Hi Guys! I'm back with another chapter! If you guys could do me a big favor and suggest where you want this to go because I only have a general idea and an idea for an epilogue and I need some help with the details and other stuff… Thanks! BTW Hermione has a private dorm in this story just to clear things up. Hope you enjoy!

Hermione rushed back to her dorm and quickly shut the door. She sighed and thought out loud, "What should I do? Nobody

will understand…" She quickly dispersed her dark thoughts and got into bed, prepared to be tortured by the horrid nightmares

again.

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Hermione was on her way out of Transfiguration when she won her internal battle and thoughtfully realized a way to get the advice she needed without having anyone find out what was going on in her head.

"Professor McGonagall? I was wondering if you could give me some advice...about a friend…"

McGonagall was shocked that the young Gryffindor had finally come around to ask her for advice, "Of course, Ms. Granger. What is the problem?"

Hermione bit her lip, "Well, I have a friend...and after the war she hasn't been coping very well. She told me the other day that she didn't want to seem ungrateful or anything because none of her blood relatives died in the war and most of her friends are still here and all… but…." Hermione trailed off, unsure if she should continue.

"Go on, Ms. Granger. What is wrong?" McGonagall edged her on

"Well…" Hermione sighed, "Ithinkshe'sdepressed-"

McGonagall blinked. If it weren't for her excellent feline hearing she wouldn't have heard anything but a slight mumble.

"Well, I mean... she… uh… I know she really needs help… someone to talk to... and I don't know what to do because she won't let me tell anyone and I just really don't want something bad to happen to her… and I looked up the symptoms in the library and she has every single one of them..." Hermione blurted out.

"I understand completely, Ms. Granger. Is she in Gryffindor? Because I would recommend that she goes to her Head of House."

"Well...Yes she's in Gryffindor, but she told me that she really doesn't want to tell anyone, but I'm afraid that something bad will happen because she's gotten really bad…" Hermione said, the tears building up in her eyes.

"Ms. Granger, normally I would say that she could keep what she wants to herself, but if you seem to think that it's so severe, I must insist that you tell me."

Hermione sighed, this wasn't going to be as easy as she thought, "Well, I suppose… but can I just talk to her first to make sure this is really bad?"

"Of course, Ms. Granger, just talk to me as soon as you have found out."

Hermione nodded and started for the door, but right before she was going to leave she whispered, "Professor?"

"Yes?"

"I...it's...me" and then she vanished out of the door, not wanting anyone to see the tears that were now steadily streaming down her eyes.

McGonagall was shocked at this new discovery that her star student and the brightest witch of her age was that sad and alone and hurt. She racked her memory for something to say- should she go after her? No, no it was better to give her space for the night and approach her tomorrow since it was the weekend.

McGonagall hoped that this was the right decision because if it wasn't the girl would be hurting herself tonight.

It's not too long, but I'm working on it! I hope you enjoyed this despite the length though… Please leave a review!

Thanks!

~DMDT