A/N: Okay I have two notes. First, I'm not making this story up. If you
look back at the first chapter I said this is my friend's story. Everything
that will happen is already written. And second, this is a D/H story. Yes,
I know that Draco and Ginny are together right now and Harry and Hermione
will be getting together, but it is only for later events. Draco and
Hermione will end up together in a little while. Okay, with that done
here's some more story.
Chapter Thirteen
"What the hell?" Ron yelled at Hermione, who was now cringing at the volume of his voice. "I'm glad you and that git broke up, but now he's taken my sister. What kind of friend are you?" Hermione raised an eyebrow as if getting ready to protest this comment, but decided that if she were to retaliate the argument would only get worse.
"Settle down Ron, Ginny's a smart girl." She said.
"You WERE, too." He said, voice dripping with venom.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she angrily asked, now unable to control her anger. A small crowd was gathering around them in the common room by this time.
He lowered his voice, making every word cut through her. "I said you WERE a smart girl but HE changed you."
"Sure, my grades did slip a bit.but they're still better than yours." she retaliated, her voice matching his.
"You bitch!" Ron hissed.
"Speak not to me, I'm done with you!" she said, forcing every word into his brain. She stomped up the stairs and slammed the door to her room.
There was a knock at her door. "WHAT?" she yelled, still flustered from the fight.
"It's me.Harry." a voice called from the other side of the door.
"Oh, come in." she said now a bit more calmed. He walked in slowly and took a seat in her desk chair. She was sitting in an armchair across the room, he observed.
"That was a pretty.err.rough fight." Harry said trying to break the ice. Hermione rolled her eyes. "He's just worried about Gin you know." He said, getting up from his chair to sit by Hermione.
"She can make her own decisions. She's a big girl now." Hermione said angrily.
"Yeah, I know." Harry said softly. Hermione's heart dropped. This whole time she had been so worried about her ordeal with Malfoy, she had totally forgotten Harry had gotten his heart broken too.
She put her hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eye. "I'm sorry, I should have been there for you." She apologized.
"It's okay, I don't' know what you could have done." He said half- heartedly.
"Well.this." She said as she put her hand on his cheek and pressed her lips lightly against his.
Harry's eyes widened as she pulled away from his lips. "Wha.how.huh." he stuttered in complete surprise. Hermione giggled.
"I just though you could use a pick-me-up." She smiled.
"But." he stopped.
Hermione waited for him to finish, but after a while she said, "Well.. I guess you better go back to your room." And she guided him out the room.
After he was out of her room she sat down at her desk to begin her homework. She was just getting started when there was a knock at the door. She cautiously walked to the door and opened it.
"You're back?" she asked giggling at Harry waiting outside the door.
"I don't understand what.er.just happened." He explained.
"What do you mean?"
"Well.for starters, did it mean anything?"
"I was just trying to make you fell better." She said, raising her eyebrows.
"HERMIONE, you can't just kiss someone and say it meant NOTHING!" he raised his voice, now tired of her avoiding the question.
Hermione became a bit scared when the volume of their conversation was raised. "I don't know.it just happened." She whispered.
"So do you just want me to forget about it? Pretend it never happened?" he asked, still slightly angry.
"No.I just..." she stopped. The two of them locked eyes and suddenly Harry was moving his head towards hers, and kissed her passionately on the lips. The two pulled away after a few moments, some what shocked.
"We can't do this." Hermione said softly, again kissing Harry.
"Why not?" Harry asked breathlessly, leaning for another kiss.
"Ron." Hermione said as she began to bring her lips to his. Harry pulled away, leaving her leaning forward a bit. She looked up at him and saw he was upset. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"RON?" he asked, getting angry again. "What about RON?"
"It would be awkward for him to have his friends dating." She answered innocently.
"That's not it.I know what it is." He said, lowering his eyebrows. Hermione opened her mouth as if to say something but was cut off. "No matter who you're with, there's that little piece of your heart that belongs to Ron. You can never fully love anyone else." He scowled. Hermione's eyes glazed over seeing the pain she had caused her friend.
"That's not true." She defended, her voice cracking.
"You know it is.so I'm going to leave. Next time you kiss someone make sure they know that you're not ever going to love them with ALL your heart." He hissed, slamming the door behind him.
Hermione ran to her bed and pushed her face into her pillow to muffle her crying. 'How could I hurt Harry like that? I should have though before I kissed him. He's already hurt by Ginny. Why did I have to add to that?'
She went over to her mirror and wiped the tears from her eyes. She gazed at the girl in the mirror. How come the caring Hermione she had been all her years at Hogwarts, was now breaking hearts left and right. She felt terrible.
The fact was.she had always had feelings for Ron. Harry was correct in that assumption. But, when she kissed Harry, she had felt safe and loved. She assumed that what she had felt when she'd kissed Draco it had been love, but it had to have been lust. What she had felt just ten minutes ago; THAT was love. She had to let Harry know how she felt. She got a piece of parchment and began to write.
Dearest Harry,
I already know you won't come back with everything that has happened between us tonight. But being friends is not enough for me. A thousand years could not erase the memory of your kiss. I'm here going crazy. I can't apologize more for how I hurt you. And, for you, I will gladly let the piece of my heart that belongs to Ron, die.
