Hermione shivered, she knew that if Jasper Cullen were to be in the room, then he would be cowering over in pain. Even she could feel the icy, cold feelings of fear, hate, desperation, and regret. Looking around at the crowd that was larger than needed, she felt a low growl in her throat. Of course they would show for this event. After all, it was a once in a lifetime event. One of the many tears that were threatening to escape fell as she looked up at the one of the three men that she had ever allowed to really enter her life. Her hands clenched angrily as she thought of all the things she was put through, and for what? Jealousy? Hate? Anger? It wasn't fair! She shouldn't have to lose the one man she had ever really truly loved with all of her heart just because of some meaningless, teenage, rivalry. . .
She shouldn't have lost Draco Malfoy to the hands of one her closest friends, Ronald Weasley.