Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling created this world and owns all the names and characters in it; I am a humble teenager who is scared of lawyers and don't wish to break any laws.

I know I should be working on the sequel of MLBH but this has been nagging at me for sometime now so I'm gonna go ahead and write it!

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The air seemed heavy. She found it difficult to breathe. The stars above her twinkled, as if mocking her. A muggle quote popped into her head.

Star Light, Star Bright,
I wish you may,
I wish you might.
Grant me my wish
that I wish to night.

"I wish someone would love me!" She yelled her voice hoarse from crying. She ran a hand through her dishevelled hair, tousling it further.

Tears began to blur her vision, she could no longer see where she was going. She could no longer see the stars.

She stumbled and tripped on the long material of her gown, cursing she continued forward blindly. The events of the evening filling her mind.

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"Do you really think he'll like it?" She asked turning to the red headed girl beside her.

"I know my brother can be a bit thick," she laughed, "but he would have to be a complete and utter idiot not to notice you in this dress! You look beautiful Mione."

"Thanks Ginny" Hermione said sighing softly "Tonight's really gonna be a night to remember!"

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Hermione entered the common room nervously. Only Harry and Ron remained, everyone else had already headed down. Both their mouths dropped open in surprise, 'Well,' Hermione thought 'they've only seen me like this once before.'

Ginny had worked wonders. She devoted all afternoon to taming Hermione's unruly curls. She used three bottles of slekseys and two charms, but guaranteed it would last longer than before. She had then made Hermione up, her eyes were accentuated with brown eye liner and mascara, and just a touch of sliver eye shadow on the lids. Her lips were just a shade brighter than normal, and her cheeks just a little more pink. Hermione could not believe the subtle difference it made to her whole face. Making it look less round and babyish.

Her dress was a pale gold. It clung to her every curve perfectly. The silky, flowing material seemed to simmer even though she was not moving, making her look graceful even in stillness.

It was simple and elegant. Ginny couldn't believe it was made by muggles. Hermione had wanted to play the jewellery down, saying the dress spoke for itself. Ginny reluctantly agreed choosing a delicate emerald teardrop pendant, it, like the dress was simple and would look great considering the dress was strapless.

Hermione redid the concealment charm that was on her time-turner bracelet, deciding it would be too risky to leave it unattended in her room.

Ginny herself was wearing a light blue halter neck dress, with simple silver jewellery.

Both boys held their arms out to their respective girls escorting them to the great hall.

Instead of the usual Halloween feast Hermione, head girl and Terry Boot, head boy, decided on a ball.

The décor was amazing, the band was amazing and refreshments were amazing. Everything was amazingly perfect, that was until Hermione found Ron tangled up in a steamy embrace with a Hufflepuff prefect.

She didn't alert them to her presence. She didn't want to give Ron the satisfaction of knowing his infidelity got to her. She couldn't exactly say he was cheating as they weren't going out but he knew – everyone knew- that she liked him since second year.

She didn't know how to react. She drifted around in a numb daze blocking out the feelings of hurt, betrayal, anger, resentment and amazingly love.

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She roughly wiped her tears away. She would not cry over him. She would not take the pain anymore. He always did it to her. The one who she loved and trusted inexplicably. In some form her would hurt or betray her every year.

But she still loved the bastard. She wanted to tear her heart out of her chest.

She was by the lake now. She tore the strappy high heels from her feet before scrambling up a large rock. Her dress ripped in several places but she didn't care.

Hermione sat upon the rock, wind whipping around her. Though she wore no jacket she didn't feel cold. She sat there for hours, back in her numb state. Slowly she turned her head to look at the still blackness of the lake. It looked so calm, so peaceful. It was everything she wanted to be. She shuffled nearer to the edge of the boulder. Dangling her legs off the side she slowly released her grip of the rock.

She slid gracefully into the icy depths of the lake welcoming the enveloping darkness.

The thought that popped into her head was a rather strange one 'What a shame I could only spend one month in my head girl suite.'

She sunk lower and lower into the murky water. Her mind letting go while her body protested. The lack of oxygen was beginning to get to it. She began flailing about involuntarily. She wished her body would stop, and accept the fact that an end had come. It refused to.

Her wrist smashed off of a stone. A small explosion took place beneath the water causing the surface of the lake to ripple. Hermione felt herself being dragged upwards. She felt a burst of anger which was quickly replaced by that strange haunting calm.

Suddenly she was above the surface. She felt the air on her face, she couldn't help but feel slightly happy. Even if she hadn't succeeded in killing herself someone had cared enough to rescue her.

Hermione felt herself being half carried half dragged onto land.

"Who is she?" asked a voice

"Somebody get a professor. Quickly!" said another

"James do something!" screamed a female voice.

Hermione opened her eyes, a face was peering down at her. "Harry?" she gasped coughing up water. She struggled to sit up wincing when she tried to use her left hand. She looked at the faces around her and did a double take.

Her eyes widened.

"No!" She spluttered "It can't be." Hermione closed her eyes and shook her head. Upon reopening them she looked straight into the eyes of a seventeen year old Sirius Black.

Her head swam and then she fainted.

"See James," laughed a voice "I told you girls just faint at the sight of me!"

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A/N: So..What do you think of the first chapter of ETLF? It's my first attempt of writing a fic involving the Marauders though I've read many!

Please Review and let me know what you think!