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This is not the best chapter but I needed it to out line what it going to happen next, I am pretty sure what is going to happen but not one hundred percent, they are some lose ends that need to be sorted but I am hoping that every thing gets cleared up soon.
The ending is coming soon but have no idea how to do it, if any one has any ideas on what they think out help this fic then please leave some idea in the review, would be nice to know what you guys think!
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Also Hermione may seem slightly OC at one point but I was trying to show how upset she is, so I think it worked out well!
I OWN NOTHING!
Chapter Twentyseven
What happens when there is nothing left to lose
Pansy looked around her room at every thing and sighed, all of her books and text books that were neatly laided around her room, every thing was on place and tidy, just the way that she liked her life, nothing was out of place.
Why was her room not like any one else's that she knew? There were no pictures of Blaise of Draco hanging around her home away from home and she had no idea why, why had she never bothered to have some kind of reminder around her so that shes could wake up every morning and remember how much they meant to her?
Her heart ached at the thought of thw two friends that she had now left behind and the two final years of school that she was going to have to face with out them, this had been her idea in the first place and she had had her reasons had she not? It was all for the best she kept on telling herself every time that her mind went to them. They would have each other and togeather they would move on from her and find a better friendship in one another, Draco would become a better person from this.
He had to.
"Pan's, come on, don't cry, you know we hate it when you do that..."
Tears were slowly filling her eyes as she thought about every thing that she had let go of now, all of the things that she was never going to do again, all of the late nights staying uo and talking about nothing and every thing at the same time.
Here she was, crying like some silly child and there was no one there with her to make her feel better, no one to tell her a joke or say some thing that was so out of the moment that all she would be able to do was laugh.
"Yeah, we'll see each other again when summer is over...and we'll write every week, won't we Draco?"
At the end of every year she would cry when they went home, every thing at her hime seemed so...fake...and there letters were the only things that seemed to get her threw it, she would always hid away from the other students when she cried, she was a Slytherin after all. only her two best friends were aloud to see her crying because she was going to miss them and their hugs always seemed to be help her.
She layed back onto her bad and thought about all of the times that Blaise had taken hold of her hand before they left one another and looked right into her eyes, it had never really seemed to mean any thing before but now that it might never happen again...
"Remember Pan's, best friends forever right?"
"Always..."
With these words ringing in her mind Pansy Parkinson pulled the hangings around her bed, hid her face into her into her pillow and sobbed her heart out in till there was nothing left.
With all of her emotion gone she moved from her bed and fixed her make up before making her way to find Hermione or Ginny, she was a Slytherin and they did not let people know that they were in pain, it was just not done.
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Hermione Granger sat on her bed, not moving at all, her face was emotionless and there was no light in her eyes, she looked empty and alone, just like she felt at that moment.
She needed to stop thinking about what was going on around her and just get lost in some thing, with this in mind she picked up the closest book that she could reach and started to read, her eyes were moving up and down the page but her mind was taking nothing in but still she sat there and read nothing.
Coundn't think about it...no more pain...
"I'm Hermione Granger...and you are?"
All of the letters that they had written and every thing that they had been threw over the years, the war that was getting closer and closer, the one that she was no longer going to be fighting with them, the face that they were going to be leaving her behind when the day come and she would turn back into the person that she used to be...
"I'm going to bed before either of you come up with another cleaver idea to get us killed, or worse expelled!"
Could she really be the person who told every one off again? Who did nothing but read and home work? After every thing that she had done after the last five years how was she going to be able to let all of the go? Hermione Granger the book worm who keeps to her self... it all seemed like such a long time ago... she closed her eyes and breather deeply, that was not going to happen, just don't think about it and every thing will go away...
"No wonder no one can stand her, she's a nightmare, honestly!"
Her cheast tightened with pain and slowly tears started to drop from her eyes, each one of them were small but every one held a great deal of pain in side of them, the pain of losing her friends and here she was readin a book...
"Hermione, you are honestly the most wonderful person I've ever met!"
