Walking down the corridor with Regulus, Hermione saw Sirius. He seemed angry to see her. Remembering the last time they talked, well rather fought, she averted her gaze. It was all her fault. She was the one who hurt him. But then why did it feel like it was her heart that was being ripped out and shred into pieces. She had made a choice, and as she regarded Regulus, she knew that she didn't make a mistake. Afterall, she chose friendship. But it so bloody hurt to even try and let it go. She knew she'll be fine tomorrow. But today, it bloody hurt.