Hey so im fairly new at this, so plz tell me what you think
Pretty slow at the start but need to set the mood, so plz enjoy

Disclaimer: clearly i dnt own any of the HP characters...i wish i did, but life has taught me you dont always get what you want

Hermione read the words carefully, as she did every Monday.
Before she knew it she had great big tear drops appearing on the page in front of her.
The way he wrote about love made it sound as though it was the most precious thing in the world, which it was but not many people recognize that anymore, especially a male.

The door to the dormitory opened and Hermione made an effort to try and stuff the paper under her dooner but failed miserably; for it fell to the ground.

"Oh Hermione, not again" Ginny said, joining her on her four post bed.

"I wasn't" Hermione lied.

"So you just happen to be in tears on a Monday with a copy of…." Ginny paused and picked up the fallen paper. "The Vervale times" she continued.

"I hope you know a lot of people read that paper" He said in defense.

"Yeah, people from Vervale. Hermione that's like twenty thousand kilometers away, how do you even get these?" Ginny asked.

"Subscription" Hermione answered sheepishly.

"What owl flies that far?" Ginny asked in mock astonishment.

Hermione shrugged her shoulders, obviously growing tired of discussing the matter.

"Hermione you have to stop doing this. Every Monday it's the same; you read this insane column, cry about how beautiful this pathetic junk is, then cry 'coz my numbskull of a brother cant love you like this, then end up being depressed for a few days and by the time you come around its bloody Monday again!!" Ginny exclaimed, shaking Hermione by the shoulders.

"But Ginny if you just read it-"

"I have! And it's the biggest load of hippogriff shit I have ever heard. Its some dude in whole other continent writing about nonsense so he can make a quick buck, no one actually thinks like this except for old ladies with cats and you!" Ginny stated.

"I can almost hear her heat beat as I look into her trust" Hermione read aloud.

"Look into her trust? What does that even mean, Hermione?" Ginny said snatching the page from her and screwing it up.

Hermione watch the paper fall to the ground.

"Come on, we're going to breakfast" Ginny ordered, pulling Hermione by the wrist.

Hermione half heartedly obliged and followed the red head to the great hall.

Harry and Ron were talking about something to do with divination over breakfast when Hermione and Ginny joined them.

"Today Harry, you will be beaten by a banana" Ron said in a dreamy Trelawney voice.

The group of surrounding Gryffindors laughed as Ron and Harry fought with bananas. She watched in awe as her to friends continued to make complete fools out of their selves. She didn't need this right now so she excused herself from the table and began to walk back to the Gryffindor common room.

The corridors were unusually quite due to the students being in the Great hall so Hermione took the opportunity to do a little venting.

"Stupid Ron and his stupid, unfunny, annoying jokes. Maybe Ginny's right, though I would have noticed by now, right? No Love can happen, love exactly as deep as Sammuels wrote. I am not delusional. I. Am. Not. Delusional!" Hermione told her self as she paced up and down a deserted corridor.

She screamed into her sleeve and let the material muffle the noise. She was fine. She picked up her book bag and continued to the common room.

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