A/N: Shortest chapter there is! Next chapter will be longer, I just know it! Anyways, thanks to WeasleyIsMyKing540, heronlove, loverhr, Gja03, BuzzWeasley and Orange Chicken for your amazing feedback!
As always, feedback is appreciated! :D
Warning: Attempt/thoughts of suicide and swearing
Disclaimer: Anything that seems familiar to you is not mine! It rightfully belongs to J.K. Rowling! :)
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Chapter 11 ~ Falling into Darkness
Every day's the same
She fights to find her way
She hurts, she breaks, she hides, and tries to pray
She'll be just fine, cause now he hears her when she cries
Britt Nicole - When She Cries
Hermione was walking towards the Hufflepuff Commons to meet Ernie there. She was her only chance. She had bet Ernie was going to ask her out! To her first dance she will ever attend! Hermione felt giddy and excited suddenly. A rush of adrenaline kicked in, as well.
"Ernie!" she cried his name. Hermione was ready for Ernie to pluck up the courage and ask her out.
The Hufflepuff turned around with a smug look on his face. "Oh, look who it is. The desperate slut."
Taken back and perplexed she replied by saying, "What?"
Ernie's friends started to snigger. The blonde boy then said, "You're such a gullible useless piece of shite. This was just all just a dare you know. Us being friends and all. I did it because a freak like you, doesn't belong in this school!"
The whole crowd of students in the halls laughed.
"Enjoy having to deal with my girlfriend, Alica," Ernie snorted and left her behind with the crowd full of mock. The bushy haired brunette felt her blood turn cold. Her chocolate brown eyes welled up with the familiar rush of tears that streamed down her face. She sobbed out loud and ran out to the stairs that lead up to the Astronomy classroom. Hermione ducked her face in between his legs as she kneeled down. It felt like hours and mere seconds as she cried out all the betrayal and anguish away.
This was the third time she had ever felt so betrayed. All were being just a pretend friend or a friend that they could harshly talk behind her back. She sniffed and sobbed out once more.
Her chocolate brown orbs traveled upwards to see a figure across the hall. It was too good to be true. The familiar trait of the Weasley colored hair. His crystal blue eyes sparkled from the illumination in the halls.
"Ron..?" Hermione breathed out. As soon as she said it, the figure disappeared into thin air. Not only did Ron leave you one time but two times. Hermione bit her wobbling bottom lip and quietly cried to herself.
\FoaB/
Ginny was happily walking out of her class, History of Magic, off to lunch. She had enough of suffering Professor Binns lectures about blah, blah blah and blah, blah - BORING! The young Weasley turned a corner to see Harry looking out the window. Ginny sighed and went up to him.
"Is everything alright, Harry?" Ginny asked him.
Harry slowly looked up at him and shrugged. "I've been getting nightmares and my scar's been hurting lately."
"Oh," Ginny responded. "Well, I'll be off to lunch then. Would you like to come along?"
He simply shook his head and went back to looking out the window. Ginny had a saddened expression on her face. No wonder her use-to-be-crush wasn't easy to get. He was moody ever since the incident that included He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. Taking a more calmer demeanor she rushed towards the last corridor that would lead her off to the Great Hall.
"Should've expected you to come rushin' here," the familiar snarky voice commented about her rushing into lunch.
Ginny turned around to see none other than, Draco Malfoy in all his evil glory. Ginny huffed out and ignored him. Suddenly, the Slytherin grabbed onto her wrist.
"This is my last warning, Weaslette," he said in a low voice. "Corner is no good."
"Fuck off, Malfoy" she snapped. Ginny quickly turned around, helping her get away from Draco's grasp. "This is just your silly little game! You're just jealous that I have a date to the ball, unlike to the likes of you."
His cold steel eyes were a mix of sadness and anger. "You're right," he said in a strained voice. "I don't deserve a stupid date."
He walked away from Ginny's sight, making her guilty somehow.
\FoaB/
Harry was all alone. He was walking towards to the Great Hall. Bored, he looked towards down the marbled flooring of the castle.
"Hey, you're Harry. Right?" he heard a voice from above.
Harry looked up to see Hannah Abbot with a parchment paper in her hand. "Um, yeah.."
