I don't Harry Potter. This is my first one shot I think. So let me know what you think, Thanks :) Italics Speaking
And thats when she cracked. Thats when she realised it just wasn't worth it anymore. Her pale feet padded against the cold wooden floor. She slowly moved towards the door, the floorboards barely creaky beneathe her slowly deterioating body, she was a mere shadow of her former self. She walked as though each step was bringing back a painful memory. The anguish, the suffering what the fuck was it for? 'The best witch of the century' Well that's bloody fantastic, that was all she would ever be. And she knew it. And no-one else would ever give her another chance to be something other than that title. Titles. Fuck titles. The golden trio. There was nothing golden about your best friends ditching you the first time anything with a decent pair of legs walked by. The cool air was whipping her hair over her face, it stung but she didn't care. She seldom cared about anything now. What was the point in caring? When you care you get hurt, when you hurt you get cared for and then you open up and care in return. And then everything changes. Then you realise no-one really cared and they were just trying to build up there own facade so they could make more false friends and make more false promises. Well Hermione Jane Granger was fed up of all the masks and disguises and lies and fake smiles and hate.
No-one to turn to she whispered to herself
This is the only way... the only way. It's over.
It's better this way she breathed, her breath casting a warm cloud of white out in front of her. The sixth year brushed down her pyjamas.
The only way...
Most people would be crying as they swayed over the edge of the highest point of there school, or at least shivering, maybe even feel regret or remourse. But she didn't. She didn't care. She didn't feel. She couldnt feel. So she jumped.
The only way.
Please Review :)