How could she be so silly? How could she let it get so out of hand like this? Her hurt soon turned into anger, she was mad, mad at every thing, herself, what she had done and why she had done it. With out warning she shot up and threw her book across the room, she was screaming, loud and clear over and over again, any thing to let out of the pain and anger that was running threw her.
She moved to her side draws and threw her bag, her books her home work as hard as she could, she opened them and ripped out all of their pages, each one was ripped out with another yell, they were nothing just books and she hated them, they made her nothing, they were not friends, they could not feel...
"Hermione!"
..they needed to go every last one of them, more ripping, more screaming, more pain and more hurt, she soon moved on, not paying attention to her dorm mates who had run up because of the screaming and ripped all of the pictures off the wall, all of the ones of Harry and Ron, the people who she cared for so much but who hated her, would never look at her again...
"Hermione, stop!" some one grabbed hold of her waist and tried to stop her but she caried on screaming.
"Let go! I have to, I have to get rid of them!"
"Who hermione?" Lavender asked as she watched her normally calm friend break down in front of her.
"Every one! Its all fake and their gone, they hate me and..a-and" as suddenly as the anger had came it left her and she could feel herself falling, slowly and steadly as she sobbed harder and hearder, there were arms rappened around her and she could hear some one else crying with her.
"Oh Hermione" Ginny said as she cried too while holding her best friend "It will be alright..your not alone...it will be alright..."
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Dear Hermione Granger,
I have the feeling that you have done what needs to be done by now and I hope that you learned the same thing that I did all of those years ago, a very hard lesson in deed and it may be some thing that could break you or make you. In the start it felt like some thing inside of me had died but as time moved on some thing in side of me just seemed to put every thing back togeather again.
I need to ask some thing of you and I promise that I will never bother you again, you need to find a meeting book, I am not sure what one because as I am sure you inderstand it has been some time since I have been any where near one.
In one of them you will find a locket, it you have not already done what you set out to do then I need you to open it as soon as you do, you may find some answers that you are looking for within it, do not try to open it before because I assure you that it will not open for you, the time will not be right.
Regards and my best of luck,
Helen.
Helen closed her eyes and sat back in her chair, this was the right thing to do, she knew that it was, she could still remember the pain that she felt that day and there was nothing worse, there was no way that she could let some one else go threw it, the locket was Hermiones only chance that she had left.
There was a small moan and Helen looked across the room with sad eyes at her husband,he was getting sicker with every day that passed and she knew that his time was soon coming soon and there was nothing she could do about it.
She wanted to cry for him but she found that she could not, he was in so much pain, it would be cruel to hope that he went threw it longer then needed.
She kissed him lightly on the forehead before walking out of the room to send the letter, every thing happened for a reason, even if t did not seem like it at the time.
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The fours boys sat there in silence while looking over the lake of Hogwarts, some thing each of them had done but never in one anothers company. They were not friends, the hate in side all of them was still there but at the same time there was some thing that stopped them from leaveing each others side, a common problem and hurt that each one of them were feeling deep in side of them.
Harry sat with his head in his hands, his whole body was perfectly still as his mind was working in over drive, he had others things to think about, thinks that he knew should come before a msall problem like this...but at the same time he could not being himself to think of any thing other then his friend..his old friend.
Ron was having the same problem, he had times when Hermione and himself had fallen out but there was some thing different about this time, harry had fallen out with her as well so they were both against her this time. They knew that she could be a great friend and that she would stand by them with any thing but this fight was not small. To find out that she thought that way...did she ever care for them at all? There had been a time when he had thought himself to be in love with his friend but the idea almost seemed funny to him now, he was like a little sister to him, some one that he did love but also some one that he wanted to look after...and now she was gone.
She was not the Hermione that they thought she was.
Blaise was thinking of another girl that had done the same thing to him, Pansy, the quiet black haired girl that he had met of his first day here, the girl had cried every year when they left one another, the girl had had become his best friend, the person that he...had come to care for... He sighed and took a deep breath, who did he really think that he was fooling? Had he not already made it clear to every one how he felt about her? He was sire that Draco knew any way.
He smiled sadly as he thought of Pansy, the girl that he had fallen in love with.
