***Summary-
Hermione entered her 7th year with a heavy heart and a sinking feeling in
her stomach. A hard break up with Ron and Harry being a friend because he
felt it was necessary was not how she wanted her life to be. Holidays alone
and a new attitude to life bring Hermione and Draco closer together, much
to both their disgusts. {HG/DM}
***Disclaimer- I own none of the characters that seem familiar from the book. But the ones I created are ALL MINE! They live in a glass case in my bedroom and I take them out at my own pleasure. Please be gentle with them if you wish to borrow them. I don't want them scratched!!
***Author's Note- Hi guys! I'm Jade and I created this here massacre of Miss Joanne Rowling's wonderful works. This is my newest story, I am working on two others at this exact moment, but I'm sorta stuck with them at the moment so hey, on with the next one! Lol, this is my first sorta Hermione/Draco fic, even though 'Down With Love' will one day become a Hermione/Draco one if I get around to it. my other story at the moment is 'Unatural' and it's a Draco/Harry fic for all those people who are obsessed with them. (I do admit I am one of them,**Me at DAHFA Anonymous meeting: "Hi, I'm Jade and I'm a Draco-and-Harry-fanfic-aholic." **crowd of other Draco-and-Harry- Fanfic-Aholics: "Hi Jade!")
Hmm, sorry about that, I do apologize for my slight brain adjustment there. Boy is it hot in here? Phew, so, I here the ducks are flying south this winter? Lol I'm going to start with the story now before you all shoot me for being mad, or you just don't read coz I'm boring your pants off. (I like you without pants ;))
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Chapter 1- sick of being jerked around!
Hermione sat on her bed in the small room she'd rented in The Leaky Cauldron for the rest of the summer. There was two weeks until term started, but last weekend had been her parents Anniversary and Hermione had surprised them with a holiday to America for the two of them. Truthfully it had been from her grandparents too, but Hermione had given it to them. They had been a little bit apprehensive about leaving her alone in a room above a bar. But after she had introduced them to Tom, they got used to the idea and made her promise she'd call everyday and send them letters whenever she could.
So now, she was sitting in her cozy room over the wizard pub, looking down at a piece of parchment, bearing her soul and her pain to the boy she thought she loved.
She re-read the letter for the umpteenth time that day and as she did a fresh tear fell from her clear brown eyes.
Dearest Ron, (It Read)
It breaks my heart to write these words to you, but I need to let you know how I feel. I have always felt a certain bond with you; there has always been a certain sexually tension between us as I'm sure you are aware of.
I was ecstatic when you finally confessed your feelings to me and I realised you felt the same way that I did. Those first few months of being with you were some of the best in my life. I was so in love, and you were so loving. But I'm sure that you have noticed that we are drifting apart. This summer I have received fewer then 10 owls from you, and my last 3 owls have gone unanswered. At first I was so worried, I thought that something bad must have happened to you. But then when I received an owl from Ginny, asking me if you and I were still together, I realised you were just jerking me around. I questioned Ginny incessantly about why she asked if we were together and she ignored the subject or made lame excuses about it. It made me worry that you were seeing someone behind my back. As I see these words on the paper I'm getting angry, although when the words were just ideas in my head they only made me upset.
Now, as it is written in front of me so clearly, I see that it is blatantly obvious you must be cheating on me, and now I want to tear your heart out and put it in a food processor. Because then at least you will know what it feels like to me.
Ronald Weasley, unless you owl me back as soon as you receive this and give me a damn good excuse for why you've been acting so heartlessly, I think our relationship will go no further.
Awaiting your reply, Hermione Granger
She bit her lip hard and tried to hold back the tears that threatened to flow down her flushed cheeks. She folded the parchment and placed it inside a small envelope, then she sealed the envelope with a small seal brandishing her initials that her parents had given her for Christmas. She flicked her hair off her face and wiped away the few stray tears that had escaped her eyes. She flashed her eyes at the mirror to ensure she didn't look too teary before running downstairs to ask Tom if she could borrow his owl.
***Disclaimer- I own none of the characters that seem familiar from the book. But the ones I created are ALL MINE! They live in a glass case in my bedroom and I take them out at my own pleasure. Please be gentle with them if you wish to borrow them. I don't want them scratched!!
***Author's Note- Hi guys! I'm Jade and I created this here massacre of Miss Joanne Rowling's wonderful works. This is my newest story, I am working on two others at this exact moment, but I'm sorta stuck with them at the moment so hey, on with the next one! Lol, this is my first sorta Hermione/Draco fic, even though 'Down With Love' will one day become a Hermione/Draco one if I get around to it. my other story at the moment is 'Unatural' and it's a Draco/Harry fic for all those people who are obsessed with them. (I do admit I am one of them,**Me at DAHFA Anonymous meeting: "Hi, I'm Jade and I'm a Draco-and-Harry-fanfic-aholic." **crowd of other Draco-and-Harry- Fanfic-Aholics: "Hi Jade!")
Hmm, sorry about that, I do apologize for my slight brain adjustment there. Boy is it hot in here? Phew, so, I here the ducks are flying south this winter? Lol I'm going to start with the story now before you all shoot me for being mad, or you just don't read coz I'm boring your pants off. (I like you without pants ;))
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Chapter 1- sick of being jerked around!
Hermione sat on her bed in the small room she'd rented in The Leaky Cauldron for the rest of the summer. There was two weeks until term started, but last weekend had been her parents Anniversary and Hermione had surprised them with a holiday to America for the two of them. Truthfully it had been from her grandparents too, but Hermione had given it to them. They had been a little bit apprehensive about leaving her alone in a room above a bar. But after she had introduced them to Tom, they got used to the idea and made her promise she'd call everyday and send them letters whenever she could.
So now, she was sitting in her cozy room over the wizard pub, looking down at a piece of parchment, bearing her soul and her pain to the boy she thought she loved.
She re-read the letter for the umpteenth time that day and as she did a fresh tear fell from her clear brown eyes.
Dearest Ron, (It Read)
It breaks my heart to write these words to you, but I need to let you know how I feel. I have always felt a certain bond with you; there has always been a certain sexually tension between us as I'm sure you are aware of.
I was ecstatic when you finally confessed your feelings to me and I realised you felt the same way that I did. Those first few months of being with you were some of the best in my life. I was so in love, and you were so loving. But I'm sure that you have noticed that we are drifting apart. This summer I have received fewer then 10 owls from you, and my last 3 owls have gone unanswered. At first I was so worried, I thought that something bad must have happened to you. But then when I received an owl from Ginny, asking me if you and I were still together, I realised you were just jerking me around. I questioned Ginny incessantly about why she asked if we were together and she ignored the subject or made lame excuses about it. It made me worry that you were seeing someone behind my back. As I see these words on the paper I'm getting angry, although when the words were just ideas in my head they only made me upset.
Now, as it is written in front of me so clearly, I see that it is blatantly obvious you must be cheating on me, and now I want to tear your heart out and put it in a food processor. Because then at least you will know what it feels like to me.
Ronald Weasley, unless you owl me back as soon as you receive this and give me a damn good excuse for why you've been acting so heartlessly, I think our relationship will go no further.
Awaiting your reply, Hermione Granger
She bit her lip hard and tried to hold back the tears that threatened to flow down her flushed cheeks. She folded the parchment and placed it inside a small envelope, then she sealed the envelope with a small seal brandishing her initials that her parents had given her for Christmas. She flicked her hair off her face and wiped away the few stray tears that had escaped her eyes. She flashed her eyes at the mirror to ensure she didn't look too teary before running downstairs to ask Tom if she could borrow his owl.