Please forgive me - Hermione
She looked at the words she had just written. Never in her life had she written words that meant so much to her. Now, she would just have to wait and see if they meant anything to Harry. She walked up to the Year Seven boy's room and slid the letter under the door.
Chapter Thirteen
"What the hell?" Ron yelled at Hermione, who was now cringing at the volume of his voice. "I'm glad you and that git broke up, but now he's taken my sister. What kind of friend are you?" Hermione raised an eyebrow as if getting ready to protest this comment, but decided that if she were to retaliate the argument would only get worse.
"Settle down Ron, Ginny's a smart girl." She said.
"You WERE, too." He said, voice dripping with venom.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she angrily asked, now unable to control her anger. A small crowd was gathering around them in the common room by this time.
He lowered his voice, making every word cut through her. "I said you WERE a smart girl but HE changed you."
"Sure, my grades did slip a bit.but they're still better than yours." she retaliated, her voice matching his.
"You bitch!" Ron hissed.
"Speak not to me, I'm done with you!" she said, forcing every word into his brain. She stomped up the stairs and slammed the door to her room.
There was a knock at her door. "WHAT?" she yelled, still flustered from the fight.
"It's me.Harry." a voice called from the other side of the door.
"Oh, come in." she said now a bit more calmed. He walked in slowly and took a seat in her desk chair. She was sitting in an armchair across the room, he observed.
"That was a pretty.err.rough fight." Harry said trying to break the ice. Hermione rolled her eyes. "He's just worried about Gin you know." He said, getting up from his chair to sit by Hermione.
"She can make her own decisions. She's a big girl now." Hermione said angrily.
"Yeah, I know." Harry said softly. Hermione's heart dropped. This whole time she had been so worried about her ordeal with Malfoy, she had totally forgotten Harry had gotten his heart broken too.
She put her hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eye. "I'm sorry, I should have been there for you." She apologized.
"It's okay, I don't' know what you could have done." He said half- heartedly.
"Well.this." She said as she put her hand on his cheek and pressed her lips lightly against his.
Harry's eyes widened as she pulled away from his lips. "Wha.how.huh." he stuttered in complete surprise. Hermione giggled.
"I just though you could use a pick-me-up." She smiled.
"But." he stopped.
Hermione waited for him to finish, but after a while she said, "Well.. I guess you better go back to your room." And she guided him out the room.
After he was out of her room she sat down at her desk to begin her homework. She was just getting started when there was a knock at the door. She cautiously walked to the door and opened it.
"You're back?" she asked giggling at Harry waiting outside the door.
"I don't understand what.er.just happened." He explained.
"What do you mean?"
"Well.for starters, did it mean anything?"
"I was just trying to make you fell better." She said, raising her eyebrows.
"HERMIONE, you can't just kiss someone and say it meant NOTHING!" he raised his voice, now tired of her avoiding the question.
Hermione became a bit scared when the volume of their conversation was raised. "I don't know.it just happened." She whispered.
"So do you just want me to forget about it? Pretend it never happened?" he asked, still slightly angry.
"No.I just..." she stopped. The two of them locked eyes and suddenly Harry was moving his head towards hers, and kissed her passionately on the lips. The two pulled away after a few moments, some what shocked.
"We can't do this." Hermione said softly, again kissing Harry.
"Why not?" Harry asked breathlessly, leaning for another kiss.
"Ron." Hermione said as she began to bring her lips to his. Harry pulled away, leaving her leaning forward a bit. She looked up at him and saw he was upset. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"RON?" he asked, getting angry again. "What about RON?"
"It would be awkward for him to have his friends dating." She answered innocently.
"That's not it.I know what it is." He said, lowering his eyebrows. Hermione opened her mouth as if to say something but was cut off. "No matter who you're with, there's that little piece of your heart that belongs to Ron. You can never fully love anyone else." He scowled. Hermione's eyes glazed over seeing the pain she had caused her friend.
"That's not true." She defended, her voice cracking.
"You know it is.so I'm going to leave. Next time you kiss someone make sure they know that you're not ever going to love them with ALL your heart." He hissed, slamming the door behind him.
Hermione ran to her bed and pushed her face into her pillow to muffle her crying. 'How could I hurt Harry like that? I should have though before I kissed him. He's already hurt by Ginny. Why did I have to add to that?'
She went over to her mirror and wiped the tears from her eyes. She gazed at the girl in the mirror. How come the caring Hermione she had been all her years at Hogwarts, was now breaking hearts left and right. She felt terrible.
The fact was.she had always had feelings for Ron. Harry was correct in that assumption. But, when she kissed Harry, she had felt safe and loved. She assumed that what she had felt when she'd kissed Draco it had been love, but it had to have been lust. What she had felt just ten minutes ago; THAT was love. She had to let Harry know how she felt. She got a piece of parchment and began to write.
Dearest Harry,
I already know you won't come back with everything that has happened between us tonight. But being friends is not enough for me. A thousand years could not erase the memory of your kiss. I'm here going crazy. I can't apologize more for how I hurt you. And, for you, I will gladly let the piece of my heart that belongs to Ron, die.
Please forgive me - Hermione
She looked at the words she had just written. Never in her life had she written words that meant so much to her. Now, she would just have to wait and see if they meant anything to Harry. She walked up to the Year Seven boy's room and slid the letter under the door.