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Chapter one- The Difference of Summer

Anywhere. Hermione would go anywhere, anywhere to get away from where she was. Sitting staring at him. Staring at him loving another. His fingers entwining themselves in her hair, there lips touching in warm caressing movements. How she wished that for herself. But how tortured she was to watch this go on. How could he, he must know how she felt about him, he must. Could he really be so blind?

Ron deepened his kiss with Sarah as though in spite of Hermione. She watched in horror as the two went at it. Sarah was from a small town up north. She never went to Hogwarts and knew nothing of the area. But when her parents were killed in an attack by Voldemort, the Weasley family took her in to care for her until she was able to survive on her own. Naturally she was staying with them until the initial shock wore off.

Well the shock was taking much longer to go away then anyone expected. Sarah had been in the Weasley home for two months now. Mrs. Weasley of course took care of Sarah like a daughter and treated her perfectly. Sarah was kind of course. Hermione liked her right away when she met her the summer of her 7th year at Hogwarts. She was kind and respectable and treated Hermione as decently as anyone ever had. Hermione and Harry had come to stay for the summer at the Burrow. In that time Sarah and Hermione could even be called friends. They went for walks when it was sunny and talked late into the night.

Sarah was tall, maybe 5'8. Her hair was brown and wavy, a little longer then shoulder length. She had brilliant blue eyes that rivaled Hermione's dull brown ones. She was of course skinny, but not too boney and shown with radiance. Sarah was simply a beautiful girl.

But Sarah treads on thin water when she informed Hermione that she indeed had been eyeing Ron. This shocked Hermione but she tried to put it to the back of her mind. Yet the relationship blossomed and Sarah being a beautiful girl got the guy she wanted and Hermione was left with a broken heart.

Days passed and Hermione's only hope was that this summer Romance would fade out. But now the summer was halfway over and there relationship had not wavered. But how, Hermione wondered, did Sarah win Ron over so easily? Of course she was prettier then Hermione and easier to talk to. She didn't bury herself in books and she laughed with a flirtatious jest. She didn't argue with Ron like Hermione did. But still Hermione had been sure that her and Ron would get together. Ginny always talked about how much he talked about her. Ginny and Hermione would sit late into the night discussing boys and what not. At first Hermione refused to admit that she was interested in Ron, but Ginny knew it all along. Eventually she could deny it no longer. She made Ginny swear that she would keep it a secret, so far it had been kept.

Hermione watched the kissing couple with hatred, awe and jealousy. Ginny kept on giving Hermione small glances all through breakfast. How was Hermione supposed to eat with all this snoging being done at the table?

Ginny, Hermione, Ron, Sarah, Harry, Fred and George were all sitting around the kitchen table. Mr. Weasly was off doing work for the ministry and would not be home 'till late that night. Mrs. Weasly bustled around the kitchen as usual preparing all sorts of foods for her "children" to eat for breakfast.

"There we go, that should be enough," she stated, placing a colossal stack of pancakes in the center of the table. Fred and George waited for no one and dug right in. Meanwhile Harry, Hermione and Ginny helped themselves to any leftovers that didn't get in Fred and George's path. Ron and Sarah were too busy to even notice the food on the table.

"He must really like her mum." Fred said in between pancakes. "He hasn't even noticed the food!" Another giant bite entered his mouth barely leaving breathing room.

A sinking feeling entered the pit of Hermione's stomach.

"Well it's been wonderful but we better be off." George said shoving the last pancake victoriously into his mouth. He used his wand to direct the dishes over to the sink.

"Ahem," said Mrs. Weasley. "And what leave me to clean all your dirty dishes?" she said with her hands on her hips.

"Oh no, sorry mum." George pointed his wand at the dishes in the sink and they began scrubbing themselves. "Better go get to the shop, we have a new order of Sneezing Snuffle Creams coming in! Want to test them out before we shelve 'em."

There was a small 'pop' and Fred and George had vanished. Ron and Sarah, of course, hadn't noticed. Hermione sat disgusted.

She stared at the food on her plate and then back up at Ron and Sarah.

"I don't think I'm very hungry." Hermione pushed away her plate and quickly got out of her chair. She could feel the varying looks of the rest of the people at the table.

Harry looked up to see her go. He knew something was wrong, he could tell. Ginny looked annoyingly at Ron but then continued eating. It was only five minutes later that Ron even surfaced for air.

"So what's for breakfast?" he said smiling and rubbing his hands together. Ginny pushed the shortened stack of pancakes towards Ron, with distain. He took a gracious amount and dug in a similar fashion as his brothers. "They are quite good this morning mum." He said with a smile. Ron then looked around the table, "Where's Hermione?" he said finally noticing that something was different.

"She just left." said Ginny plainly.

"Doesn't she want food?" Ron asked.

"She did," She glared at him, "I have a feeling she doesn't anymore." Ginny left the table quickly, in a similar manner to Hermione, but not before sending her dishes to the sink as well. She ascended the stairs and entered her room that Hermione was sharing with her.

There was Hermione lying on her bed. Ginny walked over to her and sat down. The bed squeaked as it admitted her.

"What's wrong with me?" Hermione asked in a small voice.

"Wrong with you?" said Ginny confused. "Nothing is wrong with you, why would you think…"

"Why doesn't he like me?" she interrupted.

"Oh yes, that." Ginny said sheepishly. "Of course he likes you."

"That's not what I meant Gin and you know it."

"Aright alright! You know that I don't know much. I have already explained to you everything I know." She took a weary breath, "He's just confused. Ron's just…trying to discover what's right for him. You know that I always said that he talked about you all the time when you weren't here…"

"What does talking mean? He talks about Harry too, I'm sure he is not trying to date him!"

Ginny laughed at this but then quickly suppressed it after seeing the stern look on Hermione's face. "Look honestly, I think he is just trying this new girl out. Eventually he will get bored with her and move on."

"Oh so now I am just one in a line huh?" Hermione said with an increasingly annoyed tone.

Ginny opened her mouth to speak but then quickly closed it. Hermione was obviously not in a good mood. No matter what she said it was going to be shot down. There was no reason to force it so she just smiled.

"Well I'm going downstairs and you can sit up here and think it over. It's a beautiful day outside! Come get me if you need me." Ginny said in a cool voice. She was used to girl hysterics and this was no different. It was almost funny watching Hermione freak out over everything. Ginny began to walk out the door before turning around quickly and facing her friend lying on the bed, staring blankly at her." You know Hermione, it is summer, anything can happen." With that she left the room and closed the door behind her.

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