Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, but if I did, a lot wouldn't have died :(
A/N: Listening to one of my many favourite songs, not feeling the greatest so I thought I'd put my emotions on paper, figuratively, and write a story. Please R&R…
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Hermione gathered her books as Professor McGonagall dismissed the class. Hermione followed Harry and Ron out of the classroom when Professor McGonagall called her back.
"Yes Professor?" Hermione asked, reaching her desk at the front.
"I just wanted to discuss your paper," McGonagall said, watching the last of the students leave room.
"What do you really want?" Hermione questioned, glancing over her shoulder. Minerva took a deep breath before speaking.
"About last night…" Minerva began.
"What about last night?" Hermione asked, cutting her off.
"It was highly inappropriate," Minerva mumbled, looking past her shoulder.
"Then why didn't you stop me?" Hermione asked, raising an eyebrow. "If you thought it was so wrong, why didn't you?" Hermione demanded, staring at Minerva.
"I…" she stammered.
"I don't see that we did anything wrong last night," Hermione stated still staring at Minerva, waiting for an answer.
"You are half my age. If we were to be in a relationship, we would have to wait until after you graduate to become public. That is still another two years away, I couldn't stand waiting that long and not being able to touch you or kiss you. It would be breaking the school rules and you know how I feel about that" Minerva rambled.
"I can't believe you!" she screamed. "You were singing quite a different tune last night!" Hermione cried. "Saying we were going to be together forever! What happened? Did you wake up and realised that you don't love me anymore!" she questioned. Hermione watched a stunned Minerva before spinning around and made a dash for the door. She paused at the handle, hoping Minerva would say she is wrong. Hermione's heart began to race with each silent minute. Letting out a disappointed sigh, she swung the door open and left. Hermione ran all the way to The Gryffindor Tower. She ignored the worried looks from her friends and climbed the stairs to the girls' dormitory.
"Hermione?" Ginny called, walking through the door. Quickly wiping her eyes, Hermione looked up.
"I'm fine," she said, forcing a smile.
"Okay," Ginny sighed, turning around to go have dinner in The Great Hall. Hermione pulled the curtains around her four poster bed closed. 'Why would she say that?' Hermione sobbed burying her face in her pillow. 'I love her,' Hermione cried, sitting up in her bed. Reaching across, Hermione picked up a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. Digging her hand in, Hermione began to eat. After eating nearly the whole bag and feeling slightly ill, she lay back down and fell asleep.