There were no words for the different things that were going threw Draco's mind, he had lost his best friend and his...Granger...all because of the same thing, no that he cares of course, Granger meant nothing to him, she was just part of the plan to find out what was happening and he knew now.
So why could he not stop thinking about her?
Time healed every thing, thats what every one said, so things would get better for all of them...it just had to.
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On week later
People moved out of their way as they moved down the hall, their faces set in scowls and their heald high as they took every step, first years cowered before them, as did the second and third years while the others years would give them small looks of what could be called respect.
They cared for no one and did not give you a second glance, they spoke to no one, some girls wanted to be them, they were powerful, a good example of what girls could do when you ticked them off.
Boys wanted to date them but would never try and ask them out, they would laugh at you and point before insulting your mind and the simple thoughts that ran threw them.
They were powerful.
They were smart.
They were bloody scary.
Pansy was the head of the group. a Slytherin at heart but a small touch of braveness would shine threw her once in a while, a bad girl that was never going to change her ways. Ginny and Hermione were close behind, Ginny the yougest of the Weasleys and the only girl who showed the Weasley temper daily. Hermione Granger, a formed book worm and best friend of the boy who lived, her mind was smart and sharp, some one who could out smart you with out a second thought, a hidden beauty that added to the danger that seemed to hang around her now adays.
There were many others girl following them, all of the same ones who had been part of the war against Draco Malfoy, every one of them were powerful in their own rights and if you knew what was best then you would stay away from their bad sides.
"-I heard that they will jinx any one who talks to them-"
"-has not been seen any where near Potter lately-"
"-Draco Malfoy deserved it!-"
"-How long do you think that they have been friends?-"
Whispers followed them every were they went and they took it in their best, what was the point in caring?
In one week they had become the schools most talked about witchs.
And they loved it.
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"Hermione"
Hermione looked up from her book and smiled as she saw Ginny standing in front of her smiling, she was at the libary and had come here to do some light reading to pasty the time, she always seemed to be able to find her.
Hermione smirked at the thought of still having Harry's map, she knew she was going to have to give it back at one point but it still felt good to know that he did not have it because of her and to think about how bad that she felt when she took it, there really was no need for all of the worry.
"Ginny, hey, whats up?"
Giiny shrugged and sat down.
"Do I need a reason to want to speak to you?"
Hermione laughed and looked down at her book as she muttered:
"Well when I am in the libary and you still come and see me that yes, I would think that you would have a good reason for coming in here"
"Alright, alright" Ginny laughed as she held up her hands in surrender "You caught me but its nothing bad, I just needed to tell you that there is going to be a meeting tonight, pansy asked that I went around and let every one know about it"
Hermione froze for a second before she put her book down and smiled lightly.
"Good, its been a while, sleep over or just a meeting?"
"I know its been too long and Pansy says that she is not sure but it does not really matter, the room will sorts its self out if we all end up staying the night. It will be at twelve"
"Still sneaking are we? Its not like people don't already know" Hermione joked.
Ginny smirked and leaned down to her friend.
"Yes, but they have no idea what we do now, do they?"
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Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson and Ginny Weasley hanging out with each other seemed wierd enough but this?
This was some thing else.
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini were going around the school and acting like they were...like they were friends or some thing! Every one knew that they had all been effected by what has happened the other day but they hated each other...at least every one seemed to be think that they should hate each other.
They did, in some ways, still have hate their but there was some thing else as well, some thing that made them hang out every day, stay up late talking abodu school and pranks that they all had pulled, all of the dangers that they got themselves into (Harry and Ron had alot more to tell).
They were friends...of sorts.
And now they had some thing in common with the girls.
They had a mission.
It was all planned, they had help and people who did not like what was going on as much as them, people who wanted and needed the girls to be stopped, other guys who realised that they too had been tricked into fallen in love, who had had some thing bad to them because they had dumped some girl.
People who wanted revenge.
Every thing feel into place that day when Dean Thomas came into the Great Hall and sat down next to Harry and Ron before leaning in and whispered:
"I over heard Hermione and Ginny, there is going to be another meeting, tonight at twelve, in the room of requirment"
"Get the boys, its time"
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