Chapter Fourteen

Ginny was hugging Hermione in her office while Hermione was sobbing into a hankerchief. "Hermione, it's gonna be okay. It's only nine months." Ginny tried to sooth her.

"It won't be okay Gin. Nine months is a really long time. A really, really long time." Hermione protested.

Ginny looked at the pictures on her desk. There was one of all the Weasley's, one of the order, and one of her, Harry, and Ron. Ginny had sworn there was one more. She looked over at the trash can and saw a picture of George and Fred kissing Hermione on the cheek. It was from Bill and Fleur's wedding. Ginny hoped off the desk and picked it up. "Hermione." Hermione glanced over at her then back to the ground. "This is your favorite."

"I know. I couldn't keep it. It hurt." Hermione explained. Ginny looked down at the picture. She had never seen Hermione so happy before that night. Ginny set it on the desk but faced it down so she couldn't see it.

"Don't throw it away. It's too special." Ginny said before leaving and going to see Neville.

Hermione wiped her eyes and hopped off the desk to find McGonagall frowning in her doorway. She walked in and sat next to Hermione on the desk. She gave her a quick squeeze before crossing her legs and placing her hands over he knee. "I do apologize dear."

Hermione turned away from her and exhaled before facing her and smiling. "I'm fine. Thank you though."

Minerva rolled her eyes and got up to stand in front of Hermione. "Honey, I've been in your place before. Well, not exactly but I know how you feel. And let me tell you something, you are not fine. I would know. I get that you want to respect the law and blah-blah-blah. But Hermione, love is love. You can't just ignore it."

Hermione smirked and at the ground and looked up at her. "Thank you Minerva. But i'm not going to break the law."

She laughed. "I wasn't saying I wanted you to. I was saying, you have feelings for George. You can't just push them away for nine months."

"So what am I supposed to do?"

"You're Hermione Granger, think of something." Minerva winked at her and strode out of the room.

Hermione just stood there thinking about what she had said. It made no sense but at the same time it did. Hermione knew what she had to do, something she had been doing her whole life. Going to the library.

Hermione skipped out of her room and ran down the stairwell to the library. She ran into Harry, Ron, and George on her way there. "Guys, come with me!" They looked at her confused but followed anyway. She ran into the library and got out the wizarding law book. The boys all looked around and at each other not knowing what she was doing.

"Hermione, what are you doing?" Harry finally asked.

She smiled and marked a sentence with her finger. "Love is love Harry. You can't just ignore it." That statement made them even more confused. They sat down and waited for Hermione as she scrolled through the book. "Got it!" She finally yelled.

The guys got up quickly and looked at the page she had open. "School and relationship laws?" George asked confused.

She laughed and skimmed down to the sentence that had gotten her excited. "If previously engaged- oh, nevermind."

"But what are you searching for anyway?" Ron blurted.

"Someway around this stupid law. Well, it's not stupid, but you get the point."

They were still confused until a lightbulb went off in Harry's head. "Hermione, that law is enforced in the muggle world too, there's no way around it."

She glared at him before going back to flipping through the book. About three hours later she finally gave up. She had read almost every page of the book and nothing helped. Hermione fell down into a chair next to the boys and sighed deeply. "Well, it's going to be a long nine months."

George looked up at her for a second before frowning and looking back down. Ron and Harry looked at the now broken up couple and grimaced. "You two are really just gonna give up."

Hermione nodded and layed her chin in the palm of her hands. "We'll always have christmas break." She tried to cheer herself up. It didn't work.