Why must I always have so much to do that I can't update on time! ANYWAY! Thank you again for all your support! It means a lot to me that you are enjoying the story! Well, on to Chapter 4 then! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!

She was curled up on the bathroom floor, her arms holding her knees to her, holding back the tears. She hadn't expected all those insults to come over easy to him, Harry did have an easily-ignited temper, but she had never though that he would say that she was nothing to him. Who had stood by his side when no one else had, even Ron? She had. Who had comforted him when he couldn't take all the pressure anymore? She had. Who had always been there, looking out for him, whether he needed it or not? She had.

Ok, so maybe he didn't want her that way. That would be fine, but to say that she was nothing to him...

She supposed she was just being naïve, he could think things he didn't tell her, she knew she was only the unwanted bookworm, but the one thought that really kept killing her was 'what if he does hate me?'

That was the final straw. She burst into tears, not being able to hold them back any longer. She heard a few faint footsteps, but decided to ignore them. At least until they got closer. The person was standing right in front of her, she could see their shoes. Her first thought was that they needed to leave, because they were a guy.

Even though she wanted to look up, she was far too distraught.

"Hermione," Came the voice of Harry. She forced herself to look up and she saw him. He was sitting on the bathroom floor right next to her. She didn't know what to do. She was, quite frankly, pissed off at him for what he had dared to do in the past day and a half. Honestly, who kissed-no-snogged someone and then insulted them to the whole class? Then again, a tiny part of her she wanted to burn to ashes was happy he was there because he was likely there to apologize. But mostly she was hurt. It just broke her heart to know that he would mean that. She hoped he hadn't. She just didn't know how to react.

So she didn't. Every emotion ever noted pulsating through her veins; she clambered to her feet and left him in there, sitting on the bathroom floor, utterly bewildered without a word.

She ran off just as she felt herself break down in uncontrollable tears. This must be what cousin Jessica meant by a teenage girl's guy trouble, she thought briefly before hearing the bell ring, signaling the end of class. She kept running, determined not to let anyone see her, but, of course, when you least want to see someone, that's when they seem to appear out of thin air.

"Miss Granger-" Questioned the shocked voice of Professor McGonagall. Completely ignoring a teacher for the first time in her existence, Hermione just kept running, completely heartbroken. She could faintly hear Harry calling after her, but she simply couldn't handle him at the moment. Finally losing him after around a minute and a half (though his voice was still ringing in her mind and unwilling to leave her alone), she only stopped when she came to Hagrid's hut. Grateful Hagrid had already finished with his last class around an hour ago, Hermione knocked uncharacteristically loudly on the door until the owner stumbled out, looking bewildered.

"Hermione-!" She flung herself on him in a hug, needing one more than she knew she probably ever had. He seemed to peel her off of him and pull her gently inside, giving her a cup of butterbeer and patting her on the back until she calmed down enough to speak.

"Do you think he meant it?" She asked, sounding vulnerable and quite close to a nervous breakdown.

"No, o' course he didn'" He said kindly, taking a guess at what she wanted to hear.

"Harry. He-he...he said I was nothing to him. He screamed it. T-to the whole class!" She stuttered, starting to cry again.

"Oh, he did not!" Hagrid exclaimed, making Hermione smile weakly; sometimes he said things like a twelve-year-old girl.

"Yeah," She murmured, her smile vanishing.

"I'll talk to 'im. Set things right, yeh know," He offered.

"No!"

"I won' tell 'im you were the one who tol' me," He said with a smirk.

"Okay then,"

"Wait, so Fred Weasley, Dennis Creevey, Lavender Brown, and Neville Longbottom came here to help with the Blast Ended Skrewts, and they told you Hermione was upset?" Harry repeated to Hagrid, finding it a lie on so many levels. "That is the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Hagrid, Dennis Creevey doesn't even know any of them, and why would Neville be with Lavender, and-wait a second-Dennis doesn't even have you as a teacher!" Harry said exasperatedly.

"Well-I-I have his brother, an'-an' didn't yeh know? Fred-he's tryin' to get Lavender an' Neville together." He seemed to fabricate off the top of his head with difficulty, stroking his bushy beard in concentration.

"Is that so? And so he took them to help you with the Blast Ended Skrewts...with Dennis Creevey?" Harry said disbelievingly.

"Y-yes,"

"Well, that makes sense," He said slyly, knowing he wouldn't get much out of him. "So do you know where she went? Did she tell you when she was here?"

"Oh, yeah, she said she was going teh go back teh the dorms teh think on things, yeh know," Hagrid answered happily, not realizing what he was doing until too late. "I mean, Lavender tol' me-"

"Thanks Hagrid!" Harry called behind him, leaving his half-giant friend to wonder why he always slipped up like that.

He found her on the couch.

"I-" He began, feeling absolutely terrible for how much he had clearly hurt her.

"Just-don't Harry. Just don't. Please." She pleaded with him, fighting hard with herself to hold back her tears long enough to come to a decision on what to say to him. But there was nothing to say. This was something that required a lot of thought, but for the meanwhile, she just couldn't be around him; it was just too painful.

"Hermione, I'm so sorry-"

"Just stay away from me!" She choked out, sobbing. Pulling herself out of his grip, she raced up to the girl's dormitories where he couldn't follow her.

Well? Lots of drama coming up, folks! Hermione just told Harry to stay away from him, and you can probably guess he isn't going to like this new arrangement! I hope you liked it and I will try and update soon! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!