Hi guys! Here is another chapter!Big shoutout to the two amazing human beings who reviewed, I love you! Especially miko24401, who left two reviews by accident lol. I fucking love you. Okay, happy reading!

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When your panic reaches its highest peak, you know, the kind when everything goes black, or white, because panic is very considerate like that, you just freeze. No matter how many times you've been taught fight or flight baby, in that moment of sheer panic, you freeze.

And just like the rest of our weird species, Hermione Granger froze.

She stood there, in the middle of somewhere, and passively watched hell break loose around her. People were crying, some were for the lack of a better word, dying, some were too shocked to react, some were trying to put on a bold face, BUT the majority of them were looking at her?

Why me? Why does it always have to be me? I'm scared too. She wanted to scream.

So she did.

"Why are you looking at me?!", she asked a crying mother. "Why are you looking at me?!", she screamed and shoved another.

So screaming and crying and occasionally trying to force herself to breathe, Hermione weeded her way out of the crowd and started running.

And by running, I refer to that mad frenzied state you reach, when running is the only option.

A voice in her head told her, that she should stay back, that she should help the others, but her mind said-Why me. Harry has gone, Ron has gone, why me? Why is it always me? So she ran, knowing that this would haunt her for the rest of her life. Which was a very very very short one, she reminded herself.

So running, running as fast as she could while things were still disorganized there, Hermione assumed that the party was distracted since, firstly she was alive, and running, and trying to escape; secondly because a few people were running just like her and no one seemed to mind, and thirdly because Voldemort's predictable speech was not heard.

She then realized that these might just be those sweet, sweet moments during which,Voldemort and gang were deciding whether to decapitate mudbloods or to boil them alive.

So during her mad dash, she went in deeper and deeper into the big bad forest, while the big bad guys were basking in their glory. After a while, when she was certain that no one could find her, at least for the next hour or so, Hermione Jean Granger, let it all out.

She screamed and screamed till her throat went raw, kicked and cried, almost forgot how to breathe, choked on her own snot, after a cycle of puking and screaming , if you catch my drift..

"Why did you do this to me! It was supposed to be us in the end, winning this. Good guys always win right. Why did you guys leave ? harry? ? someone? anyone? Please come here, don't leave me alone. Please. I'll die. Too soon. Too soon. I'm the only one here. I'll die. I'll die. Sorry. Come back .", Hermione mumbled to herself as she rocked back and forth.

And then after a long time, when exhaustion, despair,hunger and madness caught up to her, our girl passed out.

So, she slept on the forest floor, more at home than she had ever been; she slept in the big bad forest, all alone, with bigger and more terrifying wolves on the prowl.

Because, there is only so much a girl can take.

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These filler chaps are boring, I know. As for my absence, finals of course. This chap would've been hella long but I cut it, because my sugar high is dying and I need sleep. So until next time! Draco will finally make an appearance! So read and review you guys!

Also, listen to Ryn weaver- Fool acoustic. The chills.