A/N: this is the h/hr version of my fic "Tragedy of Love." It used to be a r/hr fic, but I got like a hundred flames for only one chapter, so I'm trying a new group of ppl to read it.

Tragedy of Love

Hermione was like seriously sad.

You wanna why? I'll tell you why!

She was sad cuz harry was going out with Ginny weaseley. Hermione just couldn't get why. ginny was totally uglier than her and she was super flat too. Didn't Harry have any taste? UGH!! She was such an ugly hooker. Everyone knows that redheads are ugly as hell.

Hermione sigheded as she turned a page in her magic book. She figured she was gonna leave the library so she closed it and a bunch of dust came out of it and got all over her hair! Jeez why the heck did the fricking books have to be so old?

As she got out of the library, she mad e a decision. She was gonna tell harry how big of a flatchested slutbag Ginny Weasely was. She started looking for harry all over the castle but after four hours (not joking) she couldn't find him! Where could he be?!

All of a sudden in the hallway she bumped into a black guy.

"Yo,Hermione!" he said, and he pushed her.

"Neville is that you?" she said, staring at the black guy's face. It totally looked like nevilly only black!

"Yeah, so?" he said.

"What happened to you? Did you get stuck in one of the ovens in the kitchens again? You look burned!"

"No Harry just done turned me black, yo!" he said.

"Harry?" her mione said excitedly. "Have you seen him Neville?"

"I'll tell you if you if give me some damn lotion, " he said, "ma hands & knees is ashy as hell."

"yeah sure." Hermione said. She took out her trusty extra extra large Magic Johnson's Baby Lotion bottle out of her purse that she always carried around for emergencies like these.

He took the lotion and put it all over himself and his areas.

"So where's Harry?"

"Get outta ma way bitch!" he said, and he threw the bottle at her face and then it kind of cracked open just as it hit her matrix style and her head was covered in lotion like a split second later. Neville left her in the hallway and she felt so alone.

She decided that she was gonna take a walk around the lake. So she went.

She ad been walking around the thing for like fifty three minutes when all of a sudden she heard a voice.

"Hermione, Hermione Hermione!"

She turned around to see Harry running towards her.

"What is it Harry? She said panicking. "Is Voldermort here?"

"No, no!" he said dramatically. "It's just that I've had a realization!"

"What is it, what is it?" she said.

"I don't love Ginny Hermione," he said, "I have a confession!"

"What Harry?" she said softly.

"Hermione," he said, "the truth is . . . "

"Yeah, yeah?"

"Hermione I lo—"

But just then a tragedy happened. All of a sudden, one of the buses from Hogwarts's newly installed bus system came up from behind and ranned Harry over. He fell limply to the pavement.

"Harryyyy!!" Hermione wailed. "NOooo!"

But so she learned. It was a tragedy. . .of love.