This is Hermione reflecting on what happened between her, Harry, and Draco. It's really short, but I think it should stay like this. I don't think I'd be able to keep the commitment to continue it, so it should stay as it is.
Harry and Draco used to be friends. Ginny said she was meant for Harry, but Harry didn't like her.
I Could Have Avoided This
I could have avoided this. All this. I'm so stupid. My remedy for one was the other, and I guess I thought they'd never be into me, so all would be well. I'd thought my unattractiveness would get in the way. But it didn't.
When one would get mad at me or stop talking to me, I'd turn to the other. I didn't find it possible to live without talking to one. I didn't think I was doing any harm, jumping from one to the other. Just like me to play a game of leap frog.
They'd be shocked at first that I was now talking to them or they'd randomly owl me, but it always worked out. I thought the other would always be waiting for me, arms wide open. But not both. I didn't expect both to be waiting with open arms, saying "choose me".
Maybe I thought that it would be okay, jumping like this forever. Perhaps I thought I wouldn't damage their hearts, or mine for that matter. But I was oh so wrong.
So maybe I shouldn't have been surprised when he heard about me and the other. But I was. And he looked so dead. Suddenly, both were there. Both were present. It wasn't just one defender, one enemy, one best guy friend, it was two. Two. One too many. Maybe two too many.
They had such a good friendship. It would have lasted, and they'd both be going to the same school, but I had to ruin it. I had to butt in and fling myself at one then the other. And they hated each other. Competed with each other. And after that, everything was a competition.
Maybe I should have listened to her that she was meant for the other, that I wasn't meant for him. Things might have been different. But he didn't choose her. He chose me. Why? WHY?
I could have avoided this. All this. By just putting on my big-girl panties and not needing to talk to one of them. Try to forget them. But I'm in too deep. Way to deep. So only one question remains: Who?