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A/N: This is my first attempt at fan fiction, so go easy on me! Whether you find this story good or completely revolting, please review and tell me what you think.Well, all I can say is hopefully you will enjoy!

Chapter One - Failed Once More

Hermione's parents had been fighting so much during the summer before her final year at Hogwarts stared, she wasn't sure if she could handle it any longer. The yelling and the occasional tinkle of breaking china became a normal occurrence in her house. She'd sit locked up in her room clinging to her teddy bear, permanently staining it with tears. She had once or twice thought about running away, but she couldn't bring herself to it. She waited impatiently for letters from her two best friends Ron and Harry, but the few owls she received were usually from her boyfriend Viktor Krum. Hermione had been dating Viktor on and off since the end of her fourth year, but she wasn't sure if he still cared about her. He seemed distant with her and they hadn't seen each other since last Christmas.

Three days before she would finally be at Hogwarts for her last year, she received an owl early that morning, waking her up as it tapped on her bedroom window with it's slender beak.

"I'm up, I'm up!" She moaned as she sat up and squinted in the bright sunlight of the dawn. She strode over to her window and opened it up, letting the owl fly inside her room. The bird was bearing the Hogwarts crest with a thick letter tied to it. Hermione untied it as it gave a feeble hoot and flew back out of the window and into the clouds.

Hermione slit open the thick envelope and pulled out two pieces of parchment and a shiny, gold badge. Hermione's eyes lingered on the gold badge that had been superimposed so that the letters HG were carved into it. She read through the shorter letter that had a list of books and supplies she would need for the year, and then she picked up the other letter, her hand trembling slightly.

She sped through the letter so fast that her eyes looked blurry as she read back and forth. She screamed out in excitement and smiling she picked up the badge again. She held it tightly in her palm, grasped the second, longer letter in her other hand and threw open the door. She ran down the stairs, skipping a step at a time and down into the kitchen where her parents were sitting, talking quietly but stopping as she ran into the kitchen, sliding a bit on the slick and newly polished tile floor and turned to face her parents.

"I'm Head Girl!" She exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

"That's great hunny!" Her mother returned the smile but looking rather tired.

Her father on the other hand just grunted and lifted up his newspaper to where it covered the only part of his forehead that had been showing.

Hermione's smiled faded a little and she looked down at her mother, knowing what had just happened. Her parents were fighting but at least had the decency to stop arguing when Hermione ran into the kitchen. Her mother had tears brimming in her eyes but still continued to smile up at her daughter.

"Mum...what's going on?" Hermione asked, her voice shaky.

Her mother took in a deep breath and closed her eyes for a second, the tears pouring down her face. She grabbed her daughter's hand and said, "Hunny...your father and I are getting a divorce."

Hermione gaped at her mom, not taking in a word she said. "No you're not...this isn't funny, stop joking." But Hermione's mom just stared at her, tears flowing down her face. Hermione pulled out of her grasp and shook her head.

"No...you guys...no...you can't do this to me!" Her mother looked away outside the window, taking a sip of tea with her pinky sticking out like she always did. How could she be so calm about this?! Hermione thought angrily. They had the perfect marriage except for fighting once in a while! They can't do this to me! They can't! She began to tear up herself, refusing to believe it. She turned around and stomped back up the stairs.

She slammed her bedroom door behind her and stared at the windowsill. There were three owls sitting there waiting for her. She recognized one being Hedwig, another being Pigwidgeon, and she recognized the last to be Viktor's large barn owl. Forgetting about what happened downstairs she walked across the room and picked up Hedwig first. She untied the letter from Hedwig's foot and read Harry's letter first.

Hermione,
I hope you're well. Ron and I have made plans to meet at Diagon Alley to get our school things tomorrow at noon. Can you be there? We'll all stay with the Weasley's at The Leaky Cauldron until September first. I do hope you can come. The muggles are still horrible as ever, but again, thank you for the birthday present; I really love the new chess set. Ron wrote me yesterday and told me something that I'm sure you'll think is funny. I never thought it would happen, but...maybe I'm not the person to tell you. See you tomorrow, hopefully.
Take care,
Harry

When Hermione finished the letter she reached over and grabbed Pigwidgeon who was zooming around her room near the fan on the ceiling. She struggled to get Ron's letter off the stupid owl and when she finally pulled the letter off it ripped right down the middle. Grumbling, Hermione put the two pieces together and read Ron's letter.

Herm,
How are you? We're all good here at the Burrow. Can you meet Harry and I at Diagon Alley tomorrow at noon? We'll be staying at The Leaky Cauldron until my parents take us to King's Cross. You'll never guess what happened. Lavender wrote me a few weeks ago and invited me to her house. Well, I went over and while we were there...well, I'm sure you don't want the details but...we're dating now! I'm so happy. How are things with you and Krum? Harry still hates Cho but who'd blame him? She's a human water hose! Well, bye.
With love,
Ron

She rolled up the parchment thinking what the heck Ron saw in Lavender; she was a jerk! Hermione shook her head and then retrieved the letter from Viktor's owl. She unfolded the parchment and stared down at his letter. It was the shortest one he'd ever written her.

Hermione,
I just want to let you know that I love you with all my heart. I really care about you and you have changed me and taught me so much. Thank you. But I hate to do this, but the feelings just aren't there anymore. You're too young for me and I've met another girl, I really think she's the one. Thank you for helping me and hopefully we can still be pen pals.
Best wishes,
Viktor

Hermione's lip trembled as she finished the letter. She tried to hold in her tears but it didn't work. Before she knew it, she was a human water hose, just like Cho Chang. The pressure had built up like a wall and was now being forced out. Her parents were getting a divorce, her boyfriend of two years just dumped her for another girl. A prettier, smarter, better girl. She thought furiously. Hermione had now officially given up on love. There was no point to even try anymore. Love had failed her yet again.

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