Disclaimer: JK Rowling is "bloody brilliant" and I thank her for writing
Harry Potter. If she had not written the Harry Potter series, I'd probably
still be reading something stupid...like...Dr. Suess. Hey I take that back,
Dr. Suess isn't stupid, he's cool! But Order of the Phoenix is a much, much
better book than The Cat In The Hat. Anyways, I just own this silly plot!
A/N: I thought I'd update again today only because I absolutely ADORE this chapter. I LOVED writing it so, so, so, so, so, so much. Ya'll will like it a lot.
Hehe, my Kentucky accent coming through there : )
Anyways, I need to take some time to write some more chapters. Because so far I've only written up to Chapter 6, so I'm not going to update in the next couple of days. The earliest I'll update is this weekend, but most likely sometime early next week. I like to be a few chapters ahead in case I don't write one week or something, so I can still update regularly! Isn't that so nice of me? You should repay me by telling ALL your friends about my little fanfic and getting ALL your friends to review!!!! Well, enjoy and please review!!!!
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Chapter Four - A Different Perspective
"Will you pass me the butter, Hermione?" Harry asked politely at breakfast a few weeks later. Hermione reached over and passed him the butter.
"Will you pass me the butter when you're done with it, sweetie?" Ginny asked Harry, and he nodded with a smile.
"Hun, you've got a piece of egg--" Lavender looked up at Ron and took her napkin and wiped the egg off his chin. He thanked her and went on eating.
Hermione found this sickening; Ron and Lavender were all over each other and Harry and Ginny were already acting as if they were engaged and getting married.
Hermione broke the news to them that Viktor had broken up with her, and no one gave her any sympathy. It wasn't like she wanted pity, but she would have at least appreciated an "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that," instead of an, "Oh really? I never liked that git anyways."
Ron found it desperately important to find Hermione a boyfriend. He kept pointing out decent looking boys in the hallway and asking if he should ask them out for her. He once even mentioned Neville as a possible candidate, but Hermione only liked one person...but nobody knew that.
***
Hermione was left out of her old circle of friends now. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Lavender were inseparable and were stuck together like glue. Hermione, however, spent most of her free time (what little of it that she had) either studying, organizing S.P.E.W. again, or doing Head Girl duties.
Hermione spent most of her time in the Library with Ernie Macmillan, the Head Boy, because it was their job to plan, organize, and carry out jobs for the Prefects and other stuff.
Hermione was keeping to herself more than usual now, and would snap at anybody and everybody for interrupting her when she was busy. Malfoy's usual taunts of Hermione and her bushy hair and her being a stuck up know- it-all Mudblood had even started to get unbearable. One time when Hermione was having a conversation during dinner one night with Neville, Malfoy saw them talking and made a new insult, which was singing "The Mudblood and the Squib sitting in a tree---" along with dance moves to accompany it. If he hadn't been teasing her, it would have actually been quite funny because the dance moves were similar to a Muggle song called the "Macarana."
What really hurt however, was during one particular loud rendition of the Mudblood and the Squib song at dinner one evening, Hermione caught Harry, Ginny, and Lavender laughing along with Malfoy. Ron, however wasn't laughing, though he didn't say anything to comfort Hermione.
***
Hermione got out of class one day because Professor McGonagall needed to speak to her and Ernie. When Hermione arrived in the Transfiguration classroom, Ernie was already there. McGonagall spoke to them about their duties and patrolling the corridors during breaks, meals, and after hours. When McGonagall was finished, she dismissed Ernie but kept Hermione behind.
"I usually don't say this to my students, especially the Head Girl," She drew in a raspy breath and sat down at her desk. She closed her eyes for a second then opened them just to find Hermione staring back at her, just as she was when she closed her eyes.
"Yes ma'am?"
McGonagall sighed, "I've seen you in my classes, Miss Granger." Hermione continued to listen attentively but couldn't help but be confused.
"I don't understand, Professor..."
McGonagall noticed Hermione's puzzlement and went on to explain herself. "You've changed, you're more...uptight and...somber. I see you at mealtimes and you don't speak to anyone. I've seen you in the few times that I've been to Gryffindor Tower this year, and you're off by yourself with your nose in a book and papers spread across a table in front of you..."
"So what are you trying to say?"
"I'm trying to say..." She took a deep breath. "...loosen up. Have fun, get into trouble even." Hermione opened her mouth to speak but McGonagall interrupted her. "Not much trouble at least, just...be a teenager. It's not long before you enter the real world, Miss Granger, so enjoy carefree life while you still can."
