The Granger Files

by embirsiphonelilathia

Loads of different drabbles about Hermione Granger. Will contain many different pairings and situations. Updated sporadically and I will accept requests and promps from readers. Rating to be safe. This is also where I'll post one-shots dedicated to review contest winners, so if you've won one check here to read it and review!

1. Burning Bridges

A/N:: Hey everyone.. Yeah I know I should be updating back again but I'm honestly just stuck.. Severely stuck on it. I've tried forcing out chapters but a lovely reviewer reminded that my best work happens when I let things come to me. So I apologise but hopefully this little drabble will improve your moods.

Disclaimer: Don't Own POTTER

She had dropped the match again, setting alight the path she traveled, she could feel the flames lick around her feet in a n almost delicious way. The heat was always there, tempting her to turn around and extinguish the flames.

Her feet were light and her pace slow as she moved away from the torrent of flames behind her. She knew some day she may regret what took place here, but right now, at this moment she couldn't have been any more at peace.

She was so sick of things that had happened. Sick of the lies, the fights, the excuses. But most of all she was sick of having to pretend. Pretend she cared about Quidditch, that she cared about the food his mum cooked, that she cared about what he though when it came to her job.

Nearly stumbling she crossed another bridge and for the sake of her nostalgia she looked back at the inferno behind her. The dots of eternal fires that scattered across her psyche. She closed her eyes and raised her hand again, clutched in her fingers was a wooden match and as her eyes opened once again she dropped the match and watched as the flames licked across the hard wood. It was a shame she had to burn that one, she'd miss her. She may not have been the best of friend but she had been better than nothing at all.

Turning around once more, her steps hastened just slightly as she walked along the dark path of bridges and rivers that ran through her mind. Without even a backwards glance she dropped another match, it seemed she was burning bridges once again.

:: This came to be when watching the show criminal minds, they always end the show with a quote, this time it was about burning bridges.. I got inspired and voila! I hope you enjoy it and as always remember reviews feed the muse!