DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters except Josie. The rest are J.K. Rowling's.

The chilling October air curled the little wisps of auburn hair around Hermoine's neck. She was calmly sitting out on the Quidditch field. Just a fragile lump on a small patch of grass quietly sitting and enjoying the lovely evening. The lake was beautiful this time of year. The thin grass still had a touch of green to it, but the leaves of the prodigious Oaks had turned to a crisp, sunny gold. They were sprinkled with a dash of orange and a touch of strawberry red. This was her favorite time of year; it was a shame it had to be so bad. She warmly curled up in a small ball, protected only from the harsh air by a big comfy quilt. Josie, her best bud came skipping up to sit by her side.

"What're ya doing out here all by yourself, Miss Anti-Social?" She smiled. "Gum?" Hermoine nodded her head and Josie opened her small, navy blue purse. She pulled out a small stick of spearmint and pushed it into Hermoine's cold hand.

"Thanks." Hermoine smiled for the first time all day. She could always count on Josie to cheer her up.

"Hey girl, what's up?" Josie asked, knowing that something had to be wrong. She grabbed a small corner of the quilt to wrap around herself.

"I don't know. I'm just out here thinking." She looked out onto the dark, silvery lake and sighed. Josie wrapped her arm around Hermoine. She hadn't been the same happy girl that Josie was use too. "It's just that…." She started. "Well, I hate to say it but… I miss Harry. Even though he cheated on me, and I still hate him for it, I just can't let him go."

"It's okay. I know how you feel. I wish everyone we're as perfect as Ron." She smiled. Hermoine gave her a sharp stab to the ribs.

"Ugh, I can't believe you like him. That's just so…" She smiled. "Ew."

"He's such a sweetie. I'm going to ask him to the ball." She sighed. Josie had loved Ron ever since their first year of Hogwarts.

"Come on. Let's go in. It's getting quite chilly out here." Hermoine grabbed her bag and the quilt.

They climbed up the slippery concrete stairs to the castle's door. When they opened the door they were shocked and horrified at the rat they had just trapped.

Harry had his arms tightly wrapped around Cho's waist and was touching her here and there.

"Stop it, Harry!" Cho squealed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laughed wickedly.

"Harry!" Hermoine shouted in shock. Both Cho and Harry turned their heads in her direction.

"Hermoine, wait!" Josie shouted, but it was too late. With a bang her books fell to the ground and she ran up the stairs and down the hall. "Hermoine!" She called once more.

"Now you've done it, Harry. Gosh, you think you could be sad a while..." She looked evilly at Cho. "Or at least act like it. You dated for a whole year! You're such a jerk. Goodness, Harry. I swear…" She shoved him harshly while gathering Hermoine's things. Quickly, she walked up the red velvet stairs to look for her heartbroken friend, Hermoine.