Hermione slowly shook her head and looked up at McGonagall for the first time ever, in disbelief. Even she could tell that something was wrong with Hermione's life, but not her own friends?
"Excuse me for being straightforward but it really isn't any of your business what is going on with my life and why I act the way I do."
McGonagall looked at first as if she were going to reprimand Hermione but nodded her head in agreement. "You prove a point, yes, but I can't help but feel worried for my top student who doesn't even bother to answer my questions to the class anymore." She paused and folded her hands in her lap and then heaved a sigh. "Hermione...is there something going on that you would like to talk about?"
At that moment, Hermione hated Minerva McGonagall. She hated her wrinkled but yet youthful face, she hated the way she was so smart and wise, she even hated just the way she folded her hands in her lap and sighed when she was about to ask an important question. Hermione hated her mentor with such a passion that she could scream. How dare she try to meddle into my business and my life!
Hermione felt the fire sting her eyes and she forced herself to look up into McGonagall's. "No ma'am, there is nothing."
McGonagall nodded and shuffled some papers on her desk. "Well, I was going to ask you to do me a favor...would you be so kind?"
Hermione opened her mouth so fast that she almost said "no" without thinking. She stopped herself and forced out, "Why yes Professor, what is it you want me to do?" before silently swearing under her breath.
"I need you to fetch Ron Weasley for me because I have matters to attend to with him." She said simply.
Hermione slid back into her chair. "Oh...he would be in...Divination, then wouldn't he?"
McGonagall checked her papers and nodded. "Yes, yes he would." Hermione groaned. Not Professor Trelawney...
Hermione smiled sweetly and told McGonagall that she would indeed fetch Ron from his class. Hermione slung her bag over her shoulder and left the Transfiguration classroom and cried out loudly when the door was safely shut.
***
Hermione sighed deeply and knocked on the door to Professor Trelawney's classroom. "Excuse me, Professor?" She opened up the door halfway and asked in her sweetest voice that she could conjure up. "Professor McGonagall needs to speak to Ron in her classroom..." Hermione said after she had entered halfway inside the perfume filled room.
"Oh come in my dear, I knew you would be coming!" Trelawney spoke in her high, dramatic voice.
"Er...no ma'am, I came to take Ron out of the class..."
"Yes, he will be there in a minute..." She responded distractedly, passing out teacups to students in the class.
Hermione rolled her eyes and stepped inside the classroom, closing the door behind her. Trelawney took one look at her and her face fell. Hermione was probably the only person she hated, ever since Hermione walked out on her four years ago.
"Oh...well, Mr. Weasley, please gather your belongings and do as she says." Trelawney said with a cold look at Hermione. "Come back when you are done for your homework."
Ron nodded and winked at Harry, smiled at Lavender, and went to stand by Hermione. Hermione turned around to open the door again when Trelawney randomly spoke to her.
"I know what your dream meant."
Hermione's hand was on the knob of the door and stopped halfway turning it and stood there for a second, not responding to anything.
"The dream you had last night is one that you will continue to have until it is carried out."
Hermione let go of the knob and turned around, "What dreams?"
Trelawney laughed, "the heart...the necklace..." she stopped herself but Hermione could have sworn that her eyes twinkled in the direction of Ron.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione snapped and turned around and opened the door to let Ron outside the room. Hermione took one step out of the doorway after Ron when Trelawney spoke again.
"Beware the one who steals your heart..."
***
"Hermione, please, come back up there with me...I don't want to see that old bat all alone." Ron did his great impression of a puppy dog face. "Please...?"
Hermione stayed outside the door to McGonagall's room waiting for Ron, because he asked her to stay. When Ron came out, he had a smile on his face but he wouldn't tell Hermione why he was so happy. He was now trying to convince Hermione to go back up to Trelawney's room with him to get his homework. Classes had already ended, so nobody would be up there, and Ron didn't want to go alone.
"Ron, you are a big boy now...you can walk up there on your own, I'm sure." Hermione tried to fight back the urge to just say yes and follow him anywhere he wanted to go.
"But...'Mione...Trelawney is up there..."
"So?"
"Well I'm sure Harry's up in the common room with Ginny already; so Lavender is probably already up there with them...so will you--?" Ron thought aloud.
"Ooh there's an idea." Hermione snapped. "Why don't you bring your girlfriend instead? And you can hold hands and suck each other's faces the whole way up there." She folded her arms stubbornly.
