"Harry stop looking at me like that ok," Hermione said ashamed, "its my business and I am free to choose who I love." "There are no words for what I am feeling right now you slut!" Harry almost screamed, "Oh wait here are a few, betrayal, hate, and most of all, disappointment, I can't even look at you right now. I need to go talk to Ron." "NO Harry, Please don't break his heart, please I just need to think, just promise me that you will keep this between us. I just, I just , I am so confused I love Malfoy but I love Ron too. I love them on different levels and for different reasons. I mean if I married Malfoy I know that I would have a place to live and be financially secure, but Ron is sooo.." "So what too poor for, you are such a gold digger." "No Harry I am just so confused.. Please it was like you and Cho and Fleur, you loved them both but differently." "BUT I wasn't FUCKING both of them!!!!!" "You know that is my business, and where do you come off telling ME who I am and am not fucking?" Harry stormed off to his room; he couldn't wait to tell Ron. How could she do this? He heard the fat lady swing open and he couldn't believe it. That whore was going back to Malfoy. He didn't know what was wrong with her, after all Malfoy had ever done to them, and to Ron.. Hermione was crying and she was so upset, she thought about running to Ron like always, but him and Harry share a room and she didn't want to be in the middle of a big fight. She could only think of one thing to do. The one thing that was on her mind was Malfoy so she turned around and climbed out of the common room door. Not knowing that someone else was also awake and had witnessed the whole thing.