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It was okay at the beginning, the loneliness. At first, Hermione could handle it. She was okay with the constant bragging of gifts from people and the kissing all around her and the pitiful looks when spotted by herself. It was fine. But as the weeks dragged by, it was becoming harder to ignore the hole in her heart. It was becoming more difficult to keep the tears in and hold her ground. Hermione didn't like being alone. Not one bit.
Hermiobe couldn't help but feel alone, Ron was still dating Lavender, Harry had found the courage to ask out Ginny, Fred and George were going out with Katie and Angelina, Luna and Neville had been forced together by the Parvati twins who were dating some other sixth year Hufflepuffs and Dean and Seamus had finally confessed to each other. In short, the people that mattered most to Hermione had left her and she hardly saw any of them anymore.
Lone good thing that has happened this year was that the Slytherins and the Griffendore's had begun to try and stop fighting all of the time. Hermione guessed this was because everyone had eventually realised that there was absolutely no point in continuing acting like babies. Although, Pansy still makes the odd comment now and then but that's it.
Tears began to well up in her eyes as she thought of the scenes that would be awaiting her if she walked back into the Griffendore common room. She had gotten fed up of watching the endless public displays of affection and had left, not wanting to suffer any more. She had escaped and was close to the library when she turned around the last corner to the right and bumped into someone.
Hermione quickly apologised and tried to walk away when an aged fami,Har voice rang in her ears, "Miss Granger, might I ask where you are going and why you are crying?" Hermione wiped away the few falling tears and turned to face Professor Dumbledore, "I-it's nothing, I'm fine" she tried to convince him with a forced smile but even Hermione had little confidence it would work against him. She heard him sigh and looked up from the floor when he touched her shoulder, "Why don't we go to my office do we can talk about your troubles hmm?".
Hermione didn't really want to but it would buy her some time away from the other sixth years should they realise her missing and look for her or wander around and see her by herself again. Making her mind up, she nodded and followed after the Headmaster as he walked away to his office. The journey there was uneventful with little talk but Hermione didn't really want to talk at the moment, anyone could hear.
It didn't take long to get to Professor Dumbledore's office and when they got there, she was asked, "Lemon drop?". Hermione politely refused the offer and sat down in the chair in front of his desk, facing him. He had a brighter twinkle in his eye and an almost sort of knowing look on his face. He made a motion with his hand to tell Hermione to start talking. She explained, "Professor, I know it's selfish of me to feel this way and I know it isn't really fair on my friends to make them see me like this but...I'm lonely. I feel as though I have nobody there for me and I feel upset and jealous every time I see a couple walk past...I feel confused why they get to be so happy and I don't"
Hermione paused for a moment and fiddled with the red sleeves of her jumper before continuing, "I just want to be loved...". There was a silence between the two and Hermione felt as though it wasn't quite the answer Professor Dumbledore was expecting her to say. He probably thought what everyone else dud and that she was upset because Ron was going out with Lavender and not her. But no, she was happy Ron had found someone to love all of his wierd, disturbing quirks and she also had nothing against Lavender. Hermione was just jealous of their relationship, nothing else.
Hermione didn't even like Ron. Hell, she didn't even like boys! She had another secret that she tried so hard to keep to herself. She was a lesbian but strange,y she had never had a crush on any of the girls that she had seen at Hogwarts. But that was probably because by the time she had figured out her sexuality, the girls were all classed as her sisters rather than friends. But Germione was afraid that if her secret was to slip out, her sisters would reject her and think she was a wierdo and a pervert for not saying before. They would most likely want nothing to do with her. Ever again.
Hermione looked up to Professor Dumbledore and saw him with a thoughtful expression on his aged face, it wasn't uncommon to see him like this but she had never seen him this deep in thought. It was almost like he had forgotten she was in the room with him. He must have reached a conclusion to his wandering thoughts as the twinkle in his eye shined brighter than before.
Hermione jumped a bit as he suddenly swivelled his head around to face her. He looked her in the eye and smiled before saying, "Well, the answer you gave me was not what I was expecting but I'm sure you knew that. I'm afraid I can't really help you on this one but just remember that they are still your friends even if they aren't there as much as they used to be. Everyone starts separating as they age, no jokes regarding my age will be necessary thank you, so it's probably going to blow over in a few weeks. Don't you worry my dear, now I'm sure Hagrid is in need of an assistant as of now".
With that he had practically kicked Hermione put of the door and into the corridor. Hermione huffed but started walking towards Hagrid's hut anyway. Belfry entering the small house, she patted Buckbeak on the head and he butted his beak against her hip in his form of greeting. She smiled as he let out a screech of joy when she fed him a dead rodent hanging on a nearby line of string. Hermione scratched his head once more before knocking and entering Hagrid's hut. He started the conversation with a quick greeting before telling her that since she was here she could accompany him on a trip into the forbidden forest to collect some herbs that had a really hard name to pronounce.
Hermione smiled as Hagrid began his usual rambling of stories he had of other animals he had 'collected' in his youth while Fang gave the odd slobbery lick to her hand as he walked by her side. As it was only noon, the trip into the Forbidden forest was much more pleasing than expected with all of the light illuminating the trees and wildlife around the trio. Both Hagrid and Hermione froze as the sound of a tree branch snapping echoed in the forest, coming from behind them.