This takes place during their sixth year. I am trying to stay close to the same plot line of Half Blood Prince however there will be obvious differences, but I want the content of the characters to stay the same. This fic contains a lot of very graphic sexual content which is only meant to be read by people of maturity. If you don't like word porn don't read it. Thanks I'll enjoy hearing from all of you!
I OWN NOTHING FROM THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE
For Hermione Granger Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was her home. She loved the castle's stories and secret halls, having butterbeer in the common room with her best friends and helping Hagrid grow his prize winning pumpkins in the autumn. The thing that Hermione loved most about Hogwarts was the way that it proved to her she was special, as if it was only yesterday Hermione could recall every detail of when she found out she was a witch. Her life wasn't going to be the same as every other boring adult she ever met. Being at Hogwarts always made her feel whole again. Hogwarts always made her feel safe, wonderfully happy and like it was the missing puzzle piece to who she was.
This year however Hermione did not feel that Hogwarts had been too kind to her. The occurrences that started happening early this year forced Hermione to get in touch with her emotions and finally admit to herself the thing she had always pushed to the back of her mind. Ever since she was a young girl she had been unbelievably and hopelessly in love with her best friend Ronald Weasly.
But he had a girlfriend now. Lavender Brown. And there was nothing Hermione could do about it.
Her school books were clutched tightly to her chest as Hermione slowly walked up the marble staircase to the Gryffindor common room. Supper had ended already two hours ago but Hermione couldn't bring herself to head up to the common room straight away so she ended up where she always did; the library. But after a while she noticed that she clearly wasn't paying attention and had been reading the same sentence for over an hour.
She kept her head down and stared at her white keds tennis shoes. She stared at the slightly frayed laces, the grass stains that appeared since the last time they'd ran across the Hogwarts grounds to visit Hagrid and the tiny part of her gray socks that where visible. This had been her latest thing, focusing her attention on her shoes. Counting the stitches, making note of where they had scuffed and looking at the area she could see her toe beginning to start to peep out of. Granted, she should probably get new shoes but this was one of the only things that helped her ignore how much her heart hurt when she was alone.
Just get through the weekend. She thought. It's already 9 o'clock on Friday. If you make it until 11PM on Sunday you would've gone a whole week without crying!
That sudden thought almost brought tears to her eyes but she just took a deep breath and pushed the tears back as she reached the fat lady's portrait.
"Password" Ordered the fat lady dully.
"Pig snout" Hermione mumbled quietly.
Hermione stepped through the portrait hole and into the Gryffindor common room. She scanned the room to see that there weren't many people around tonight. There were four second and first year students playing exploding snap, and a few fourth year girls gossiping by the fire. She could see that Lavender and Ron where making out on one of the oversized leather chairs, and Harry was writing at one of the corner tables. It wasn't surprising the common room was so empty most of the older Hogwarts students go the parties that someone was always throwing on Friday and Saturday nights.
Harry put his quill to his lips thinking hard scrunching his eyebrows together looking around the common room as if the answer to his writers block would be on one of the faded brown bricks that lined the walls. His eyes suddenly locked with Hermione's and his face softened as he waved her over to the chair opposite him. Hermione smiled very halfheartedly but Harry knew that was the most she could muster. She walked briskly over to the table on the other side of the common room thankful that it was at a bit of distance from Ron and Lavender.
"Mione! I've been waiting for you to come up here all night, where've you've been?" Harry said as she set her books down on the table and slid into the only other chair at the table instantly brightening a bit.
"Oh, you know…I've just been…" Hermione trailed off debating what to tell Harry. She'd leaned on him so much since Ron started dating Lavender two weeks ago after the October quidditch game, true he had confined in her about his growing feelings for Ginny often but Hermione couldn't help feeling that if she talked of Ron too much Harry would grow tired of this and start to pull away. None of this was true of course, but she never fully believed Harry when he told Hermione that he'd intentionally pull away from her.
"You've just been wondering around for hours doing random shit hoping that they'd be at the party in the room of requirement by now?" Harry said nodding to Ron and Lavender who now looked like they were playing a very sloppy game of tonsil hockey.
Hermione couldn't help but let out a surprised chuckle. "How did you-"
Harry cut her off mid-sentence. "I dunno maybe because I was hoping that they'd be gone by now as well" Hermione smiled her beautiful sunshine smile that Harry hadn't seen since the beginning of the school year.
"Well how do you suppose I'm supposed to get this 12 inch parchment on love potions Slughorn's got us doing when Lavender's drowning in Ron's spit over there?"
Hermione quickly made an attempt at changing the subject. "Why aren't you in the room of requirement? I thought it was your duty as the chosen one to be there and be the person who does the most shots simply because of your competiveness?" She said teasingly but there was a slight bit of a judgmental tone to her voice. Hermione was never one to approve of the activities the boys got up to at these events.
"Ah, detention with Snape early tomorrow. It's gonna be painful enough I figured being hung-over as well would just make it pure hell." Harry looked down at his 10 inch roll of parchment and shrugged as he began screwing the lid on his bottle of ink.
"But you and I can still have fun tonight Harry" Hermione said cheerily touching his arm lightly.