Ron just shook his head and looked at Hermione warily, "what's gotten into you? Ever since Lavender and I started dating, it seems like you're jealous."
"I am NOT jealous."
"Then what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing is wrong with me!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Ron, I am positive."
There was a pause but Ron spoke again, "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Hermione felt a hot surge of anger. Yes I can tell him anything, but he doesn't even stop to listen to me! He doesn't care...
"Yes, I know I can tell you anything, but there's nothing to tell you..."
"Ok then, will you please come up there with me to get my homework?" He begged. "Pretty please? With sugar on top...?" Ron did his puppy dog face again, the face which nobody could resist.
Hermione couldn't help but smile, "And a cherry on top too?"
"Of course." Ron returned her smile.
***
When Hermione and Ron walked up there, Trelawney was putting away the teacups that the class had been using.
"Yes, I saw you coming, you want your homework I suppose?" She said to Ron, who nodded.
"Yeah, thought you'd see that too, seeing as you were the one who told him to come back." Hermione muttered without even bothering to lower her voice.
Trelawney peered at her authoritatively over her glasses and finished sitting the rest of the teacups in the cabinet. "I'll be right back with your assignment Mr. Weasley." She said, still eyeing Hermione and walked off into her office.
After a few minutes of being alone, Ron spoke. "You'd think she'd have it ready, because she gave it to the class just a few minutes ago..."
Hermione nodded in agreement but couldn't bring her eyes up to look at Ron; her gaze had fixed on a crystal ball in the corner.
Ron saw her staring at nowhere and followed her gaze to the crystal ball. "Oh that retched thing's been sitting there since fourth year..."
Hermione didn't take her eyes off the ball...she didn't believe in Divination and seeing the future...but the ball was calling to her...she couldn't resist it...
Hermione sat down in a chair that was next to the table with the crystal ball on it. She scooted up to the table and stared inside the ball; wondering...just wondering what she would see in there. Perhaps, she'd see more than just fog...
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Ron demanded.
"Come here, I think I see something inside the ball."
"You're bloody crazy, get away from it before that old bat comes back in here and sees you."
"No Ron, seriously, look! I can see two figures moving inside." Hermione whispered and motioned for him to join her at another chair.
Indeed he did join her and he thought it was nothing, but he too, saw two figures inside the crystal ball...
***
Inside the crystal ball, there were two people fighting; one with flaming red hair, the other with bushy brown hair. Ron and Hermione were in the Gryffindor common room all alone, shouting at each other.
"So that's all I was to you?" Hermione shouted at Ron, her eyes filled with tears.
"No, I really do care about you, Hermione! That was a long time ago!" Ron retorted desperately, he wasn't shouting but it looked like he were about to cry too.
"But you...you---" Hermione broke off and moved the hair off her neck. She unclasped a necklace hanging around her neck and threw it at Ron. "I LOVED YOU AND YOU MADE ME THINK YOU LOVED ME TOO!"
Ron caught the necklace and held it in his palm, feeling the warmth of the chain that had been around her neck. He was breathing heavily but he closed his eyes and a tear flowed down his cheek. "That's because I do love you, Hermione."
Hermione shook her head in anger. "Take your stupid necklace and go." She pointed at the stairs to the boys dorms but Ron didn't move an inch, he was staring into her eyes, begging for her to stop yelling.
"Please--" Ron began.
Hermione interrupted him by screaming out in frustration.
"Please--" Ron repeated.
"I HATE YOU! YOU'VE RUINED IT ALL AND YOU BROKE MY HEART! I WANT YOU OUT OF MY LIFE!"
Ron just stood there in shock as Hermione cried even harder and ran out of the portrait hole and out of the common room.
***
Someone coughed. "Excuse me."
Hermione looked up from the crystal ball which had turned foggy again to look up at Trelawney.
"Here is your assignment, Mr. Weasley." Trelawney handed Ron the papers but she didn't take her eyes off Hermione, and her lips curled into a smirk.
Ron stood up, took the papers, and walked over to the door.
"You coming, 'Mione?" He asked.
Hermione didn't respond but she slowly got up and made her way over to Ron, who opened the door and stepped out, waiting for her.
Trelawney chuckled, "I said 'beware the one who steals--'"
"I heard you." Hermione retorted and slammed the door behind her.
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A/N: Review. Please. I BEG you. If I get ALOT of reviews it might just make me SOOOO giddy that I'll post Chapter 5 up here early! I don't care if I get reviews from the same person over and over, just review! The more the better! The more it makes me happy............... ...........and the more hints I might give out about what the letter's mean on Ron's necklace...
