Lavender. She could scarcely believe it. She'd thought she and Ron were so close. But it wasn't only Ron's stupidity and ignorance that was causing her so much heartbreak.

Lavender knew. Lavender knew how she felt about Ron. Lavender knew that Hermione had been loving him since first year. And yet, she still went ahead and went out with Ron. And Hermione had taken all her rage out on Ron. Maybe she shouldn't have set the birds on him but she was just so angry with...

"Miss Granger!"

Her thoughts were interrupted by the librarian, Madam Pince.

"Please kindly pack up your belongings and return to Gryffindor Tower. I thought you of all people would be aware off the library's closing times!"

Hermione gathered up all her backs with her back turned to Madam Pince, so that the librarian would not see how red her eyes were.

The common room was still packed when she returned to Gryffindor Tower. She had every to go straight to the girls dormitories, but Dean waylaid her by trying to wrap one of his handmade Gryffindor banners around her shoulders.

"Dean," she sighed. "I'm really sorry. I know you're happy that Gryffindor won the match, but I'm really not in the mood for celebrations right now." She handed him the banner and started towards the stirs leading up to the girls dormitories.

"Oh not another one!" Dean exclaimed, exasperatingly. "You're worse than Ron was!"

Hermione turned around slowly.

"Ron?" she enquired. "Why, what did Ron do?"

"He went upstairs about an hour ago. Said he didn't feel like celebrating anymore. He looked really gutted about something, and he had red marks all over his face and arms. Lavender didn't look to too happy about Ron going either."

Dean walked away looking bemused, and went to sit beside Seamus, who was staring moodily into the fire with a brooding expression on his face.

Lavender sighed and walked up the stairs.

When she got to her dormitory, Lavender was sitting on Parvati Patil's bed. Lavender looked up at Hemione's arrival and beamed at her.

"Hi Hermione! Where've you been?"

Without so much a look at Lavender, Hermione stormed over to her bed and began to put her books away.

"Hermione?" Lavender said, tentatively. Hermione ignored her and got into her pyjamas

"Hermione, are you alright? Is it..."

Lavender's sentence was cut short as Hermione slammed one of her drawers fiercely and got into bed.

Lavender nevertheless went on. "Is it because I'm going out with Ron?"

Hermione paid no attention whatsoever to Lavender and started to tie her into a ponytail.

"Hermione, I'm really sorry!"

"No you're not." Hermione said, in a cruel, cold voice that Lavender had never heard her use before.

"Hermione, please don't be like this!" Lavender begged, her voice faltering.

Hermione got out of bed to get a book off her shelf, as she thought that reading a book might be a good way to steadily ignore Lavender. She did it with her back turned to her though. She couldn't look at her right now.

"Hermione, I am really sorry! I know how you feel!"

Hermione wheeled around. She looked furious. Her dark brow eyes that usually looked so gentle and calm, now looked fierce and piercing.

"You know how I feel!?" she shouted. "Don't you dare say that! You have absolutely no idea how I feel! You have no idea how it felt walking into the common room and seeing you and Ron together. You have no idea how hurt I am, and not only don't know. You also don't care! So don't you dare pretend that you do!"

And with that, Hermione got into bed, wrenched the hangings shut and spoke no more, leaving a deadened silence lurking in the dormitory, that was only interrupted by Lavender's sobs as she too got into bed.