Maybe Then
Oh sure she may have been the smartest witch Hogwarts had seen in nearly a thousand years. She was the only one who had the drive to accomplish such high achievements. The young woman had received the top marks in her year, was Head Girl, and went on to become the youngest Mistress of Magic ever. And how could anyone have better friends than Harry Potter and Ron Weasley? She had a large group of friends and family that loved her and her life was perfect. Or at least everyone thought so. Perfect friends. Perfect job. Perfect past. Perfect life.
So innocent, so perfect. Bright and smiling, always so full of life.
Except it wasn't so perfect. Hermione Granger was one of the smartest witches alive since Rowena Ravenclaw. She had brains, friends, family, job, and looks-everything. But there was one area that she had no clue what do. She had never known love. She had never really dated. She had never been kissed. No guy had ever taken a serious interest in her.
But alone. All alone in a world full of confusion and lies.
She longed to have the relationships that her friends had-someone who cared for her as much as she cared for them. She wanted to love someone and be loved back. She wished that she could obtain the lasting happiness that her friends had acquired, but she knew it was fruitless. There just wasn't time for her to meet a nice guy and really get to know him.
Blinded by her innocence and purity; do saints not love?
If only she had cared about more than just her studies, maybe then she could've gotten to know the guys that had stared at her with longing. Maybe then she would know something about dating and relationships. Maybe then she wouldn't be so lonely.
Reaching in the darkness for a familiar hand. Silent tears fall unseen by other's eyes.
Maybe then she wouldn't be so lonely.
