Break My Heart No More Chapter 1: Just Another Bad Day, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: So you all know I don't own any of these people. They all belong to JK Rowling. Even though I do wish I owned Rupert Grint. Hmm. That would be nice.

Chapter One: Just Another Bad Day

"Ring"

"Hi you've reached Hermione Granger. I'm not home right now but leave a message and I'll be sure to call you back… Unless of course you are my LYING-GOOD-FOR-NOTHING-ASSHOLE-CHEATING-EXBOYFRIEND. Then never call me back. Goodbye."

"… Hermione…. It's Justin your good for nothing lying cheating asshole of an ex-boyfriend. Hermione baby, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. She met nothing to me. You know that. Listen. Please call me. I'm go-"

"Ring"

".. The machine cut me off. Listen I'm going crazy. Please forgive me. I'll do anything… I… I love you. Please call me…. Please Hermione. Think about what we've been through. Three years Hermione, three years Please just think this through, we're suppose to get married next week Mione. Throwing me out of the apartment is a little much. Just call me. Please."

"Ring"

"Hey Herms it's Gin. Interesting message by the way. Look Hermione it's been a week. Justin was a git, you know that. Hey let's get something to eat, Harry said he would watch James. Now I know why they call it the terrible twos. I swear sometimes that boy drives me up the wall. Anyways! I'll be there in thirty minutes. Don't mess with me. Don't forget I'm pregnant and hormonal. I'm thinking Japanese?"

Thirty minutes later Ginny popped out of Hermione's fireplace just as she had promised. Looking around the spacious living room Ginny was surprised at what she saw. The place was.. well… clean. Hermione had long ago dropped her habit of organizing everything and only cleaned when she was upset. The apartment she had shared with her fiancée Justin had never been dirty, but it was never this clean. AT the moment it t was spotless, and that scared Ginny.

"Hermione" Ginny called walking from the white living room into the small kitchen decorated in yellow. No Hermione there. 'Oh my' Ginny thought, 'the kitchen is even cleaner than the living room'. Now Ginny was becoming worried. 'Where is that girl?' As Ginny left the kitchen and began her way down the hall she began to walk a bit faster. As she neared the bedroom door she could hear a whimper come from inside. Ginny gasped when she opened the door and finally found her best friend.

Hermione was curled into a fetal position lying on the ground, her face was red and puffy from days of crying, her hair was a tangled and dirty, and she was wearing a pair of Justin's boxers and his college sweater. Her sobs only grew when she looked up and met Ginny's eyes. "Oh Gin" she whispered, "Why? Why would he do this to me after three years? Three bloody years! We're supposed to be getting married and he's banging his secretary! For a year Gin. A whole year." Ginny knew how to fix this.

Two hours passed and the two girls were now seated at Hermione's kitchen table, a gallon of ice cream in the middle and each holding a spoon. The hours had seemed to fly by as the girls discussed the last few years of their lives; Ginny and Harry's wedding, James' birth, Snape becoming headmaster of Hogwarts, and even the night the two girls had met Justin McGreggor at a wizard bar in London. The same Justin McGreggor who had created such happiness and grief in the last three years of Hermione's life. The very same Justin McGreggor who Hermione had thrown from her apartment just a week before, after his pregnant secretary had called their home demanding child support.

"I should have known," Hermione muttered stuffing another mouthful of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream into her mouth, "the signs were all there. Working late at night. Getting 'emergency' calls from the office in the middle of the night and having to run off. I mean he sells broom sticks for Merlin's sake. What kind of emergency could there have been? I guess I just wanted to ignore it hoping it would stop".

"Don't blame yourself," Ginny said narrowing her eyes, "this is him Hermione. It's all his fault. Think of everything you gave up for him. You are an amazing writer Hermione, and you had an awesome chance to go to New York and write for a huge magazine. But you gave up that chance for him. You didn't do this Herms. Don't ever blame yourself! You were the perfect girlfriend. "

"Okay Gin, I got it." Hermione rolled her tear filled eyes in a dramatic fashion. "Bloody git."

"There we go! That's more like it," Ginny said jumping from her seat, "Now let's get you all fixed up and go get something to eat. I'm starved. I heard there's this amazing Japanese restaurant in Muggle London. Are you down for a little adventure?"

After a few spells to fix herself up Hermione was ready to go. Her job at a fashion magazine had undoubtedly helped her style. Her once frizzy brown hair now fell to her shoulders and was usually straight, with a few highlights to lighten it up. She even had what she called side bangs. Though she didn't wear much makeup, she wore a little eye makeup to help her caramel eyes pop against her lightly tanned skin. A few freckles were scattered across her nose, and her teeth were no longer oversized. Throwing her leather Coach bag over her shoulder she took a quick look in the mirror for a final inspection.

She was wearing dark denim jeans with her favorite black flats and fitted white button up shirt that she left untucked. Maybe not her best fashion choice of the season, but definitely better than the wreck she had been three hours ago.

Draco Malfoy hated Muggle London. He didn't hate muggles, no that part of his life was long gone, he just hated Muggle London. People ran around as if they were crazy most of the time, and Draco had almost been hit by muggle vehicles on two different occasions. Needless to say he was quite upset when his best mate Blaise Zambini had insisted they try the new Japanese restaurant in Muggle London. Oh the humanity.

A/N: So what do you think???? Hmm? Sorry it's really short. I promise it will be longer next time. And I didn't really review it that well so if it has some mistakes I'm sorry. Man… I'm a little rusty at this. I mean after all it's been four years since I wrote on here last. So REVIEWS? Please?