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A/N: Hello! I haven't heard from a lot of you folks! Where are you? Don't you like the story? Of course you do! Don't you?
Chapter 10Hermione took in quick sharp breaths. What was he doing here? And what was he doing?
Draco, on the other hand, looked as if his dream had come true. The girl he wanted to be with was standing right on his doorstep –
"Move out of my way, Malfoy."
That voice was strangely familiar…
"Matt?" Hermione asked the guy, who had been momentarily about to kiss Brittany.
Matt looked up and suddenly dropped his hands from Brittany's face. He stood up and stared at Hermione with wide eyes, as if trying to figure whether she was real or not. He swore and took a firm grip of Hermione's shoulders.
Hermione was still full of raw hurt on seeing the guy she loved wrapped around someone else, and she shrugged of his hands in one swift motion, "Don't touch me."
Matt saw her glance towards Brittany and he realised she must have thought that they still had something, well, people just had to move on.
Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes and began to spill out on her pale cheeks – pale with shock. How could he have just forgotten about her and simply move on?
She resisted the urge of just slapping the smug look off Brittany's face. She seemed to think that had some battle to fight about guys and something, she seemed incredibly shallow.
Hermione's fists turned into purple balls and instead tears of rage started to fall, she looked up at Matt and spoke clearly, and confidently, "I. HATE. YOU!"
With that she stormed out of the dorm and took out her wand, making the door behind swing shut with a slam that shook the walls of the dormitory.
"Dude…" Malfoy looked flabbergast.
What on earth had just happened? The girl of my dreams had feelings for my best mate. But, I'm guessing she totally hates his guts, which sort of makes her free. I think it's about time I made my move. (D. P. O. V.)
Matt was still staring at the spot where the girl of his recent past was standing.
She hadn't been dead. She never was dead, and here she was, crying…and the strange thing is…I didn't feel much for her, a slight anger at disturbing Brittany and me, but apart from that nothing. We didn't have much going for us anyway, but Brittany and I – I feel something, man! At first, I thought of this a fling, but now, okay, after a few days, but I feel the electricity! (M. P. O. V.)
Brittany was still wearing the smile upon her face, but it was no longer a smug smile, but a smile of relief and satisfaction. Hermione was not in her way now. Sure, she may have been with Draco, but he was minor, just a way to show Mercedes whose boss, and now, Hermione hated Matt, and Matt loved Brittany. Perfect.
I'm not one who actually admits my true feelings. Sure, I may say that a guy is my boy or something, but honestly, I don't even admit things to myself. I suppose that's how I get over break ups so easily, by thinking rationally or simply saying that guy was spoiling my image, or something along those lines…but here I am, practically pouring my heart out to myself…how cheesy…There have been things I've been able to talk to Matt about, something that I could never do with all my other boys…It's special to be able to do that…I trust him. He understands and feels for me…he…well, I don't know, but I'm pretty sure I can feel some love for me… (B. P. O. V.)
- Outside the Dorm
Hermione's shoulders shook with grief as tears just kept falling down her cheeks non-stop, well, how would you be feeling if the guy you loved just suddenly turned around and – and just snogged some next bitch down the road – and Brittany of all people!
That was when Mercedes found her, "Oh my God."
She ran towards the crumpled form of Hermione and put her arm around her, "Girl, what happened?"
Hermione lent forwards into Mercedes, the only friend she had around this awful place. She just kept on crying and Mercedes just sat still, patiently waiting for her to stop.
Hermione tried to stop and ended up hiccupping, so Mercedes conjured up a glass of water. Once Hermione had taken it down, she spoke.
She had decided that Mercy had to be trusted; she was so much nicer than any other sluts that she had met here. So she spilled, from everything about Matt during the Great War, to now, in the dorm.
Mercedes was fantastic in Hermione's opinion – she was a great listener. She gasped and cried in all the right places, she seemed to share Hermione's grief.
"Hermione," Mercy finally said, "Why didn't you tell me before? I could've told you that Brittany was going out with the guy sharing Draco's dorm! I could've saved you from this!"
"But I didn't know that prick was in the same dorm," Hermione replied, "And the strangest thing was that Malfoy had this really weird look on his face when he was staring at me…sort of as if he was zoned out. It was freaky."
Then, Hermione had just had about enough of Matt, she had to change the subject, "Listen, I've always been wondering why your nickname was Mercy, I mean, I suppose it's the most obvious nickname to choose for somebody with the name Mercedes, but why is it that all the popular people call you that?"
Mercy groaned, she knew that the question would come about soon, "Well, that's because it's only the popular people who know about it, it back when I was up there you know…"
Hermione didn't need to prompt her because she just carried on.
"I used to get the same respect Brittany gets now, everybody called me by my full name, not some quick crap that would make it easier, I mean, do you see anyone calling Brittany Brit?"
The question was rhetorical so Hermione nodded understanding Mercy.
"Well, when Brittany snatched Draco away from me, I didn't do anything. I just stood there, sure I was upset and all, but I just didn't want to create a scene about Draco. I wanted to act cool, and just make everyone think I didn't really care. I gave mercy to her."
Mercy shook her head and sighed, "Big mistake, everyone took it that way, as if I was being merciful, but I wasn't. Everything I had worked so hard for to get to the very top came tumbling down, and Brittany had taken my place."
Hermione let out a huge breath, "Wow."
Who would've known that there were wars on the highest place in popularity too? This was immature in the eyes of Hermione; she hated wars so much, especially after Harry…
Mercy and Hermione walked back to their own dormitory, each reflecting on their own bad experiences.
As Hermione reached out to grab the handle of the door, it flew open. Cal was standing in the other side.
"I sensed you coming," Cal answered, and it was true, Cal had terrifyingly strong powers that even he was uncertain of.
"Right," Mercy shook her head and reached up to give him a kiss.
Their kiss gave back some of the optimism that Mercy had always had buried in her. As they broke apart she smiled, and whispered to Cal before walking in doors.
Cal nodded and turned towards Hermione, she had another few trails of tears down her cheeks, she had been thinking about Matt. She saw Cal looking at her, and she felt a small flutter inside her. Get real, you're just sore from that heartbreak that you're prepared to dash to the next male being that you see.
She brushed aside her tears and walked in doors after Mercy.
Cal had seen those red, puffy eyes. Hermione had been crying, and he knew why. He made a small secret smile to himself before going in doors himself. But little did he know that another guy was about to come in the way of him and his apparent love of his life.
A/N: Ahh…that sounds quite good, right? Now, Brittany and Matt are paired up, and Cal and Mercy are…(or so it seems)…it just leaves Draco and Hermione. What will happen now? Let me know soon!