A/n: This is dedicated to my real life friends, Eula and Amary, because they both love Harry Potter, like I do. (Even though they don't support the Ron/Hermione pairing much)

"Hermione?"

I don't react to the voice, nor make any acknowledgement of the presence. I sit still, watching drop after drop after drop of rain fall from the dark sky. The sky is crying. And so am I.

"You okay?" Harry asks as he sits beside me.

I mutter a word that doesn't exist. Harry seems to understand though, because he stays quiet as the sky mirrors the emotions that are having a war inside of me.

"Am I despicable?" I asked, surprising myself with this sudden burst of confidence.

"Of course not." Harry replied. You see, that's just the kind of friend I need at times like this. Why couldn't I have fallen in love with him instead?

Even if he loves Ginny, I would be perfectly satisfied having a one-sided love with Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived.

That doesn't make me feel better though. Why? Because Ronald Weasley, the boy I love in reality, was making out with a certain Lavender Brown. Again. It's pretty obvious that he doesn't like me, but can't he at least avoid snogging in front of me while I'm concentrating on my Ancient Runes essay?

"You can tell him, you know," Harry advised. "So he can at least stop making out in front of you."

"I'd rather not," I replied quickly, not even bothering to think, because even if I spend four hours thinking about it, I'm pretty sure I'll come to the same conclusion. "I wouldn't want to ruin their little infatuation."

"Infatuation?" Harry asked, chuckling. "So you think their relationship wasn't made on true love."

"Yes."

We were quiet for a while. I found out I have stopped crying on the outside, but I was still crying inside. I wonder if that would make sense if I said it out loud. After all, a lot of things that make sense in your mind doesn't make sense when you say it.

"Why don't you look for someone else?" I knew he meant to be nice, but it hurt.

"I've tried," I managed to choke out, before the memories of Ron and Lavender's snogging invaded my mind and I started crying again.

"Hermione, why are you so mad?" Ron shouted, following me out of the Gryffindor common room.

"I don't know!" And I know I wasn't lying. Well, partly, that is.

"Hermione can't you stop stomping and listen to me for a second!"

I stopped walking—stomping, he describes. I didn't face him though. I knew that seeing his face, all worried and sad, would break me down to tears again.

His voice was definite. "Hermione, do you have a problem with me and Lavender?"

Before I could catch myself, an affirmation came out of my mouth and I dashed to the library as fast as I could, so before he can react to what I said, I would be fifty yards away from him.

Evading Ronald Weasley also meant evading all the Weasleys and trust me, it isn't easy. Fred and George, for example, are masters at tracking people down.

Fortunately, Cormac Mclaggen spotted me and began to talk. The Weasley twins knew that they'd each get a punch in the nose if they mentioned Ronald in front of him.

"Is something bothering you, Hermione?" I've just now noticed how nice Cormac is when he's not trying to kiss you under the mistletoe.

"Oh, I'm fine." I smiled at him. "Just a little tired, but fine, over all."

"That's good," He smiled back.

It was very awkward, since Cormac enjoys gazing at my face more than actually listening to what I say. But since I'm not in a right state of mind at the moment, I told him everything. How I loved Ron. How I hated him. How I hated Lavender. How I hated Ron and Lavender.

He seemed to have understood though, despite the cranky manner I used in telling the story. He offered me a few words of advice, but some of them weren't really helpful. It was obvious he hadn't been jealous for a long time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Hermione, but I need to go right now." Cormac excused himself, glancing at the clock.

"It's okay. I was going to go too anyway. I'm going to finish my Ancient Runes Essay since I was disturbed the first time I attempted to do it."

He smiled. "Good luck, then."

"Ron's looking for you, you know." Luna informed me.

"Let him look."

Luna frowned. Then, she spoke, "Hermione, if you really love someone—and I mean really, really—you should try to listen to him and try to understand how he feels. "

Luna and Neville is a couple now.

"I'll put that in mind," I said, though I wasn't really planning on putting it in my mind. "How are you and Neville, by the way?"

"Fine. Neville's really nice and caring," Luna complimented, having her usual dreamy face on. "He keeps insisting to kiss though."

That last statement surprised me. "You don't kiss?"

"Just rarely. When something that demands that kind of reaction appears." Luna says.

"Oh," was all I was able to say. If Ron and I were to become a couple—if—would he insist on kissing me or would he be like Luna?

"Hermione!"

I turned around and saw Ginny running up to me.

"Ginny?"

"Can you please go confess to my brother now, so he would break up with that filthy Lavender?" Ginny pleaded. "She's—She's messing him up! I swear, he's going mad."

Mad. The same word Ron described me as, even though its meaning was different. If we were both mad, would we be able to establish a romantic relationship? I've read of those kinds of relationships in Muggle books. Do they actually work in real life?

Wait a minute. What am I thinking? What is happening to me? Mad.

I wonder if I really am mad.

"Hermione!" Ginny's voice snapped me out from my thoughts.

"I can't—Ginny, you know I can't do that." I told her, even though I could if I wanted to.

Ginny frowned at me. There was disbelief in her eyes.

"I know you can," She said. "Don't you want them to break up? Almost everyone wants them to, you know? So, not only would you be doing yourself and Ron a favor, but you would also be doing a favor to everyone in Gryffindor."

"Ginny, not everyone in Gryffindor—"

"Most people in Gryffindor, then!" She said, rising her voice.

I was silent when she left.

A/n: That's all for now. :) I've already written chapter two, but I haven't edited it and proofread it yet, so I'd probably take some time with that, what with our exams coming up. (Wish me luck!)

What do you think? This is my first Harry Potter fanfiction and you would grant me a lot of happiness if you drop a review. :)