Heartache
"Go," Hermione said listlessly.
"No, Hermione, you don't un—"
"Oh I understand alright! What do you take me for, an idiot?!" her voice went uncontrollably loud.
Harry took her hands in his. "Just listen, would you?"
"No." she replied, glaring. She snatched her hands out of his grasp. "Just...just go."
Since 5th year ended at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry had admitted to Hermione that he liked her ever since the kiss back at the end of year 4. The two had been dating for a month into the 6th year of Hogwarts, including the summer vacation.
"I love only you," Harry had said countless times, and Hermione took for it. Until one night when all changed. Hermione caught Harry kissing Ron's little sister. It was altogether too much for her to bear. She cornered him in the Gryffindor commonroom late at night.
"I won't do that again," Harry repeated, "I promise." Hermione laughed a false laugh. "See this?" she took a lock of shiny straight hair between her fingers. It was the colour of deep caramel, with a touch of natural highlights. "You know h-how much I spent to get my hair like th-this?" she shook her head, still smiling, though she happy was the last emotion on her mind. "Guess it's better if I go back to bushy, huh?"
"No," replied Harry, somber-faced, "Now, lets just not get upset here—"
"Get upset?" Hermione turned on him. "How dare you talk about not being upset? HOW COULD I NOT BE UPSET?! HUH? YOU TELL ME THAT!! Hermione's voice was rising faster than she could control. Her anger swelled up. All she could think about was how he had betrayed her. "I TRUSTED YOU!"
"Don't be mad, I—" Harry began. But Hermione cut him off. "HOW COULD I NOT BE MAD? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!" Hermione felt her face burn with fury. She took deep shuddering breathes, until her mood calmed down a bit. "You know what Harry? Just go."
"I can't leave you here.." Harry reasoned.
"I told you to go"
"No," his answer was flat. Harry approached her. "I won't"
"Didn't you hear me?" Hermione looked sideways at him.
"Yes, but let me explain—"
"Just GO!" Hermione screamed, tears rolling down her scarlet cheeks. She brought her hands back—SMACK!
Harry's head snapped to the side. He put his hands to his cheeks, and looked at Hermione with utter shock.
Hermione's sobs hit the night sky at full volume. "G-GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" she shouted through a flow of tears. Thumping footsteps approached. The door flew open. Parvati, Lavender, Ginny, and Luna hurried in, closely followed by Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean.
"What's wrong?" asked Pavarti urgently, running over to Hermione. Hermione covered her face and went on crying. "Tell me, what happened?" Pavarti pleaded.
"You know, you arn't going to discover anything if she keeps her face hidden," observed Luna.
Parvati nodded. She took hold of Hermione's arm and attempted to pry her hands from her face.
"Don't kill the girl either," warned Luna.
"You guys aren't helping," said Ginny. "Let me talk to her."
Ginny stood beside Hermione, "What's wrong?"
Hermione sniffled through her fingers.
Ron spoke. "Must have something to do with Harry,"
Hermione's sobs deteriorated.
"That's a yes, right?" asked Neville.
Slowly, Hermione slipped her hands down from her face.
"Oh dear god!" exclaimed Lavender. "You look dreadful!"
"Oh yeah," agreed Seamus, "All red in the cheeks"
"Shuddup!" Ron said. "We could live without your crummy jokes."
Seamus heeded him and fell silent.
Parvati hugged Hermione. "What happened?"
Hermione sniffed and glared Harry's way. "Just get him outta here..."
Ginny went purple. "Oh, I'm so sorry Hermione!" she cried. "This is all my fault should—I should of.. "
"Forget it," Hermione said tiredly. "It's too late anyway."
Dean shuffled his feet. "Er.. since I didn't really say anything, I'll just... get him outta here.." he went over to Harry. "C'mon Harry, you'd better go."
Harry nodded, head down. He walked to the door, took one last look at Hermione, and walked out.
"You gonna be okay now, Hermione?" Ron asked. "I mean, I'd better go after him in case he does anything stupid."
"Yeah, you're right." Hermione murmured. "Thanks for coming."
Dean and Seamus got up to leave too.
"Cheer up," said Dean.
Lavender gave him a look that made him say, "Uhh, I mean, feel better."
After awhile, the girls started leaving too.
"It's gonna be alright, Hermione," Parvati said.
"We'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Lavender added.
Hermione nodded. Ginny dragged herself to the door.
"Ginny, wait."
She stopped.
"You like Harry a lot?" she felt stupid asking the question.
Ginny bit her nails, and Hermione could tell she was trying not to cry.
"It's alright, if you like him, then I'm happy for you."
Ginny gave a small sob and dropped to Hermione's side. "I'm s-sorry.. it's just th-that..."
"It's alright, I understand," Hermione said calmly. But she was dying inside.
"You sure?"
"Yes," Hermione forced a smile.
"I'm really sorry," Ginny said again.
Hermione shook her head. "Don't be. You be happy now."
Ginny smiled through her tears. "Thanks. Thanks a lot. For understanding." With that, she walked out, leaving Hermione alone in the dark of the night.
