She hated them. She really did. Everyday she woke up and put on a fake smile. Everyday she pretended to care. Everyday... But today was different. She was tired of them. Tired of everyone. Tired of being so lovely and nice and perfect. She wanted to destroy it. Destroy it all. Everything has to be ruined. No one can be happy.

Today Hermione Granger decided to obliterate her world.

She woke up early. So early that the night was still the black emptiness and bleakness Hermione felt inside. Today was the day, the day to end everything. To make people hurt. To make people suffer.

Last year, Hermione Granger snapped. She was always such a wonderful girl, everyone would say. She was so smart, so clever, so quick. Hermione tried too hard. Afraid of being cast out again and left behind, Hermione decided she had to compensate for what she was lacking. She worked so hard. She studied all the time so she would know what all the other 'pure-bloods' would know. She never wanted to stand out, just be accepted like any normal wizard.

It was only that beginning of this semester that the demise of Hermione Granger began...