"Well, you dropped this while you were walking out of Herbology class," the Hufflepuff said and gave him his unfinished homework.
"Thanks," the boy with genuine black messy hair forced a smile on his face.
"No problem," Hannah said with a smile. Before Harry entered into the Great Hall, Hannah gently grabbed onto his shoulder. "You should really make a private class where you can teach us how to do actually defensive spells. Everyone is sick and tired of hearing Umbridge's annoying high pitched goody-goody voice, you know."
Harry turned around to face her dark chocolate brown eyes. "I'll consider your brilliant idea, Hannah," he smiled at her and went off.
The blond Hufflepuff was left with a slight tint of pink blush on her cheeks.
\FoaB/
"WON WON!" a girl cried out his god awful nickname. Ron turned around to see the blonde with her lovestruck eyes goggling over him. The Weasley forced a smile on his face. Lavender Brown hugged him around his neck.
Though, this hug didn't feel right. He didn't feel those familiar sparks and butterflies flying in his stomach. His knees weren't jelly no his smile was genuine. True Lavender was a nice girl and all, but there was something missing to her. A part of his heart would empty and aching with desperation.
"Oh, Won Won! What should I wear for the ball? Pink or red?" Lavender smiled up at him.
"Penck," Ron responded.
Lavender giggled by how Ron said the word pink. "You're so silly, Won Won!"
The boy with flaming red-orange hair giggled awkwardly with her. Then, something struck upon the boy. It struck him like those bludgers that had hit him once during his quidditch game.
Lavender wasn't Hermione.
Ron was a wish from Hermione. She needed a true friend! What the hell was he doing!? He was breaking the promise. If he broke the wish, then their hearts wouldn't be complete. It would be half hollow with sorrow and guilt. Something Ron didn't want Hermione to feel. He might be to late!
Ron ran away from Lavender into his dorm that he had shared with Hermione. The boy looked down at his hand to see it turning into dark mist. He frantically searched around to room and went up to the vase that contained the alstroemeria flower and quickly plucked a petal from the beautiful flower.
"Sow where Hermione is," he said to the petal with genuine desperation. The petal gently floated up into the air and floated towards its destination. Ron followed to dancing petal, leading him to Hermione.
\FoaB/
Hermione looked out into the genuine dark blue purple skies. The stars were out and about, shining over the land with the beautiful illuminated and breathtaking pearl in the sky. She took a deep breath and she shuddered as she let it all out.
The past week was a living hell. She had so much death threats and bruises on her body. She couldn't stand it anymore. Hermione felt the last of her hope being sucked away from her by a dementor. Ron wasn't even there for him. Then there was the incident involving with Ernie.
She couldn't trust anyone. No one was to be trusted. They would just hurt her again and again. Hermione didn't want to feel such pain like that anymore. She wanted all of this to end.
End forever..
No pain..
Hermione licked her dry lips and placed the lonely parchment paper near the balcony. She was obviously at the top of the Astronomy Tower.
The bushy haired brunette knew what she was getting herself into. She knew what she was going to leave behind. Her family and everyone. She was willing to let go and accept her faith. Hermione took out the potion of the Sleeping Draught she had brewed an hour ago and popped the cork off. Hermione sat on the ledge of balcony and looked at the moon for the last time. She wasn't the same strong lady she knew so well.
She was broken and weak.
Goodbye, Mom and Dad, Hermione said to herself. I'm sorry..
She gulped down the contents of the potions and took a deep breath.
Then she felt herself falling into the abyss.
The cold.
That was all she could feel.
The darkness.
That was all she could see.
Her eyes were closed. Her chocolate brown orbs wouldn't budge, realizing that she doesn't want to see this cruel world anymore. Her breathing wasn't so erratic as she predicted. It was more calm and steady breaths. The sudden rush of wind was helping her push towards down to the cold ground that awaited for her to go into a deep sleep.
An everlasting deep sleep that would drift her away from everyone and everything. A sleep only those who had experienced it could ever feel. A sleep so deadly, yet quick and simply.
She fell..
And fell..
She felt herself falling.
Falling..
Falling..
Falling..
Warmth. Sudden warmth engulfed her.
Then, she saw darkness.
A/N: Sorry for the cliffhanger! Anyways, here is your ticket to the Feels Train! Have a nice day, pal! :)