Oh c'mon, do I REALLY have to resort to bribery?!
A/N: I thought I'd update again today only because I absolutely ADORE this chapter. I LOVED writing it so, so, so, so, so, so much. Ya'll will like it a lot.
Hehe, my Kentucky accent coming through there : )
Anyways, I need to take some time to write some more chapters. Because so far I've only written up to Chapter 6, so I'm not going to update in the next couple of days. The earliest I'll update is this weekend, but most likely sometime early next week. I like to be a few chapters ahead in case I don't write one week or something, so I can still update regularly! Isn't that so nice of me? You should repay me by telling ALL your friends about my little fanfic and getting ALL your friends to review!!!! Well, enjoy and please review!!!!
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Chapter Four - A Different Perspective
"Will you pass me the butter, Hermione?" Harry asked politely at breakfast a few weeks later. Hermione reached over and passed him the butter.
"Will you pass me the butter when you're done with it, sweetie?" Ginny asked Harry, and he nodded with a smile.
"Hun, you've got a piece of egg--" Lavender looked up at Ron and took her napkin and wiped the egg off his chin. He thanked her and went on eating.
Hermione found this sickening; Ron and Lavender were all over each other and Harry and Ginny were already acting as if they were engaged and getting married.
Hermione broke the news to them that Viktor had broken up with her, and no one gave her any sympathy. It wasn't like she wanted pity, but she would have at least appreciated an "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that," instead of an, "Oh really? I never liked that git anyways."
Ron found it desperately important to find Hermione a boyfriend. He kept pointing out decent looking boys in the hallway and asking if he should ask them out for her. He once even mentioned Neville as a possible candidate, but Hermione only liked one person...but nobody knew that.
***
Hermione was left out of her old circle of friends now. Harry, Ginny, Ron, and Lavender were inseparable and were stuck together like glue. Hermione, however, spent most of her free time (what little of it that she had) either studying, organizing S.P.E.W. again, or doing Head Girl duties.
Hermione spent most of her time in the Library with Ernie Macmillan, the Head Boy, because it was their job to plan, organize, and carry out jobs for the Prefects and other stuff.
Hermione was keeping to herself more than usual now, and would snap at anybody and everybody for interrupting her when she was busy. Malfoy's usual taunts of Hermione and her bushy hair and her being a stuck up know- it-all Mudblood had even started to get unbearable. One time when Hermione was having a conversation during dinner one night with Neville, Malfoy saw them talking and made a new insult, which was singing "The Mudblood and the Squib sitting in a tree---" along with dance moves to accompany it. If he hadn't been teasing her, it would have actually been quite funny because the dance moves were similar to a Muggle song called the "Macarana."
What really hurt however, was during one particular loud rendition of the Mudblood and the Squib song at dinner one evening, Hermione caught Harry, Ginny, and Lavender laughing along with Malfoy. Ron, however wasn't laughing, though he didn't say anything to comfort Hermione.
***
Hermione got out of class one day because Professor McGonagall needed to speak to her and Ernie. When Hermione arrived in the Transfiguration classroom, Ernie was already there. McGonagall spoke to them about their duties and patrolling the corridors during breaks, meals, and after hours. When McGonagall was finished, she dismissed Ernie but kept Hermione behind.
"I usually don't say this to my students, especially the Head Girl," She drew in a raspy breath and sat down at her desk. She closed her eyes for a second then opened them just to find Hermione staring back at her, just as she was when she closed her eyes.
"Yes ma'am?"
McGonagall sighed, "I've seen you in my classes, Miss Granger." Hermione continued to listen attentively but couldn't help but be confused.
"I don't understand, Professor..."
McGonagall noticed Hermione's puzzlement and went on to explain herself. "You've changed, you're more...uptight and...somber. I see you at mealtimes and you don't speak to anyone. I've seen you in the few times that I've been to Gryffindor Tower this year, and you're off by yourself with your nose in a book and papers spread across a table in front of you..."
"So what are you trying to say?"
"I'm trying to say..." She took a deep breath. "...loosen up. Have fun, get into trouble even." Hermione opened her mouth to speak but McGonagall interrupted her. "Not much trouble at least, just...be a teenager. It's not long before you enter the real world, Miss Granger, so enjoy carefree life while you still can."
Hermione slowly shook her head and looked up at McGonagall for the first time ever, in disbelief. Even she could tell that something was wrong with Hermione's life, but not her own friends?
