Hermione was looking out the window, with tears slowly falling out of her eyes. She looked out into the sunset, just gazing in the sinking sun, wit more tears falling out her eyes. Today was suppose to be the happiest day in Hermione's life, but she was not happy. Hermione was sitting there still gazing into the defeated sun, but this time no tears, her eyes were just filled with sorrow. Her face formed a hard tone, almost angry but still perplexed. Hermione thought "Enough is enough! I am not going to wait around for them any longer!"
Hermione got up, and walked to the kitchen. She saw her mother just sitting there stirring her tea. Hermione walked up to her mother and gave her a good warm hug.
"Mom I am fine, Don't worry about me. They will soon realize how wrong they were". Hermione soothingly said.
They both sat there in complete silence just stirring tea when Hermione's mother Jane spoke up.
"When do you go back to Hogwarts?" Jane asked Hermione.
"September 1st, next week" Hermione sighed as she answered with her eyes in tears.
"Are you sure you are okay honey?" asked Jane.
"Yes, mother I am. I don't even see than at all this year. I get my own dorm, remember?" softly spoke Hermione.
"Oh yes, is there no chance of them believing you?" asked Jane.
"No, mother. They had the chance of believing me. But they chose not to. Its their decision not mine." replied Hermione sternly.
Hermione really didn't want to talk about what happened with her best friends Harry, Ron, and that bitch Ginny. Hermione still can't figure out how Ginny even gathered up the proof. But all Harry and Ron said was that Ginny had shown them enough proof. No matter how much she begged then, all they said was to go away. Ron even called her a mudblood. Both Harry and Ron were as cold as ice. All the Weaseley's hate her now. Soon when she arrives to school most likely all the Gyffindor's will hate her as well. Hermione sighed, she has been looking like a broke down house these past weeks. Her hair was more frizzier than ever, her face was swollen with tears, her honey brown eyes were red, and her face was very pale and plastered with tears.
Hermione walked into the bathroom to look at the damage in her face. Hermione gasped as she caught her reflection in the mirror. Hermione was not ugly, but she looked like a wreak. Over the years in Hogwarts, Hermione's physical appearance has changed drastically, especially after her forth year at the Yule Ball. Hermione's hair which was wild and frizzy changed into clam and wavy. Hermione was slim but had curves in the right places, her face was the most beautiful part about her. Her face could light up the room. No doubt Hermione's physical appearance has changed. But Hermione wasn't the type to have a boyfriend, besides Victor Krum she never even dated a guy. Mostly Hermione just cared about her school work, her parents, and her best friends. No! Wait! Hermione used to care about her friends. Now she can't because she no longer has any friends. "They don't believe me. FINE. I can care less. Then can all rot in hell, see if I care" exclaimed Hermione. "I should be happy! I am Head Girl! I even get my own dorm, why should I worry about them?!? I will care less!" Hermione said to herself.