A/N: Thanks to the reviewers, I'm glad there were no flames! ^_^ This is my
first time writing this sort of story, usually I write fluffy, OOC romance
stories or just plain stupid, funny ones, but this one is really serious.
My parents divorced when I was 4, and I cried at night when I missed my
Daddy, but I must admit, that it has to be harder when you've grown up in a
perfect environment, and suddenly it falls apart. One of my friends'
parents are divorcing now, and she's almost a teenager, and this story sort
of reflects that. At the moment she's mad at me, but she's going through
some rough things right now, so I just have to let her be.
By the way, if anyone would take the time to tell me how to get the bold,
underlined, and italic words to show up on the site, I'd much appreciate
it! ^_^
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Who Knew?
Chapter Two
Hermione did tell Ginny *everything.* She told her about her brother, the divorce, the new schedule, her classes, and the thoughts she'd been having toward Ron. Ginny was surprisingly easy to talk to, even about Ron. As good as she felt after she told her, Hermione still couldn't stop her thoughts from drifting back to her parents and the divorce.
Eventually, Ginny convinced Hermione to wash her face, fix her hair, and come down to the common room.
As soon as she set foot on the stairs, Fred nudged Ron in the side. He glared at him, curious and annoyed as to why he'd interrupted his chess game. Then Fred pointed in Hermione's direction. Ron followed his gaze and his face instantly brightened when he saw Hermione. He then whacked Harry's arm, who jumped and spun around to look at the staircase. He looked happy to see Hermione, but even happier to see the petite, redheaded girl behind her.
Hermione felt uneasy, having so many people look at her at the same time, and started to turn around again to go upstairs, but Ginny held her hands out and nearly pushed her down the stairs.
Sighing, Hermione made her way over to Harry, Ron, and their forgotten chess game.
"Hermione! You look like you're feeling better." Ron exclaimed eagerly, smiling.
Hermione let a small smile play across her lips and she glanced at Ginny before returning to Ron. "A little."
"Well that's good," Harry put in. "What-"
"I don't think she wants to talk about it again, Harry." Ginny said quietly. Surprisingly, Harry nodded.
"Yeah, you're probably right, Gin." He smiled at her.
Hermione and Ron exchanged glances with raised eyebrows and grins. Hermione looked at Ginny and noted the pink appearing on her cheeks, and was surprised to see that Harry also was blushing.
As she looked between them, it struck her. Harry and Ginny were in love. Of course, she was happy for her friends, but she couldn't help masking another emotion she felt.
Jealousy?
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((A/N: There are no words to describe how much I DON'T like that part of the chapter. It seemed, I don't know how to put it, but I didn't like it. Hopefully I'll like this better.))
Things had run smoothly for Hermione for a couple weeks after that. Though, she was sort of bothered by Harry's and Ginny's behavior around others.
Ginny was ceaselessly playing with Harry's hair and it seemed that he always had his arm around her.
She covered her jealousy well around them both, though it was hard.
A lot of things were hard for Hermione.
For instance, in Potions Class, Snape had thought it amusing to give everyone partners. Ron was partnered with Parvati, and Harry with Crabbe. Hermione, however, was partnered with none other than Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy never shut up during class and did absolutely nothing. It was constantly, "Chop up the worm livers, Mudblood,"
or,
"You can test the potion, maybe it'll poison you."
Hermione could hardly take it anymore.
In fact, she couldn't.
After a particularly difficult assignment in Double Potions, she lost it. She shouted several 'unsuitable' words and phrases to the pug-faced girl, completely forgetting that anyone else was in the room.
"And you have absolutely NO idea what I've been through this year!"
She finished her fury with such a statement, and settled back into her seat, extremely red in the face.
She was well aware that everyone in the room was staring at her, including Snape.
She glanced up at the teacher, who, besides looking bewildered, looked rather amused. He strode quickly over to her, his black robes swishing softly behind him.
"Might I ask, Miss Granger," He began coolly. "What truth your outburst held?"
Hermione gulped, still very red, and looked him square in the eye. "I'm afraid that's rather personal, Professor."
He held her gaze for a moment, then arched a greasy eyebrow. "Very well. Fifty points from Gryffindor, and I will be assigning you a tutor for my class."
The room was filled with gasps from the Gryffindors.
"Fifty!"
"She said it was personal!"
"So unfair. . ."
"Silence!" Snape growled at the class, which immediately went dead silent. He then turned back to Hermione. "Another ten points for your oh-so-loyal Gryffindor friends, and we can't forget your tutor."