"Excuse me for being straightforward but it really isn't any of your business what is going on with my life and why I act the way I do."
McGonagall looked at first as if she were going to reprimand Hermione but nodded her head in agreement. "You prove a point, yes, but I can't help but feel worried for my top student who doesn't even bother to answer my questions to the class anymore." She paused and folded her hands in her lap and then heaved a sigh. "Hermione...is there something going on that you would like to talk about?"
At that moment, Hermione hated Minerva McGonagall. She hated her wrinkled but yet youthful face, she hated the way she was so smart and wise, she even hated just the way she folded her hands in her lap and sighed when she was about to ask an important question. Hermione hated her mentor with such a passion that she could scream. How dare she try to meddle into my business and my life!
Hermione felt the fire sting her eyes and she forced herself to look up into McGonagall's. "No ma'am, there is nothing."
McGonagall nodded and shuffled some papers on her desk. "Well, I was going to ask you to do me a favor...would you be so kind?"
Hermione opened her mouth so fast that she almost said "no" without thinking. She stopped herself and forced out, "Why yes Professor, what is it you want me to do?" before silently swearing under her breath.
"I need you to fetch Ron Weasley for me because I have matters to attend to with him." She said simply.
Hermione slid back into her chair. "Oh...he would be in...Divination, then wouldn't he?"
McGonagall checked her papers and nodded. "Yes, yes he would." Hermione groaned. Not Professor Trelawney...
Hermione smiled sweetly and told McGonagall that she would indeed fetch Ron from his class. Hermione slung her bag over her shoulder and left the Transfiguration classroom and cried out loudly when the door was safely shut.
***
Hermione sighed deeply and knocked on the door to Professor Trelawney's classroom. "Excuse me, Professor?" She opened up the door halfway and asked in her sweetest voice that she could conjure up. "Professor McGonagall needs to speak to Ron in her classroom..." Hermione said after she had entered halfway inside the perfume filled room.
"Oh come in my dear, I knew you would be coming!" Trelawney spoke in her high, dramatic voice.
"Er...no ma'am, I came to take Ron out of the class..."
"Yes, he will be there in a minute..." She responded distractedly, passing out teacups to students in the class.
Hermione rolled her eyes and stepped inside the classroom, closing the door behind her. Trelawney took one look at her and her face fell. Hermione was probably the only person she hated, ever since Hermione walked out on her four years ago.
"Oh...well, Mr. Weasley, please gather your belongings and do as she says." Trelawney said with a cold look at Hermione. "Come back when you are done for your homework."
Ron nodded and winked at Harry, smiled at Lavender, and went to stand by Hermione. Hermione turned around to open the door again when Trelawney randomly spoke to her.
"I know what your dream meant."
Hermione's hand was on the knob of the door and stopped halfway turning it and stood there for a second, not responding to anything.
"The dream you had last night is one that you will continue to have until it is carried out."
Hermione let go of the knob and turned around, "What dreams?"
Trelawney laughed, "the heart...the necklace..." she stopped herself but Hermione could have sworn that her eyes twinkled in the direction of Ron.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Hermione snapped and turned around and opened the door to let Ron outside the room. Hermione took one step out of the doorway after Ron when Trelawney spoke again.
"Beware the one who steals your heart..."
***
"Hermione, please, come back up there with me...I don't want to see that old bat all alone." Ron did his great impression of a puppy dog face. "Please...?"
Hermione stayed outside the door to McGonagall's room waiting for Ron, because he asked her to stay. When Ron came out, he had a smile on his face but he wouldn't tell Hermione why he was so happy. He was now trying to convince Hermione to go back up to Trelawney's room with him to get his homework. Classes had already ended, so nobody would be up there, and Ron didn't want to go alone.
"Ron, you are a big boy now...you can walk up there on your own, I'm sure." Hermione tried to fight back the urge to just say yes and follow him anywhere he wanted to go.
"But...'Mione...Trelawney is up there..."
"So?"
"Well I'm sure Harry's up in the common room with Ginny already; so Lavender is probably already up there with them...so will you--?" Ron thought aloud.
"Ooh there's an idea." Hermione snapped. "Why don't you bring your girlfriend instead? And you can hold hands and suck each other's faces the whole way up there." She folded her arms stubbornly.
Ron just shook his head and looked at Hermione warily, "what's gotten into you? Ever since Lavender and I started dating, it seems like you're jealous."
"I am NOT jealous."
"Then what's wrong with you?"
"Nothing is wrong with me!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes Ron, I am positive."
