I had a rough time walking back to the common room, and I just thought that it would be better if I slept before having to return to school again tomorrow. On my way to the common room, I ran into who I would least expect to run into: Draco. I looked up, and he was walking towards me. He just stared at me as I walked by, and I didn't know why. I just kept walking, ignoring his glares.

Ron helped me up to my room, and we put the things in a good spot before he helped me into bed. He kissed my forehead and helped me cover up. Luckily there were no other girls in the room, otherwise I don't know what kind of ideas would conjure in their teenage minds.

I woke up the next morning, and I got dressed before walking down to get some breakfast. I put on the robes that were always so bland, and they looked like they were getting bigger on me. Maybe Mum and I were going to have to go looking for more robes before next year even starts.

I opened the door to walk out into the hallway, and I was stopped by this giant teddy bear that was sitting in the hallway. I looked up at the heart that was sewn onto its stomach and it said, "I love you, Hermione-Love, Your Admirer". I was really desperate to find out who this boy was that loved me so much. It was starting to bother me, actually. I dragged the big thing into the room and finished walking down to the common room.

Ron was sitting where he and Harry tend to sit every morning, but Harry wasn't there this morning. It felt kind of lonely, actually. Now I understood how Ron felt while BOTH of us were gone. br "G'morning, Hermione," Ron said as I found a seat near his. "Good morning, Ron. How are you," I asked politely. "I am just fine. Are you feeling better this morning," he asked. "A little," I said as I grabbed a pastry off of the table sitting near us.

I decided that I was going to go see Harry before going to class. Hell, if I missed the class, so be it. Harry was more important to me right now, anyway. When I walked into the room, Harry's bed was surrounded by numerous teachers and Dumbledore. br "I never thought this day would come," Dumbledore said to the others. br Random comments came from the other teachers as I walked in, closer to Harry's bed. I gained the gut to walk all the way up to the bed, and I even asked if I could come closer. The teachers stepped back, enough for me to see what they were all looking at. Harry was lying there, pale and clammy. No motion or life seemed to be in his body. br "What is going on," I asked anxiously. "Hermione, let me explain," Dumbledore said. "Oh, please. Do," I exclaimed. "Harry is going to die if we can't get the proper potion made quick enough."

I fell to the floor when he said that. I started compulsively crying. I laid there for a good minute just crying my eyes out. I could not handle that type of situation. Losing my best friend and soon-to-be-boyfriend just would not be good for a girl like me. I am sure that I would die then if he did. This isn't supposed to happen to the boy that survived Voldemort.

"Hermione, are you going to be alright," Dumbledore asked. "No. Not when my best friend in the whole entire world is dying for me. Why is he even going to die, anyway? What is causing all this horrible stuff," I asked. "Harry had the whole frame crash through his head and body. Madame and Snape worked on the correct potion so that his insides and flesh would put itself back together correctly. We are thinking that part of the metal framing of the picture jabbed through his heart, and when that potion went through his body, one piece was left remained. If it does not dissolve or become removed, he will never love again or breathe again."

I passed out on the floor.