Snape smiled a horrible, disgusting smile, and turned slowly to the other side of the room.
Hermione looked quickly in the same direction. She winced and barely held in a groan.
Snape beckoned one of his favorite students, still smirking.
"Mr. Malfoy."
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Ooh, I definitely liked that better! **breathes in deeply** Anger, tension, misery. . **coughs and snaps out of it** review!
Hermione did tell Ginny *everything.* She told her about her brother, the divorce, the new schedule, her classes, and the thoughts she'd been having toward Ron. Ginny was surprisingly easy to talk to, even about Ron. As good as she felt after she told her, Hermione still couldn't stop her thoughts from drifting back to her parents and the divorce.
Eventually, Ginny convinced Hermione to wash her face, fix her hair, and come down to the common room.
As soon as she set foot on the stairs, Fred nudged Ron in the side. He glared at him, curious and annoyed as to why he'd interrupted his chess game. Then Fred pointed in Hermione's direction. Ron followed his gaze and his face instantly brightened when he saw Hermione. He then whacked Harry's arm, who jumped and spun around to look at the staircase. He looked happy to see Hermione, but even happier to see the petite, redheaded girl behind her.
Hermione felt uneasy, having so many people look at her at the same time, and started to turn around again to go upstairs, but Ginny held her hands out and nearly pushed her down the stairs.
Sighing, Hermione made her way over to Harry, Ron, and their forgotten chess game.
"Hermione! You look like you're feeling better." Ron exclaimed eagerly, smiling.
Hermione let a small smile play across her lips and she glanced at Ginny before returning to Ron. "A little."
"Well that's good," Harry put in. "What-"
"I don't think she wants to talk about it again, Harry." Ginny said quietly. Surprisingly, Harry nodded.
"Yeah, you're probably right, Gin." He smiled at her.
Hermione and Ron exchanged glances with raised eyebrows and grins. Hermione looked at Ginny and noted the pink appearing on her cheeks, and was surprised to see that Harry also was blushing.
As she looked between them, it struck her. Harry and Ginny were in love. Of course, she was happy for her friends, but she couldn't help masking another emotion she felt.
Jealousy?
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((A/N: There are no words to describe how much I DON'T like that part of the chapter. It seemed, I don't know how to put it, but I didn't like it. Hopefully I'll like this better.))
Things had run smoothly for Hermione for a couple weeks after that. Though, she was sort of bothered by Harry's and Ginny's behavior around others.
Ginny was ceaselessly playing with Harry's hair and it seemed that he always had his arm around her.
She covered her jealousy well around them both, though it was hard.
A lot of things were hard for Hermione.
For instance, in Potions Class, Snape had thought it amusing to give everyone partners. Ron was partnered with Parvati, and Harry with Crabbe. Hermione, however, was partnered with none other than Pansy Parkinson.
Pansy never shut up during class and did absolutely nothing. It was constantly, "Chop up the worm livers, Mudblood,"
or,
"You can test the potion, maybe it'll poison you."
Hermione could hardly take it anymore.
In fact, she couldn't.
After a particularly difficult assignment in Double Potions, she lost it. She shouted several 'unsuitable' words and phrases to the pug-faced girl, completely forgetting that anyone else was in the room.
"And you have absolutely NO idea what I've been through this year!"
She finished her fury with such a statement, and settled back into her seat, extremely red in the face.
She was well aware that everyone in the room was staring at her, including Snape.
She glanced up at the teacher, who, besides looking bewildered, looked rather amused. He strode quickly over to her, his black robes swishing softly behind him.
"Might I ask, Miss Granger," He began coolly. "What truth your outburst held?"
Hermione gulped, still very red, and looked him square in the eye. "I'm afraid that's rather personal, Professor."
He held her gaze for a moment, then arched a greasy eyebrow. "Very well. Fifty points from Gryffindor, and I will be assigning you a tutor for my class."
The room was filled with gasps from the Gryffindors.
"Fifty!"
"She said it was personal!"
"So unfair. . ."
"Silence!" Snape growled at the class, which immediately went dead silent. He then turned back to Hermione. "Another ten points for your oh-so-loyal Gryffindor friends, and we can't forget your tutor."
Snape smiled a horrible, disgusting smile, and turned slowly to the other side of the room.
Hermione looked quickly in the same direction. She winced and barely held in a groan.
Snape beckoned one of his favorite students, still smirking.
"Mr. Malfoy."
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Ooh, I definitely liked that better! **breathes in deeply** Anger, tension, misery. . **coughs and snaps out of it** review!