There was a pause but Ron spoke again, "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Hermione felt a hot surge of anger. Yes I can tell him anything, but he doesn't even stop to listen to me! He doesn't care...
"Yes, I know I can tell you anything, but there's nothing to tell you..."
"Ok then, will you please come up there with me to get my homework?" He begged. "Pretty please? With sugar on top...?" Ron did his puppy dog face again, the face which nobody could resist.
Hermione couldn't help but smile, "And a cherry on top too?"
"Of course." Ron returned her smile.
***
When Hermione and Ron walked up there, Trelawney was putting away the teacups that the class had been using.
"Yes, I saw you coming, you want your homework I suppose?" She said to Ron, who nodded.
"Yeah, thought you'd see that too, seeing as you were the one who told him to come back." Hermione muttered without even bothering to lower her voice.
Trelawney peered at her authoritatively over her glasses and finished sitting the rest of the teacups in the cabinet. "I'll be right back with your assignment Mr. Weasley." She said, still eyeing Hermione and walked off into her office.
After a few minutes of being alone, Ron spoke. "You'd think she'd have it ready, because she gave it to the class just a few minutes ago..."
Hermione nodded in agreement but couldn't bring her eyes up to look at Ron; her gaze had fixed on a crystal ball in the corner.
Ron saw her staring at nowhere and followed her gaze to the crystal ball. "Oh that retched thing's been sitting there since fourth year..."
Hermione didn't take her eyes off the ball...she didn't believe in Divination and seeing the future...but the ball was calling to her...she couldn't resist it...
Hermione sat down in a chair that was next to the table with the crystal ball on it. She scooted up to the table and stared inside the ball; wondering...just wondering what she would see in there. Perhaps, she'd see more than just fog...
"Hermione, what are you doing?" Ron demanded.
"Come here, I think I see something inside the ball."
"You're bloody crazy, get away from it before that old bat comes back in here and sees you."
"No Ron, seriously, look! I can see two figures moving inside." Hermione whispered and motioned for him to join her at another chair.
Indeed he did join her and he thought it was nothing, but he too, saw two figures inside the crystal ball...
***
Inside the crystal ball, there were two people fighting; one with flaming red hair, the other with bushy brown hair. Ron and Hermione were in the Gryffindor common room all alone, shouting at each other.
"So that's all I was to you?" Hermione shouted at Ron, her eyes filled with tears.
"No, I really do care about you, Hermione! That was a long time ago!" Ron retorted desperately, he wasn't shouting but it looked like he were about to cry too.
"But you...you---" Hermione broke off and moved the hair off her neck. She unclasped a necklace hanging around her neck and threw it at Ron. "I LOVED YOU AND YOU MADE ME THINK YOU LOVED ME TOO!"
Ron caught the necklace and held it in his palm, feeling the warmth of the chain that had been around her neck. He was breathing heavily but he closed his eyes and a tear flowed down his cheek. "That's because I do love you, Hermione."
Hermione shook her head in anger. "Take your stupid necklace and go." She pointed at the stairs to the boys dorms but Ron didn't move an inch, he was staring into her eyes, begging for her to stop yelling.
"Please--" Ron began.
Hermione interrupted him by screaming out in frustration.
"Please--" Ron repeated.
"I HATE YOU! YOU'VE RUINED IT ALL AND YOU BROKE MY HEART! I WANT YOU OUT OF MY LIFE!"
Ron just stood there in shock as Hermione cried even harder and ran out of the portrait hole and out of the common room.
***
Someone coughed. "Excuse me."
Hermione looked up from the crystal ball which had turned foggy again to look up at Trelawney.
"Here is your assignment, Mr. Weasley." Trelawney handed Ron the papers but she didn't take her eyes off Hermione, and her lips curled into a smirk.
Ron stood up, took the papers, and walked over to the door.
"You coming, 'Mione?" He asked.
Hermione didn't respond but she slowly got up and made her way over to Ron, who opened the door and stepped out, waiting for her.
Trelawney chuckled, "I said 'beware the one who steals--'"
"I heard you." Hermione retorted and slammed the door behind her.
***
A/N: Review. Please. I BEG you. If I get ALOT of reviews it might just make me SOOOO giddy that I'll post Chapter 5 up here early! I don't care if I get reviews from the same person over and over, just review! The more the better! The more it makes me happy............... ...........and the more hints I might give out about what the letter's mean on Ron's necklace...
Oh c'mon, do I REALLY have to resort to bribery?!
