A/n: Just a short little ficlet. I really don't know where this came from, I just started writing it, and this is what it is. Surprise ending! WOOHOO. Homophobes, beware. Reviews are appreciated. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: JK owns Potterdom. Lucky bitch...
Kill me now so I don't have to see her with him. Oh, well. I think that perhaps, eventually, my heart will tear apart completely, and I'll just die. Because everytime I see her with another new boyfriend, kissing him, holding his hand, my heart fractures just a little bit more for the fact that it isn't me.
I figure, one day, she'll come back to me. She loves me. She told me so. I know she does.
We talked about life, our ambitions, and love...I would do anything to steal her from Harry, to make her more than my very best friend just once more.
I can't get those nights in the dorm out of my head.
Kill me now, so I don't have to see her with him.
In public, she's my best friend...but in reality, I'm just Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley's 'experiment'.