Stars in My Eyes

by Sasha Warren

Note: I apoligize for leaving everyone on a cliffhanger :)
J.k Rowling owns these charachters....yadyaya
Lyrics to the poetry is by mean.

Hermione Granger ran up to her dormitory, flustered tears falling down her face.
"Hermione," asked Lavender Brown as Hermione came into the room "What's the matter?"
"I-I-I" sobbed Hermione.
"You what?" asked Lavender
"I-I broke up with Ron!" blubbered Hermione.
"You broke up...why?" catechized Lavender
"Well," said Hermione, now starting to calm down "We were kissing in the closet, when it all came to me."
"What came to you?" cried Lavender
"I'm only fifteen," stated Hermione "I can't hitch down with one guy, I mean he's only my second boyfriend."
"But you love him," chimed Parvarti Patil, who had been listening from her bed.
"I do, but how do I know? I'm so confused!!!!"
Lavender Brown pulled out a tissue and wiped the mascara from Hermione's tear stained face.

MEANWHILE......

~*~

Ron stood dumbfounded. Had his love just broken up with him?
"Uh," asked Harry "What just happened?"
"I don't know." Ron answered quietly.
Why did she break up with me, did I kiss her wrong or something? thought Ron sadly.
He picked up the sponge and began to clean the floors.

~*~

The next morning Harry sat alone at the Gryfindor table. Ron and Hermione seemed to have slept in. Suddenly, he felt someone tap on his shoulder. He was instantly pulled out of his deep thought to see Hermione standing behind him. He couldn't help noticing that she looked awfully pretty today. She was dressed in jeans and a blue t shirt that brought out her brown eyes. Her hair wasn't as bushy as usual. Harry mentally slapped himself. This was Ron's love, he had a girlfriend, he shouldn't be thinking like this! She sat down next to him.

"Hi Harry!" she said brightly.
"Uh hey Hermione," he said, obviously very confused.
"Harry, I was wondering," she said happily " If you know if Draco Malfoy is free."
Harry was flabbergasted. Hermione and Draco Malfoy ? This could not be!
"Uh,uh" Harry stammered "I think so."
"Great!" said Hermione. She walked off looking absolutley frivolous.

~*~


"Hello Malfo-I mean Draco," chimed Hermione that afternoon.
"What do you want mudblood?" sneered Malfoy.
"I want to go on a date." said Hermione flatly
Draco looked absoulutely shocked.
"Why? You and Weasly, looked awfully comfy the other night." he queried.
"Well," started Hermione "I-I figured I should try all types of guys and you are the exact opposite of Ron."
"Hmmm..." said Draco "I suppose I could go out with you."
"Great," said Hermione "Tonight at 5 then?"
She stalked off. Why did I just do that? I love Ron, not Draco! thought Hermione.

~*~

That night Hermione was waiting for Draco in the Great Hall She looked very pretty indeed in silver robes and her hair pulled back and smoothed to absolute straightness. Draco was in black robes as usual and looked remarkable in no way.

I'm so confused.
I can feel love beating in my vacuos heart.
Where does my bygone love go?

"Grange- Hermione," said Draco "You look uh...nice tonight."
He held out his hand and Hermione took it. They began to walk outside and down to the forest's edge. They reached a log and sat down. Draco said nothing. He leaned over and kissed her. Only there was no passion. She hated it, yet she kissed him back. She felt no hope or love in that kiss. He pulled away and smiled at her.
"I'll be right back," he said to her as he stood up and walked into the darkening forest.

Hermione put her hands in her head and began to cry. What was she thinking? She loved Ron! Why was she doing this to herself.

I feel tears running down my face
they speak so much
they explain a story, a thousand words could never tell
they are filled with love and confusion
passion and hope
tears weaving paths down my vacant face

Hermione finally knew just what to do. She stood up, not worrying about Draco, that slimy git. She scampered a fast as she could to the castle, dashing around corriders, the wind drying her teardrops. When she reached the fat lady she just about knocked the old painting down.
"Password?" said the painting
"crumpets, now let me in!" she screamed.

Ron was sitting on one of the chairs, blankly staring into the fire. He looked a sight. His hair was a mess and his face was pale. To Hermione, she saw through the pittifil pain and saw a caring kind, love. A boy she loved.
"Ron!" she cried
He turned his head and stared at her. Hermione wasn't sure he could see her. He seemed to look through her.
"Ron," she cried "Answer me!"
"What do you want?" he said quietly
"You!" she screamed " I want you!"
Ron looked flabbergasted.
"Me," he asked " Why would you want me?"
"I love you stupid!" said Hermione as happy tears ran down her face.
Ron looked at her as he couldn't believe her.
"I thought," she cried "that it could get better,"
Ron stared.
"I truly thought I was too young to love," she cried "I-I thought I needed to test the world."
"and..." he asked
"I was wrong!" she cried "bloody wrong!"
"If I had any sense, I would have known!" she yelled
"I get top grades,yet I don't have the sense to realize I love you! I never needed to test it."
Ron stood up.
"No joke?" he asked
"No joke." said Hermione happily.
"Hermione, I-I wanted you to say that so bad."
He scrutinzed her as if deciding if he wanted to touch her or not. He put his pale hand on her reddening cheeks.
"Hermione, I don't know what to say," he declared.
"Don't say anything," she said as new tears fell down her already stained face.
He leaned in. She smelled like cinnamon. He kissed his so passionately, Hermione wondered why she ever left him. His big hands ran through her hair.
"Hermione?"
"Yeah?"
"You are really beautiful,"
He kissed her once more. She came in close, closed her tired eyes and fell asleep in his arms.

I know, I know! Brainless R/Hr Fluff. So sweet, it makes me sick. I'm sorry, I'm a sucker for romance! R/R please! This is my first ever fanfic!