The girl sat down on the couch, her elbows on her thighs and her head in her hands. She sighed in frustration once again, blowing away a streak of her now curly red hair. Her hair got curled ever since a certain slumber party. It just so happens that that party was the root of this arguement between the two girls.
Hermione Granger had found out about a party Ginny Weasly held by a lovely source, Ron Weasly. The issue was that Hermione had not at all been invited. She had not even heard of it until afterwards by Ginny's brother! This was odd, seeing as Ginny and Hermione were great friends.
Ginny had already been invited to Hermione's house for the weekend, but if Hermione had known before, Ginny would of definitely been un-invited. Definitely. The poor girl did not bring it up the whole time, but her "friend" could tell something was bothering her. Ginny feared Hermione found out, wich was the case.
One way or another, the issue was brought up. The fight contained Hermione rambling on and suggesting reasons that Ginny might not of invited her. Ginny, however, kept appoligizing and saying stuff like "No, that's not it! It's not because of you!"
Eventually, Ginny spilled it out. "It's because you don't have a boyfriend!" the girl who was now dating Dean Thomas had blurted it out, but, it came out wrong.
Now, Ginny sat on Hermione's couch wondering whatever to do. She decided that she would explain it at Hermione's door, regardless if Hermione was willing to pay attention or not.
She stomped up the stairs, trying to encourage herself. As she reached Hermione's door once again, Ginny took a deep breath. Maybe she could do this, the right way, this time. It broke Ginny's heart to hear Hermione sobbing on the other side of the door.
"'Mione..." Ginny said with care as she walked closer to the door. "I didn't mean it like that." she placed a hand upon the door. "What I meant to say was," the girl rolled her eyes had her own stupidity "I didn't invite you because I felt you'd be left out. We were to be a bunch of girls giggling about boys. Boys, boys, boy. But you're better than that. I swear."
Ginny tried to listen in for a response, but once again, nothing came. As the witch was about to turn away, the door slowly opened. Hermione stood there in a blue sweater and jeans, her hair more of a mess than usual and her eyes red from tears.
Ginny gave her a weak smile. Hermione shrugged. "I guess I understand.." Hermione replied quietly.
Ginny jumped up and squealed as she went up to hug Hermione. Hermione gave a fake smile, but when Ginny was looking over Hermione's shoulder because of the hug, Hermione frowned once again. Either way Ginny put it, Hermione felt like a loser. She had no boyfriend and she doubted that she would get one soon.