"Of course! Gillyweed then?" Harry looked up from his parchment clearly amused by Hermione's 'deer in headlights' expression. "Kidding. Obviously." He added quickly with a smile.
"But…If you do use it without going in the water it can give you a great hig-"Harry started to say laughing but stopped quickly when Ron walked over to their table looking nervous.
"You comin' to the party tonight 'arry?" Ron said quickly leaning away from where Hermione was sitting clearly trying to avoid looking at her.
"Nah not for me thank you, I'm spending the rest of the night with Hermione."
"Oh." Said Ron sheepishly looking at his feet his ears growing increasingly red. "Cool." He opened his mouth looking like he was about to say something but then quickly stopped.
Suddenly Lavender bounced over immediately clinging to Ron's hand. "Come on Won Won! I want to get to the party!" She said leading him away eagerly and then looking over her shoulder to wave at Harry. "Tonight's the night!" She exclaimed excitedly into Ron's ear.
Hermione watched in horror as they disappeared through the hole that had the fat lady's portrait on the other side.
"H-harry…" Hermione began trying her hardest to keep her voice even and calm. "What did she mean by 'tonight's the night'?"
"Ummm…I dunno, probably nothing though" Harry replied choosing that particular moment to start cramming all his school supplies into his bag.
"Harry please. I know you know and I'm asking you to tell me the truth"
"Fine. I wouldn't have told you this but tonight's the night that they're going to….do it."
"Do what?" Asked Hermione who needed the exact specific answer. Harry couldn't tell if she actually didn't know what he was talking about or if she was just hoping she didn't.
"Ughh." Harry sighed closing his eyes and rubbing his temples pausing for a moment trying to think of how to put this delicately. But there was no way to do that. "….They're going to have sex tonight, Ron's going to lose his virginity." There was a small pause. Harry studied Hermione's face but it was emotionless and totally blank. Her eyes seemed misted over as she stared at a spot right above Harry's head.
"Oh! Well that's a relief!" Said Hermione lying through her teeth. "I thought it would be something bad…" She trailed off.
"Hermione, It's okay you can-"Harry said reaching out to her.
"Harry! Seriously I don't even care!" Hermione said so loudly and so brightly it caused some of the fourth year girls to look up from their tightly knit circle.
"But I actually just remembered that I forgot my notebook in the library so I'm going to head out" She said standing up so abruptly she moved the small table off center knocking half her books to the floor. Not bothering to pick them up Hermione hurried out of the common room as if it were on fire. "But umm… see you tomorrow. And honestly I'm fine so don't even worry" Hermione said loudly across the room at Harry smiling and disappeared through the portrait hole before Harry even had time to call out to her.
Hermione felt as though she'd been punched in the stomach. Her breaths where short and raspy and her eyesight quickly became blurry as she clumsily ran down the flights of stairs towards the library. She felt as though she was a whole another person entirely. Hermione never used to be an over emotional girl, in fact she used to find the girls who would get teary and obsess over boys rather silly and annoying. Do they not have a mind of their own? Hermione used to think after seeing all the relationship drama of the sixth year students.
Hermione skipped the last three steps as she arrived in front of the large double wooden doors with heavy brass handles. She threw open the doors which seemed to startle Madam Pince who was clearly alone in the still lit but growing dim library.
"Ugh." Madam Pince grumbled and then hiccupped, standing up and walking over to Hermione. She couldn't help but notice the strong smell of liquor coming from the librarian's direction. "I was just about to leave. What are you doing here? How long are you going to be here?" She said slurring her words.
But before Hermione could even answer Madam Pince shuffled around her robes pockets and threw a small hoop with two large brass keys strung threw it into her hands.
"I'm leaving. Lock up in twenty minutes." The librarian said stumbling away with a flask in her hand.
The heavy doors made a loud slam as Madam Pince left. Hermione never did process the surprising actions of the librarian that night, she could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks and she just wanted to go to the very back of the library and weep.
Hermione picked up a lantern from a nearby desk and began to walk like a zombie through the seemingly never ending shelves of books until she hit the iron gate of the restricted section. She held the large sturdy lock in her hand, looking down at the two brass keys curiously, she took the slightly larger more rusted key and slid it into the lock. With a pop the door creaked open and Hermione glided inside leaving the lock to dangle. Looking around the even more dimly lit area of the library. She immediately leaned up against the first bookshelf and sat down on the floor with her head in her hands.
She let out a loud scream. "This is so stupid! God! I hate him so much! Congratulations you found a girl who is completely oblivious to how much of an asshole you are so what do you do? Date her for TWO WEEKS and then go to shag her tonight!"
Hermione yelled to herself. "Do you even know what you've done Ronald?! I'm broken, it's all your fault and you couldn't even care less!"
She punched the bookshelf so hard she pulled her fist back shaking it a little looking down at her bloody knuckles where the hard and splintering wood had collided with her hand. "Why should I even care?" She paused, not realizing she was being listened to. "I mean it's no big deal anyways, it's just sex…human nature"
"That's exactly what I was just thinking Granger." Said an amused voice from outside of the restricted gate.
"Malfoy…?"