AN: Heyy soo this is gonna be a three part, or four idk yet. I'll be uploading a new chapter for The Four of Us before September hopefully. And i have a few ideas for oneshots so ill ttyl. Review please:D I own nothing:D
What We Really Needed
I folded over the corner of the book I had been reading, sighed, and nuzzled my head into my boyfriend's warm and familiar chest. The common room had almost emptied out and we were practically alone. The only people that were still here were Fred and George but they looked ready for bed soon, so I took this advantage to cozy up to my spectacular boyfriend of six months.
She had started dating Seamus Finnigan at the beginning of sixth year. It was simple, he had asked her to the three broomsticks during their first Hogsmeade visit and she obliged. The last few months had been absolute bliss except for one tiny exception. Hermione put that out of her mind and faced Seamus.
She noticed that they were now completely alone and she immediately blushed. The clock on the wall read 1:07 and tomorrow was Saturday she had no reason to get to bed early. Seamus looked up at her too and smiled sheepishly.
"You look very beautiful right now and I feel very tempted to kiss you," Seamus said with a cute little smile.
"Then in that case I might let you," she replied and leaned in to kiss Seamus full force.
Every time that their lips touched Hermione felt as if little fireworks were going off. Seamus pulled Hermione up to a sitting position and she straddled him, wrapping her legs around his chiselled torso. He moved his hands to the small of her back and she ran her fingers through his hair. They fell over quite soon after that and Hermione was lying on top of Seamus. Things got hot and heavy very fast.
They were so engrossed in each other they hardly noticed when the portrait hole opened up. Hermione however did here the little cough though that came a few seconds afterwards. They sat up quickly and straightened their clothes and Hermione tried to smooth her hair, she could practically feel her lips puff up from the steamy make out session.
Standing in front of them was Ron Weasley and Lavender Brown. They were in much the same state that Hermione and Seamus were, and Hermione took no time noticing the huge hicky that was on Lavender's neck. They all just stared at each other for a few seconds and then Hermione stood up.
"Well I'm heading to bed goodnight everyone," she said in a steady tone that made it seem like she was keeping something bottled up inside of her. She kissed Seamus on the forehead and practically ran up the stairs to her dormitory.
Hermione quickly changed into her pyjamas and grabbed a book. She read for a bit but she couldn't stop herself from letting a few tears slide down her face. She had tried so hard to push back the worst memories she had but somehow they always seemed to crawl back up from the deep. Hermione thought back all those months ago.
It was the sixteenth of September. Gryffindor had just won their first Quidditch match of the season, with Ron as the new keeper of course. Ron had made some amazing saves and Hermione wanted to tell him how she felt so much that it hurt her. She planned to tell him as soon as she got back to the common room but of course nothing ever works out the way Hermione wants it too.
She walked through the portrait hole confidently and she even had a slight spring to her step. She saw the celebrations and thought that it would be perfect, nobody could over here them or get in the way. She saw Ron at the centre and he was positively beaming. Then everything came crashing down around Hermione.
Lavender Brown, one of the most beautiful girls in their year, grabbed Ron by the front of his shirt and kissed him full on the mouth. Everyone was cheering loudly and clapping. Tears started to well up and she knew she had to leave quickly before the waterworks started. Hermione tore down corridors until she found a deserted one with an unused empty classroom. She sat down on a bench off to the side and completely broke down.
Why had she been so stupid to think someone so incredible like Ron would ever like a plain ordinary girl like her? Especially now that he had Lavender Brown. Hermione had gotten her hopes up for absolutely nothing, she was surely delusional to imagine her hand entwined with his. She had had her heartbroken and she had no idea how to fix it.
Harry found her shortly after. He wrapped his arms around her and it made her feel a lot better to know she had the best friend she could ask for. She obviously realized that Harry knew exactly how she felt. The way he looked at Ginny when she was with Dean, the longing in his eyes, she knew the look well. She felt like she didn't want to do anything ever again.
When Hermione thought things couldn't possibly get worse they did. Lavender burst through the door with Ron in tow. They seemed to be searching for a more private place to "carry on." Hermione stood up and said defiantly, "Don't ever speak to me again, Ron." She hadn't spoken to him in 8 months.
Hermione left the room but she left her heart there, for him. He had stolen it a long time ago and she had absolutely no idea on how to get it back.
2 weeks later Seamus asked her out.