Hand On Your Heart

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Dis: No, I don't own Harry Potter!

A/N: A cute, but a little twisted, story I thought of. Some of this relates to me, so it's sort of personal in parts, but I'll let you flame on this one if you want, because I know some of you aren't going to agree with the coupling... And yes, it is angst at the start...But you'll see in the end...

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Hermione sighed as she wiped a silent tear from her cheek as she huddled up even tighter, her eyes never moving from the dancing flame of the fireplace. Another fight with Ron always meant another unbreakable bout of pain for Hermione. Closing her eyes softly, Hermione buried her forehead into her knees, more tears treckling into her pyjama pants. Suddenly the sound of light footsteps made Hermione's eyes snap open, her face turning pale. Looking around slowly, she sighed with releif as she saw Crookshanks, she was glad that it wasn't Ron. "Come here, Crookshanks." Hermione whispered softly, patting a cushion next to her. In a flash of ginger and white, Crookshanks leapt over the back of the lounge and was now curled up quite comfortably next to her.

"At least you love me." Hermione sighed quietly, stroking Crookshanks absent-mindedly. Rather noisily, the Common Room door suddenly swung open, and Harry and Ginny stumbled in laughing, locked in each other's embraces. Hermione couldn't stand watching, or even listening to them. Covering her ears, Hermione buried her head under the cusion Crookshanks was on. Crookshanks leapt off quite suddenly and ruffled himself angrily. Closing her eyes tightly, Hermione felt more warm tears crawling down her stained cheeks, their laughing was too much for her...Even seeing them together and so...Happy, dug into her like a knife. Hermione looked up as she felt someone take the cushion away from her face.

"Hermione? What's wrong?" Hermione looked up to see Ginny and Harry looking down at her, as white as sheets. "Go away." Hermione snapped icily, still with her ears covered and eyes shut again.

"Hermione...Please, what is it? It's not...Ron...?" Ginny asked quietly, resting a hand on her arm.

"JUST BLOODY LEAVE ME ALONE!" Hermione suddenly screamed, apparently taking everyone in the Common Room, even herself, but shock and surprise. Quickly fleeing from the Common Room, Hermione ran blindly into the dark corridors. She didn't care where she ended up, just being around people that even smiled drove her insane. Slipping into the girl's toilets, Hermione slid down the back of the door. At least someone was here that knew how she felt.

Hermione gave a sniff as she felt cold droplets of water falling onto her. Looking up she met Moaning Myrtle...Who was apparently more than happy to see Hermione so upset. "Not you, too." Hermione whimpered as Myrtle gave a giggle. "And you all said I was miserable..." Shaking her head and smiling, Myrtle sat down on top of the taps, watching her gleefully. "My misery only brings happiness to you all, doesn't it?!" Hermione demanded, her eyes pink as she smashed her fist on the cold and damp floor. Myrtle nodded still smiling and watching her every move with great interest. "I guess so...It's finally worth seeing one of you lot miserable...You finally get to see how I feel." Hermione glared up at her and hissed a little, her fringe now sticking to her tears. "However...If you want some help..." Myrtle's face suddenly split into a wider grin as she floated down to Hermione. "...I'm more than willing to help you."

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A/N: How was that for a first chapter? Sorry it's short, but I wanted to give you all a...Well...Kind of, cliffhanger. The next chapter will be up real soon, because I really want to work on this!