Smile
By Katia
Disclaimer: Nothing's mine, I'm little, don't hurt me!
Rating: T for language and adult situations
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Quite Unwell
She woke up in a bed that was certainly not hers. Hers was soft and cushy; this one was hard as a stone. Friendly faces surrounded her. Harry, Ron, Minerva, Molly…her head began to swim and she stopped trying to see everyone who was packed in the little room. She was just glad she couldn't see his face.
"Where am I?" She asked groggily.
Harry moved closer to her and took her hand. "St. Mungo's. You apparated right outside the Leaky Cauldron and splinched off a toe. Tom found you." She could see Tom's smiling face near the back of the crowd.
Minerva came forward. "I know what happened, dear. Don't worry, he's not here and we're going to take care of you. You're just fine."
Hermione sighed and laid her head back on the pillow. A medi-witch bustled into the room and began to order people out. She checked Hermione and announced she'd be ready to leave in just a few hours. When she left only five people remained in the room, the rest banished to the hallways.
"Minerva explained what happened, Hermione. I'm so sorry," Ginny said in a soft voice.
"We all are, darling." Molly shook her head. "None of us wanted it to end this way."
"Did-Did anyone know about this, before I did?" Hermione asked.
"No." Minerva said firmly. "If I would have known, Deputy Headmaster or no I would've hexed him to Hogsmead and back."
Hermione sighed. At least it hadn't been going on around her without her knowledge.
"He was here, but we told him to leave," Ron said, looking at the floor.
"Thank you," was all she could manage.
"Hermione, you know we'll do anything for you. Anything at all, just ask." Harry had a strange look in his eyes.
"Thanks, Harry. Right now all I want is to be at home in my own bed."
"I'm sure they'll let you out soon. A splinched toe isn't a terrible injury, and considering the circumstances I'm amazed it's not worse." Molly patted Hermione's head.
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She was released from St. Mungo's fairly quickly and was soon alone in her flat. Her first action was to change the wards to not let him in, and then she collapsed in bed, sobbing.
She thought he loved her. The image of the two of them wouldn't leave her mind. She counjured up some Ben & Jerry's, her favorite muggle treat, and enjoyed the company of the only two men she wanted in her life at that moment.
The days passed and she called into work saying she was going on holiday. In truth she never left the flat, but it was the perfect excuse so she could stay in bed. She didn't feel like moving. Harry, Ron, and Ginny each came by a couple of times to try to get her out, but she wouldn't budge.
Eventually even Ben & Jerry weren't able to cheer her up. Vodka became her new best friend.
After nearly a month of this sort of behavior, Harry barged in one day and sat her down on the couch.
"You've gone mental, Mione. You've got to snap out of it. You can't let this bastard ruin your life!" She mumbled something in return, but inside she knew he was right. "You never should have been with him. He was a a bastard from the start, and he still is. I know it's hard, and it hurts and you really loved him, but you need to shake it off. You've had enough time, now get out there and show him that he doesn't mean shit to you."
Hermione took a moment to absorb his words and then sat up straight. "Revenge," she whispered.
"What?"
"I want revenge."
Harry had the strange look in his eyes again. "I was hoping you'd say something like that. Ron and I have already started planning."
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A/N: I hope you liked it! Tell me all the nasty things you want to see happen to Snape! The next couple chapters are written, but there's always room for more wicked little pranks! Review!!
