Hermione groaned as the sound of her doorbell reverberated through
the house. Maybe if she ignored it, who ever the hell it was would
leave her alone. She rolled over snuggling up to her pillow when
the doorbell suddenly rang three times quickly. She groaned again
and stood up throwing of her covers and stormed down the stairs to
the front door throwing it open.
Melanie stood in the door beaming brightly holding a cardboard box. "Good morning!"
Hermione stared. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought I'd come visit"
"It's 7:30 in the morning. This is not "visit" time."
"I brought breakfast."
Hermione perked up. "Come on in!" Melanie walked in and looked around she was in a large hall that held a staircase and large doorway that entered into the living room which led to the kitchen. Hermione led her into the kitchen and Melanie set the box down.
"I brought bagels and doughnuts." She said opening the box. "Made them myself." She smiled as Hermione picked up a glazed doughnut and bit into it.
"Mel, you are my knew best friend."
Melanie frowned. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." She sat down on the other side of the table. "What happened between you and Ginny?" Hermione groaned and opened her mouth but Melanie cut her off, "Please, Hermione, come on. You know all about me, and I am you sister I deserve to know what happened to separated you two, so I don't make the same mistake."
Hermione sighed and sat back. "You're right it was a mistake. A great big one too. See Ginny use to be going out with our friend Harry Potter." Hermione smiled in remembrance. "They were the most amazing couple. She really loved him to death, and it seemed like he loved her too, but then.in our last year Harry just left. No explanation, no goodbyes, he was just here one night then gone in the morning. We all got really scared and went to out Headmaster and he told us Harry was fine he just left to go to a special school. Well we were all mad but not as mad as Ginny. She was furious and heartbroken."
Hermione ran her hands through her hair. "And that's where it went wrong. I was staying at my parents at the time and all of the sudden I just felt this raging anger like I was burning up inside ready to explode and I knew what it was. It was coming from Ginny. I found out later that Harry had sent her a letter dumping her formally and she was ready to kill him. I couldn't take it, I lost control and my power got loose and I...I set the house on fire. I managed to get out but my parents were upstairs and the roof collapsed on them. They died. After that, I refused to have anything to do with this crap. It's trouble. I'm sorry if Ginny can't understand that, but I just won't."
Melanie's eyes teared and she reached over and picked up Hermione's hand. "Ginny misses you too. You should really talk to her I-"
"NO! I don't want Ginny to have the guilt on her shoulders too. And she'll just start feeling sorry for me and try to draw me into this all anyway."
"But the guilt is hers to decide to carry or not, it's not your decision."
"It is as long as I make it!" That defiant power flared in Hermione's eyes and Melanie started. Whether she liked it or not, Hermione was fire. Her whole spirit was it, and she was angry and desperate. Melanie knew she needed to calm down.
"Your elbow is in the cream puff doughnut." Hermione looked down and indeed her elbow was on a doughnut that was spurting cream all other her mahogany wood table. She stared for a moment then laughed.
"Thanks Mel. I really needed a laugh."
Melanie smiled, "What are little sisters for."
Melanie stood in the door beaming brightly holding a cardboard box. "Good morning!"
Hermione stared. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought I'd come visit"
"It's 7:30 in the morning. This is not "visit" time."
"I brought breakfast."
Hermione perked up. "Come on in!" Melanie walked in and looked around she was in a large hall that held a staircase and large doorway that entered into the living room which led to the kitchen. Hermione led her into the kitchen and Melanie set the box down.
"I brought bagels and doughnuts." She said opening the box. "Made them myself." She smiled as Hermione picked up a glazed doughnut and bit into it.
"Mel, you are my knew best friend."
Melanie frowned. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." She sat down on the other side of the table. "What happened between you and Ginny?" Hermione groaned and opened her mouth but Melanie cut her off, "Please, Hermione, come on. You know all about me, and I am you sister I deserve to know what happened to separated you two, so I don't make the same mistake."
Hermione sighed and sat back. "You're right it was a mistake. A great big one too. See Ginny use to be going out with our friend Harry Potter." Hermione smiled in remembrance. "They were the most amazing couple. She really loved him to death, and it seemed like he loved her too, but then.in our last year Harry just left. No explanation, no goodbyes, he was just here one night then gone in the morning. We all got really scared and went to out Headmaster and he told us Harry was fine he just left to go to a special school. Well we were all mad but not as mad as Ginny. She was furious and heartbroken."
Hermione ran her hands through her hair. "And that's where it went wrong. I was staying at my parents at the time and all of the sudden I just felt this raging anger like I was burning up inside ready to explode and I knew what it was. It was coming from Ginny. I found out later that Harry had sent her a letter dumping her formally and she was ready to kill him. I couldn't take it, I lost control and my power got loose and I...I set the house on fire. I managed to get out but my parents were upstairs and the roof collapsed on them. They died. After that, I refused to have anything to do with this crap. It's trouble. I'm sorry if Ginny can't understand that, but I just won't."
Melanie's eyes teared and she reached over and picked up Hermione's hand. "Ginny misses you too. You should really talk to her I-"
"NO! I don't want Ginny to have the guilt on her shoulders too. And she'll just start feeling sorry for me and try to draw me into this all anyway."
"But the guilt is hers to decide to carry or not, it's not your decision."
"It is as long as I make it!" That defiant power flared in Hermione's eyes and Melanie started. Whether she liked it or not, Hermione was fire. Her whole spirit was it, and she was angry and desperate. Melanie knew she needed to calm down.
"Your elbow is in the cream puff doughnut." Hermione looked down and indeed her elbow was on a doughnut that was spurting cream all other her mahogany wood table. She stared for a moment then laughed.
"Thanks Mel. I really needed a laugh."
Melanie smiled, "What are little sisters for."