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Hermione's secret
Hermione is walking to the Gryffindor-tower. She has a book in her hand. Even though Hermione might seem like a very good young lady who doesn't think about sex and boys she is still a teenage-girl with everything that goes with that. Also she has a secret that she hasn't told Ron or Harry and she feels that it's better that way. They wouldn't understans anyway, would they?
"Hello, Hermione!" says another girl as she walk past Hermione in the hallway.
"Hello, Isabella!" says Hermione.
"Hermione, want to share a cake with me?" says Ron, who's waiting outside the entrance to the common-room when Hermione arrive.
"Eh, thanks, Ron, but I gotta say no..." says Hermione.
"Is something wrong? Can I help?" says Ron in a friendly voice.
"No, not this time! It's a...how should I say? Eh...girl-problem and I'm pretty sure that you and Harry know nothing about those." says Hermione.
"I know nothing, but how do we know that Harry doesn't...?" says Ron.
"Harry's never had a real girlfriend before Ginny and it's not like he's an expert on girls." says Hermione in a hard tone.
"Okey! My bad..." says Ron.
Ron and Hermione enter the common room.
"Hey, there!" says Harry, who's already in there, drinking some tea.
"Hello, Harry!" says Hermione, trying to sound happy.
"Something wrong, Hermione?" says Harry.
"Girl-problem..." says Hermione without even looking at Harry.
"What's that exactly?" says Harry.
"I can't tell you. You two wouldn't understand." says Hermione.
"Okey..." says Harry.
"I'll go to bed..." says Hermione.
A few minutes later Hermione is in her bed. She's wearing a white bra and pink panties.
"What am I supposed to do? There's nobody who I can talk to about this." says Hermione to herself in a sad voice.
Hermione wipe away some tears from her face.
"I'm a strong girl. Strong girls don't cry." says Hermione to herself.
The next day Hermione is up early. She put on her dark jeans and a red t-shirt and her robe over it.
"There's gotta be someone who I can talk to. Someone who know how deal with this." says Hermione.
At breakfast, Harry sees how sad Hermione is.
"Do you still have girl-problems?" says Harry.
"Yes..." says Hermione.
"Seems like a big problem too. You haven't touched your food." says Ron, trying to hide his little smile.
"Not funny!" says Hermione in an angry tone.
"Ron, go easy on her!" says Harry.
"Sorry..." says Ron in a low voice.
"You're my friends and I owe you the truth." says Hermione.
"Okey, tell us, but if you don't want to you don't have to." says Harry.
"I do want to tell you. The thing is...I'm..." says Hermione.
"You're what...?" says Harry.
"Bisexual..." says Hermione.
"How do you know?" says Harry.
"I sometimes look at cute girls and when I do I get wet." says Hermione in a low voice.
"It's okey, Hermione. You're still you and I feel you're no less of a friend to me now than you were a few days ago." says Harry.
"Maybe, but it's weird." says Ron.
"Mr Ronald Weasley, you are a stupid pig with no mind for people's feelings!" says an angry Hermione as she pull out her wand and point it at Ron.
"Calm down!" says Harry.
"Okey..." says Hermione as she put away her wand again.
"Hermione, I'm sorry. I just don't test well and..." says Ron.
"Stop! What does that have to do with this?" says Hermione.
"Forget about it!" says Ron.
"I should have known that you wouldn't understand, Ron!" says Hermione.
Hermione stand up and is about to leave.
"Thanks for understanding, Harry. You're a gentleman." says Hermione with a smile.
"No problem, Hermione." says Harry.
The End.