She Will Be Loved

By: ladyaranella

Beauty queen of only eighteen

She had some trouble with herself

She was definitely no beauty queen. She was the bookworm that everyone loathed but was nice to when they wanted her help. Hermione Granger definitely had some problems with herself. She had bushy hair that she hated and no friends, except for Harry and Ron of course.

He was always there to help her

She always belonged to someone else

No one was always there to help Hermione. She felt all alone in the world and didn't know what to do with herself. She had never belonged to anyone or would she ever. Nobody would want to spend their time with someone like her. They just wanted her knowledge and correct answers.

I drove for miles and miles

And wound up at your door

I've had you so many times but somehow

I want more

Who would drive for miles and miles to see how Hermione was feeling? Who would knock on her door to see if she needed anything? No one. Nobody wanted her or anything to do with her.

Oh how she was wrong. There was one who wanted to hold her close every night and fall asleep next to her. There was one who cared for her more than a friend ever should. He kept those feelings hidden from her though, afraid of what people might say about him. He had no idea how deep his feelings were for her and she had no idea that some one actually cared for her until their sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Hermione Granger sat up in her four poster bed in the sixth year girls' dormitories of Gryffindor Tower. She sighed not wanting to get up and face the world. She just wanted one say when she could be in the peace and quiet of her own little world where no one meddled with her life or made fun of her and ridiculed her or used her for what she had instead of who she was. Hermione looked out the window next to her bed and smiled. The sun was up and the birds were chirping and all was good with the world.

"I am not going to let anyone pull me down," Hermione said quietly to herself. She stood up and stretched. Hermione got ready for the day and grabbed her school bag and headed down to the common room. She sat down in one of the red armchairs by the crackling fire that kept the common room warm. It was only the end of September, but the weather had already begun to turn colder.

Hermione took out her Transfiguration book and began to read over the lesson that they were going to be learning in class today. "This seems interesting, "she murmured to herself as she studied the pictures of cats turning into books and back again. "This looks to be a very interesting lesson!" Hermione exclaimed.

"What will?" a voice said from behind her making her fall onto the floor. "Ow," Hermione said as she sat up to see who had startled her. Hermione came face to face with a very concerned looking Ron. "Are you okay?" he asked anxiously, looking her over to see if she was hurt or anything. "Ronald, I am fine. Please will you stop looking me over like I am a museum artifact?" "Sorry," Ron muttered blushing scarlet.

"So what is going to be interesting?" he said offering Hermione a hand which she graciously accepted. "The transfiguration class today," Hermione replied as Ron pulled her up off the floor. Hermione stumbled a bit and fell into Ron's arms; his blue eyes boring into her brown eyes. They stayed like that, linked in each others gaze until an amused cough and a suppressed giggle brought them to their senses.

Hermione and Ron quickly pulled apart to find Harry looking at them with a smirk and Ginny beside him in a fit of giggles. Hermione and Ron both turned very dark shades of red being caught by their best friend and Ron's little sister in that compromising position. "So," Harry said, nonchalantly, "We weren't interrupting anything were we?"

Ron scowled at Harry who just grinned. "Well, as a matter of fact, you did interrupt Harry," Hermione said. Ron, Harry, and Ginny all blanched. "You see," Hermione went on, "Ron and I were about to go get some breakfast in a broom closet." Ron looked like he was about to faint and Harry and Ginny just stared at Hermione as if she was under the Confundus charm. "Besides Harry," Hermione grinned evilly, "What were you and Ginny doing out so early? Were you going to join Ron and I in the closet?"

At this remark Ron seemed to come back to his senses and looked to Harry and Ginny who were both now red in the face. Ron eyes widened and he let out a quick," Please don't tell me, I will be scarred for life." Hermione finally couldn't hold it in anymore and busted out laughing. "Oh sweet Merlin! You should have seen your faces! It was hysterical!" After watching Hermione laugh for a few seconds Ron started to laugh to and went over and started to tickled her.

Hermione squealed and ran out the portrait hole, Ron right behind her. Harry shook his head and turned to Ginny and said, "How about we go find that broom closet?"