Daft Git
Chapter Six: Bitter
A few weeks passed by at Hogwarts, and Hermione still hadn't spoken to Ron. He acted like she didn't even exist. Hermione followed suit. She found out that he did decide to go out with Jasmine. Harry thought that Ron only chose Jasmine because he didn't want go through the hassle of making up with Hermione. That's just how Ron was. He always takes the easy way out when it comes to girls. Ginny tried to be there for her, but it was no use. Hermione didn't want to be bothered at all. It seemed like every time she left the tower, she saw Jasmine with Ron. It was heartbreaking to see Ron, the love of her life, with another woman. She cringed at the fact that she wasn't half as beautiful as Jasmine. There wasn't anything she could do but hide from it. She decided if she didn't go to meals, then she wouldn't run into them. She nearly broke down and cried every time she did.
Lavander and Pavati didn't make it any better. It seemed they were torn between taunting Hermione, or comforting her. Hermione hadn't eaten for several days. The only time she did eat, was when Dobby the House Elf came to her dorm and gave her food. That was all Harry's doing. She was getting very thin. The circles were deepening under her eyes. She didn't get much sleep because every time she tried, dreams of Ron and Jasmine would haunt her.
She was depressed. Hermione Granger, prefect, top of her year, was depressed. Every other day she had a nervous breakdown. Her grades remained the same, but her participation in class dropped severely. She merely sat there, never raising her hand to answer questions. This, was truly unlike Hermione. Others were noticing her definite change as well. When people tried to talk to her about it, or cheer her up, she was distant and detached with whatever she said. She felt empty. A part of her was gone. Indeed, it was. She not only lost one of her best friends, but she also lost the love of her entire world. Ron was gone, Jasmine had him now. Hermione missed him so much. She tried to put things out of her mind, but it was no use. On one of her trips to the library, she saw those two in one of the rows, snogging. Of course she ran out of there, tears flowing as they so often did now and days. The library, the one place she had to go to get away from things, her sanctuary, was tainted. She could no longer go to there without running the risk of seeing them there. She figured since Jasmine was a Ravenclaw, she'd be in there often. Ginny and Harry would bring the books she needed, but as the days passed, she needed less and less. She didn't want to read anymore. She didn't want to do anything. She mostly spent her time crying and staring off into nothingness. Zoning out was the easiest thing to do. She didn't have to think. She could just sit there, undisturbed. Her studies weren't that important to her anymore. She had memorized the books over the previous summer anyway, so it didn't matter. She knew what the classes were covering and her marks didn't suffer, but her heart did. The hole in her heart, where Ron had once been, was getting larger. It was consuming her very soul. She was changing drastically. She didn't care what happened to her anymore.
Ron had done this to her.
It was his fault that she was like this. It was his fault she didn't care about anything. After all, they'd finally told each other that they fancied each other and that made her immensely happy. But what she didn't know at the time was that he was about to do the same with Jasmine.
Why did he make her crazy like this?
Deep down, she knew why. Her feelings had grown a lot. It was part of that whole "you want something more, because you can't have it." Jealousy was taking over. She got annoyed at all the times he was jealous of Victor, and now look at her. She was nothing but a hypocrite. A severely depressed, heartbroken hypocrite.
Victor. He had asked her to come to visit him during Christmas. The holidays were in fact nearly here. He still cared for her, even though she rejected him time and time again. She needed out of Hogwarts. She certainly couldn't spend Christmas in this mess, but she didn't want to go home. Maybe she could visit Victor. After all, what was keeping her here?
She got out a quill and some parchment and began to write a letter to him, asking if the offer was still open.
When she was finished, she went down to the owlery, desperately hoping that she didn't see Ron or Jasmine on the way. She tied the letter to one of the school owls and sent it off out the window. She wasn't really sure why she chose to go visit Victor for Christmas, but at least it was a familiar, caring face. She might actually get to see some happiness in her life, even if it is only for Christmas.
