Hey guys this is a new story I hope you enjoy it 'cause it just came to me haha...I know I should update my other story and I have the next chapter written down I just have to type it out...luv yas enjoy!

Why Did you Give Up Hermione?

Chapter 1: Bad News

It was 10 'o clock in the evening on a cold Novembers night and everything in the Gryffindor Tower seemed to be alright. Hermione sat at a table in front of the fire, wrapped up in a blanket reading a romance novel her mother had given her for her birthday, it was called Romeo and Juliet, 'rather morbid' she thought for a 'romance' novel Ron sat next to her with his head in his hand...he was quite bored. Harry, not much more interested than Ron, sat on the other side of Hermione staring into the fire. Probably thinking about Sirius 'poor bloke' thought Hermione.

Everything seemed in place, but Hermione had a bad feeling that something was wrong...it was probably just drowsiness taking over her. She had been reading all night, and had not taken a break. She decided to lay down and finish her book. She curled up on the middle cushion between Ron and Harry. She stuck her cold toes under Harry's upper thigh, he was still watching the fire, and she rested her head by Ron's upper thigh, he was already asleep. Neither of the boys minded, actually you would find the three of them in this position quite often lately. Soon enough Harry was asleep, and Hermione found herself drowsier since she lay down. Within minutes of this thought she was asleep. No one dared to bother them, so often enough they slept in the common room together, they felt safer this way.

Suddenly Hermione felt herself being shaken awake.

"Hermione. Hermione. Wake up. Dumbledore needs to see you. Hermione." Ron whispered softly in her ear.

"What?" She asked groggily, "What time is it?"
"It's nearly 2 in the morning 'Mione. Dumbledore needs to see you immediately in his office." Ron was tired himself.

"Says who? What for?" Hermione looked around and saw Mcgonagall standing near the portrait hole, she seemed to be crying, "Professor! What ever is the matter? Is everything alright?"

"Miss Granger I need you to come with me dear, the Headmaster needs to see you."

"At 2 in the morning?" Hermione questioned, "What ever for?"

"Dear, no arguments, please come with me." Hermione stood up, she nearly fell on Ron, but he caught her. Ron and Harry then started to walk with her.

"I think it best if you two stay here." Mcgonagall said sternly.

"Alright." The boys said in unison.

"I'll see you guys later...kisses."

"Later 'Mione."

Mcgonagall was walking quite briskly; Hermione was rather annoyed she had to run to keep up with her. Soon enough they made their way to the Headmasters Office.

"Lemon Drop." The statue turned and Mcgonagall sent Hermione up the turning stairs. Hermione walked into Dumbledores office cautiously. 'Does he really find it necessary to talk to me at TWO in the morning? I mean really some people around here sleep' she thought rather annoyed.

"Have a seat my Miss Granger." She obeyed. Dumbledore did not have his usual twinkle in his eye; he seemed to have a tear instead. She knew something was terribly wrong.

"Professor...what exactly is going on?"

"Miss Granger I am very sorry to have to tell you this." He paused as a tear slid down his cheek. 'WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE! WHAT IS WITH THE PAUSES?' Hermione was screaming in her mind.

"Just tell me Professor!" She couldn't take the wait any longer.

"Hermione, there is no easy way to say this, but your parents have passed." Hermione was taken aback, she was so shocked she couldn't even cry. Did she hear what she thinks she just heard?

"Ex-ex-excuse me Professor, passed where?" 'Well that was the dumbest thing I could have said, what the hell am I thinking? Passed where? What a dumbass question, but it is two in the morning and my parents are dead. This is not real.' "Don't answer that." Hermione could feel the tears burning the back of her eyes, "How?"

"A car accident."

"When?"

"At 10 'o clock last evening." Dumbledore got up but Hermione could not even notice, he stood

her up and pulled her into a warm loving hug. She didn't want this, not from him, not from anyone, only from her parents; he was giving her false love. She did not need false love right now, she needed to see her parents.

"I want to see them."

"I'm sorry Hermione, but they were mangled badly, it would be too hard, I don't believe you are ready."

"No. I want to see my parents. Now." She was trying to be as calm as she could in this situation.

"Miss Granger, I'm going to have you escorted back to your dorm, you need to get some rest." 'Get some rest? Get some REST!?! What the hell was this old bat thinking? I do not need rest I need my parents!' Hermione did not want to be escorted back like some child, instead she ran out of his office, passed Mcgonagall, her first instinct was to run to her dormitory, but she changed her mind, she opened the big wooden doors and ran down the steps and towards the lake. It was raining quite heavily and Hermione was freezing. She did not care; the numbness took away the pain of her parents 'passing' as Dumbledore so annoyingly put it. She sat down in the grass and laid there for what seemed like hours, crying for the first time since she heard the news. She was sick of this. She needed to sleep. She got up and walked to Gryffindor Tower. She stepped through the portrait hole to find Ron and Harry sitting in front of the fire waiting for her. It was nearly four in the morning, 'at least they care' she thought, but she didn't want to talk to them. They looked her soaked, freezing form.

"Hermione! What the hell happened to you??" Ron asked worried.

"Yea, what did Dumbledore want?" Harry interrupted.

Hermione just stared at them both. She held back her tears, then she walked up to her dorm, leaving their questions unanswered. They were now worried. More worried about her then they have ever been. Hermione turned to look at them then continued to walk to her dorm. She opened her door and walked to her bed. She threw off her clothes, not bothering to put on pajamas. She lay on top of her bed and fell into a restless sleep, dreaming about her parents, the good times.

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