"Go," Hermione said listlessly.
"No, Hermione, you don't un—"
"Oh I understand alright! What do you take me for, an idiot?!" her voice went uncontrollably loud.
Harry took her hands in his. "Just listen, would you?"
"No." she replied, glaring. She snatched her hands out of his grasp. "Just...just go."
Since 5th year ended at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry had admitted to Hermione that he liked her ever since the kiss back at the end of year 4. The two had been dating for a month into the 6th year of Hogwarts, including the summer vacation.
"I love only you," Harry had said countless times, and Hermione took for it. Until one night when all changed. Hermione caught Harry kissing Ron's little sister. It was altogether too much for her to bear. She cornered him in the Gryffindor commonroom late at night.
"I won't do that again," Harry repeated, "I promise." Hermione laughed a false laugh. "See this?" she took a lock of shiny straight hair between her fingers. It was the colour of deep caramel, with a touch of natural highlights. "You know h-how much I spent to get my hair like th-this?" she shook her head, still smiling, though she happy was the last emotion on her mind. "Guess it's better if I go back to bushy, huh?"
"No," replied Harry, somber-faced, "Now, lets just not get upset here—"
"Get upset?" Hermione turned on him. "How dare you talk about not being upset? HOW COULD I NOT BE UPSET?! HUH? YOU TELL ME THAT!! Hermione's voice was rising faster than she could control. Her anger swelled up. All she could think about was how he had betrayed her. "I TRUSTED YOU!"
"Don't be mad, I—" Harry began. But Hermione cut him off. "HOW COULD I NOT BE MAD? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!" Hermione felt her face burn with fury. She took deep shuddering breathes, until her mood calmed down a bit. "You know what Harry? Just go."
"I can't leave you here.." Harry reasoned.
"I told you to go"
"No," his answer was flat. Harry approached her. "I won't"
"Didn't you hear me?" Hermione looked sideways at him.
"Yes, but let me explain—"
"Just GO!" Hermione screamed, tears rolling down her scarlet cheeks. She brought her hands back—SMACK!
Harry's head snapped to the side. He put his hands to his cheeks, and looked at Hermione with utter shock.
Hermione's sobs hit the night sky at full volume. "G-GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" she shouted through a flow of tears. Thumping footsteps approached. The door flew open. Parvati, Lavender, Ginny, and Luna hurried in, closely followed by Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean.
"What's wrong?" asked Pavarti urgently, running over to Hermione. Hermione covered her face and went on crying. "Tell me, what happened?" Pavarti pleaded.
"You know, you arn't going to discover anything if she keeps her face hidden," observed Luna.
Parvati nodded. She took hold of Hermione's arm and attempted to pry her hands from her face.
"Don't kill the girl either," warned Luna.
"You guys aren't helping," said Ginny. "Let me talk to her."
Ginny stood beside Hermione, "What's wrong?"
Hermione sniffled through her fingers.
Ron spoke. "Must have something to do with Harry,"
Hermione's sobs deteriorated.
"That's a yes, right?" asked Neville.
Slowly, Hermione slipped her hands down from her face.
"Oh dear god!" exclaimed Lavender. "You look dreadful!"
"Oh yeah," agreed Seamus, "All red in the cheeks"
"Shuddup!" Ron said. "We could live without your crummy jokes."
Seamus heeded him and fell silent.
Parvati hugged Hermione. "What happened?"
Hermione sniffed and glared Harry's way. "Just get him outta here..."
Ginny went purple. "Oh, I'm so sorry Hermione!" she cried. "This is all my fault should—I should of.. "
"Forget it," Hermione said tiredly. "It's too late anyway."
Dean shuffled his feet. "Er.. since I didn't really say anything, I'll just... get him outta here.." he went over to Harry. "C'mon Harry, you'd better go."
Harry nodded, head down. He walked to the door, took one last look at Hermione, and walked out.
"You gonna be okay now, Hermione?" Ron asked. "I mean, I'd better go after him in case he does anything stupid."
"Yeah, you're right." Hermione murmured. "Thanks for coming."
Dean and Seamus got up to leave too.
"Cheer up," said Dean.
Lavender gave him a look that made him say, "Uhh, I mean, feel better."
After awhile, the girls started leaving too.
"It's gonna be alright, Hermione," Parvati said.
"We'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Lavender added.
Hermione nodded. Ginny dragged herself to the door.
"Ginny, wait."
She stopped.
"You like Harry a lot?" she felt stupid asking the question.
Ginny bit her nails, and Hermione could tell she was trying not to cry.
"It's alright, if you like him, then I'm happy for you."
Ginny gave a small sob and dropped to Hermione's side. "I'm s-sorry.. it's just th-that..."
"It's alright, I understand," Hermione said calmly. But she was dying inside.
"You sure?"
"Yes," Hermione forced a smile.
"I'm really sorry," Ginny said again.
Hermione shook her head. "Don't be. You be happy now."
Ginny smiled through her tears. "Thanks. Thanks a lot. For understanding." With that, she walked out, leaving Hermione alone in the dark of the night.