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"I'm so sorry"
"Yeah, me too."
"I hope you feel better"
"That's so sad"
All these floated by Hermione by she wasn't listening. She had just had her second date with Ron and her first kiss. She could still feel his lips on hers, pressing hard but gently at the same time. She could still see his eyes connected with hers.
She felt eyes glaring at her. She looked up and crowds were staring at her, whispering, gossiping.
"Oh my Gosh!"
"I would die if that happened to me"
"I can't even imagine it."
"What, what's going on? What happened? What?" Hermione's eyes darting across the hall.
She ran to the common room. She found Harry and another Gryfindor boy leaning over a newspaper, startled they hid it behind their backs.
"What's wrong? What's that? Give me it."
"It's nothing," Harry murmured.
The door burst open. Ron took Hermione in his arms. "It's okay. It'll be okay, Mione. Ill be here will you."
"Wait," Hermione pushed him away, "What is going on?"
"What you don't know?" Harry questioned.
The other Gryfindor boy passed her the newspaper as he slipped off.
It was folded across the page 16: the obtuaries. Right in the corner slipped away was two names. Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
Mr. and Mrs. Granger
Last night, Mr. and Mrs. Granger
were killed last night in a car
accident. A drunk driver collided
with them as they were driving home.
Both Mr. and Mrs. Granger were
Muggles but left behind their
intelligent and loving daughter
Hermione.
A tear fell from her eyes as she dropped backwards and everything turned black.