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Hermione closed her door behind her and flopped down on to her bed. "Why is that boy so insufferable?" Not only was Malfoy ruining her life, but so was Ron. Hermione pulled out her wand and muttered "locus sonus ratio" , making it impossible for anyone to hear anything going on in her room. As soon as Hermione finished casting the spell, she finally let out her tears. Tears of frustration, of humiliation, and of heartbreak. Mainly, she cried over Ron. How could he have cheated on her? With of all people Lavender Brown. There had been nasty rumors going around that they had been caught snogging on the Quittich field a few days ago, but she didn't think much of it. Still now more and more people were talking about Ron and Lavender but she dared not ask. "I should not be doubting Ron. He loves me, I know he does. Tears of indignation streamed down her face. "Of course he wouldn't cheat on me, I'm being silly." With that she quickly sat up, straightened her robes, and walked into the adjoining bathroom that she shared with Malfoy. When one door locked, the other did too, it had been charmed to do so by Dumbledore to keep some level of privacy within the tower between them seeing as their respectful rooms did not have a locks on them. Hermione walked in, and began to wash her face and apply some foundation to rid her face of the redness, somethings, she had to do without magic. Hermione straightened her robes and headed out toward the common room. She opened the vault like door and stepped out, ready to patrol the corridors.

It was almost half past midnight, and Hermione was spent. She was ready to crawl into her comfortable bed with Crookshanks at the foot of her bed and sleep peacefully. As grew closer and closer to the entrance of the Gryffindor common room, she began to hear a soft moaning coming from an unlit corridor. The corridors always had some form of lighting and she supposed that someone had fallen in the darkness and needed help. As she approached, the rhythm of the moaning had become quicker and she could hear heavy sighs coming from the same direction. Hermione pulled out her wand, ready for whatever may be lurking in the corridor. Hermione's wand emanated light shortly after she uttered "Lumos" and much to her horror she saw two people shagging in that very corridor, unclothed and very vulnerable. The male did not look behind him to see Hermione's horrified expression, but Lavender did. She opened her eyes and stared Hermione down, with a look of triumph in her eyes. Hermione was immobilized. She could not tear herself away from the horrible scene she was witnessing. Ron, her best friend and boyfriend RON was shagging Lavender in the middle of the night in a very public place and did not even notice her. "Am I going out of my mind?", Hermione questioned herself. Ron began to thrust harder and harder against Lavender and she began to moan louder and louder making Hermione uncomfortable. She turned away and began hurriedly distancing herself from them. As she reached the end of the corridor, she heard Ron and Lavender finish and she shuttered.

When Hermione reached the entrance to her common room, she whispered the password and walked in. She took a few steps until she reached the couch and carefully sat down. She stared at the fire that burned intensely. She was distracted by the crackling and popping of the firewood. She was thankful to the house elf that had taken the time to light their fireplace soon after she left for her patrol. Hermione was entranced by the fire. Not wanting to take her eyes off of the dance the flames were doing. She needed something to keep her mind off of Ron. That evil heartless arse. "I can't believe he did this to me, I can't believe he did not have the decency to break up with me first. If he wanted a shag, I could have given him that."

Hermione did not sleep the rest of the night. She sat before that fire, watching the dance. As she sat before the fire, her mind began to muddy itself with the torture and pain she wanted to inflict on Ron. "You'll see Ron, I'll show you how it feels to be led on and then dumped." Hermione's brain began to plot the scheme against Ron that would make him regret what he had done to her.

Ginny did not understand why Hermione was not speaking to her. "Earth to Hermione. HERMIONE GRANGER!", shouted Ginny. The other students that sat further down the long Gryffindor house table shot Ginny a look for disturbing their conversations with her rudeness. "Oh Ginny... I'm sorry I didn't see you sit down."

"I suppose you didn't hear me either. Hermione, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Ginny, I just feel like I'm growing apart from Ron."

"Oh Hermione, it's probably just all the preparations for their Quittich match, I haven't really talked to Harry either. They're just busy being boys. "

"Yeah, being boys."

A long silence crept up among the two girls.

"Ginny?" Hermione questioned.

"Yes?"

"Has a boy ever cheated on you?"

"No. But I don't have anything to worry about since I have Harry. Why do you ask?"

"No reason Gin. I was just curious. I overheard some girls talking about being cheated on and I.."

"You were curious?"

"Erm, yes."

Hermione and Ginny ate their breakfast in silence. Hermione pondered if her scheme would actually work. Hermione's thoughts were interrupted by a red-head who carelessly plopped down next to her with a smug look on his face. "Gooood morning Hermione.", he said before he began to stuff his face with as much food as he possibly could . "Indeed it is."

"Morning 'Mione.", Harry said as he took a heap of pancakes off of one of Ron's plates and began to fork at them.

"How's life in the head girl's room?"

"As good as it can be with Malfoy living right next to my lavatory."

"Well at least you haven't hexed him.. yet, that must count for something."

"I guess so. He redecorated our common room without asking, but it looks kind of nice."

Ron gave Hermione a look of confusion. "Hermione, am I hearing you right? You're complimenting his decorating skills?"

"Ron, shove off. Leave her alone mate. She's just trying to make the best of the situation."

Hermione watched the exchange between Ron and Harry not sure of what to do or say. She wasn't even sure if she was speaking to Ron or not. She let out a sigh and Ron quieted immediately.

As Harry and Ginny began to make eyes at each other, Ron leaned into Hermione and rested his chin on her shoulder. " How about we fool around in one of the empty classrooms again?"

Hermione felt her blood boil. " Sure Ron."

"Later tonight then?"

"Okay", Hermione said with little interest.

"How about before you patrol tonight?"

"I don't patrol tonight, it's Malfoy's turn, I did it last night."

Clueless, Ron said "Even better, How about 9? It's not too early and we won't get caught, plus we'll have plenty of time."

"Yes. That sounds great."

"Hermione..."

"What Ron?"

"Is something bothering you? Your acting weird."

"No, I'm just tired."

"Oh, okay. Well rest before we meet later okay? You'll need it."

"Sure, whatever."

Ron shot her a confused and hurt expression. Although it hurt Hermione to see him hurt, she pushed that thought from her mind and remembered what he had done to her. And that he had not even made an effort to tell her anything. He just wanted to 'fool around'. Typical. With that, Hermione excused herself, Ron stood up to give her a hug and she then hurried toward her first class. Transfiguration.

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