Regret
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A/N Sorry if this isn't very good, i wrote it really quickly. Reviews are appreciated :D
When Hermione kissed Ron, the first thing she felt was regret. Regret that she was betraying the man she loved, regret that she had given Ron
false hope, because she could never love him as much as he loved her. She'd have to explain, after the battle. When all of this was over, she'd talk
to them both. She'd run the risk of losing them both, but it was the only thing for it. Then Hermione saw Fred. Fred, lying there, his face pale, his
eyes empty, a small smile still frozen on his face. She felt worse than she'd ever felt in her life. She couldn't apologise to him. She couldn't go to him
and beg for his forgiveness. It was Fred she loved, not Ron. But now she'd have to live with her mistake, have to tell Ron that she loved him, have to
accept that she was never going to see Fred again. She would never make him laugh, or see him smile, or throw her arms around his neck ever
again. And she would never kiss him again. And she could never tell him that she was sorry. Hermione had to live the rest of her life knowing that
she betrayed the one she loved.