Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter!

This was actually written by me & my friend. I'm currently not sure if she wants me to say her email address, so I will say (type) it later if it's ok. :P

Written by HMP, Ron, Harry, &

HMP's best friend.

                        Chapter 8 Special- 'I Love You'

Harry Potter does not belong to us, &

rightfully belongs to J.K. Rowling!

Part 1- 'Why Haven't I Lost All My Tears?'

Hermione smiled her pretty smile at Harry. Or so it seemed. She seemed pretty distant with him, lately. Avoiding everything. His talks, his kisses goodnight, she had been avoiding himself. This was the first she had actually looked at him since the term started.

Then he looked around. Draco was there. Oh. So that was it. She was smiling at Draco, not Harry.

"We've got to talk, Hermione!" he hissed into her ear.

Rather reluctantly, she followed him out of the Great Hall, & into an empty corridor.

"What is it?" she asked, annoyed.

"Do you love me, Hermione? Tell me the truth."

"I.... I......" she said.

"Yes?"

"I...... I don't love you. Good-bye, Harry."  & with that, Hermione Granger left her now ex-boyfriend standing in the empty corridor, tears starting to fall down his face.

(end of flash-black.)

Harry Potter looked out his window. There, he saw Hermione Granger, & her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy out on the Quidditch Field. Hermione was yelling, & had tears falling on her face. Draco looked sad, & guilty, & was trying to confort her.

Harry sighed. About a month ago, Harry would be out there, conforting Hermione this second. But now he wouldn't do that. He shouldn't do that. &, most importantly, couldn't do that.

He felt something wet on his face. Putting his finger to that spot, he realized that is was water. More specificly, tears.

I've cried so many times. Why isn't it that I've lost all my tears? He thought, looking sadly at a folded piece of paper in front of him, that read,

To: Mrs. Hermione Potter—scratched out.

To: Mrs. Hermione Granger Potter—scratched out.

To: Ms. Hermione Granger—left the same.

Inside was something he wrote, especially for Hermione, but, now he couldn't give it to her. What he didn't realize was that, as he turned around, a certain folded paper decided to fly out his window, on to the Quidditch Field.........

R&R! I know this is confusing, & the next 4 parts will be. But on the 5th part, you'll get it! ;)