A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you to those of you who have reviewed so far. Don't worry, I will be writing a longer chapter next time. Oh, and if some of you are wondering, "Why would Hermione ever go to Bulgaria to visit Victor," don't be concerned. Hermione is so out of it that she doesn't care what happens anymore. No, she doesn't like Victor like that, but she knows that he cares for her, and that's what she needs right now. A good, male friend, besides Harry, to confide in. You'll find out more in the next chapter. Trust me, the next chapter is one of my favorites. Although writing it is gonna be kind of hard. Okay enough of my babbling. Keep reading the story and telling me what you think. I really appreciate reviews. Wait- I take that back..I LOVE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! (please review!) lol
Love from,
Chrystal
Chapter Six: Bitter
A few weeks passed by at Hogwarts, and Hermione still hadn't spoken to Ron. He acted like she didn't even exist. Hermione followed suit. She found out that he did decide to go out with Jasmine. Harry thought that Ron only chose Jasmine because he didn't want go through the hassle of making up with Hermione. That's just how Ron was. He always takes the easy way out when it comes to girls. Ginny tried to be there for her, but it was no use. Hermione didn't want to be bothered at all. It seemed like every time she left the tower, she saw Jasmine with Ron. It was heartbreaking to see Ron, the love of her life, with another woman. She cringed at the fact that she wasn't half as beautiful as Jasmine. There wasn't anything she could do but hide from it. She decided if she didn't go to meals, then she wouldn't run into them. She nearly broke down and cried every time she did.
Lavander and Pavati didn't make it any better. It seemed they were torn between taunting Hermione, or comforting her. Hermione hadn't eaten for several days. The only time she did eat, was when Dobby the House Elf came to her dorm and gave her food. That was all Harry's doing. She was getting very thin. The circles were deepening under her eyes. She didn't get much sleep because every time she tried, dreams of Ron and Jasmine would haunt her.
She was depressed. Hermione Granger, prefect, top of her year, was depressed. Every other day she had a nervous breakdown. Her grades remained the same, but her participation in class dropped severely. She merely sat there, never raising her hand to answer questions. This, was truly unlike Hermione. Others were noticing her definite change as well. When people tried to talk to her about it, or cheer her up, she was distant and detached with whatever she said. She felt empty. A part of her was gone. Indeed, it was. She not only lost one of her best friends, but she also lost the love of her entire world. Ron was gone, Jasmine had him now. Hermione missed him so much. She tried to put things out of her mind, but it was no use. On one of her trips to the library, she saw those two in one of the rows, snogging. Of course she ran out of there, tears flowing as they so often did now and days. The library, the one place she had to go to get away from things, her sanctuary, was tainted. She could no longer go to there without running the risk of seeing them there. She figured since Jasmine was a Ravenclaw, she'd be in there often. Ginny and Harry would bring the books she needed, but as the days passed, she needed less and less. She didn't want to read anymore. She didn't want to do anything. She mostly spent her time crying and staring off into nothingness. Zoning out was the easiest thing to do. She didn't have to think. She could just sit there, undisturbed. Her studies weren't that important to her anymore. She had memorized the books over the previous summer anyway, so it didn't matter. She knew what the classes were covering and her marks didn't suffer, but her heart did. The hole in her heart, where Ron had once been, was getting larger. It was consuming her very soul. She was changing drastically. She didn't care what happened to her anymore.
Ron had done this to her.
It was his fault that she was like this. It was his fault she didn't care about anything. After all, they'd finally told each other that they fancied each other and that made her immensely happy. But what she didn't know at the time was that he was about to do the same with Jasmine.
Why did he make her crazy like this?
Deep down, she knew why. Her feelings had grown a lot. It was part of that whole "you want something more, because you can't have it." Jealousy was taking over. She got annoyed at all the times he was jealous of Victor, and now look at her. She was nothing but a hypocrite. A severely depressed, heartbroken hypocrite.
Victor. He had asked her to come to visit him during Christmas. The holidays were in fact nearly here. He still cared for her, even though she rejected him time and time again. She needed out of Hogwarts. She certainly couldn't spend Christmas in this mess, but she didn't want to go home. Maybe she could visit Victor. After all, what was keeping her here?
She got out a quill and some parchment and began to write a letter to him, asking if the offer was still open.
When she was finished, she went down to the owlery, desperately hoping that she didn't see Ron or Jasmine on the way. She tied the letter to one of the school owls and sent it off out the window. She wasn't really sure why she chose to go visit Victor for Christmas, but at least it was a familiar, caring face. She might actually get to see some happiness in her life, even if it is only for Christmas.
A/N: Hey everyone! Thank you to those of you who have reviewed so far. Don't worry, I will be writing a longer chapter next time. Oh, and if some of you are wondering, "Why would Hermione ever go to Bulgaria to visit Victor," don't be concerned. Hermione is so out of it that she doesn't care what happens anymore. No, she doesn't like Victor like that, but she knows that he cares for her, and that's what she needs right now. A good, male friend, besides Harry, to confide in. You'll find out more in the next chapter. Trust me, the next chapter is one of my favorites. Although writing it is gonna be kind of hard. Okay enough of my babbling. Keep reading the story and telling me what you think. I really appreciate reviews. Wait- I take that back..I LOVE REVIEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! (please review!) lol
Love from,
Chrystal