CarEtoDreaM

You Were Supposed to Help Me

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters, I only own the plot. Blah Blah Blah.

Hermione Granger stepped off Platform 9 ¾ and out into the muggle world. She turned around, waved quickly to Harry and Ron shouting, "I'll see you two in about a week or so ok?"

The two guys had nodded and then continued on to where the Weasleys all stood together. Hermione's parents, however, still had not turned up. She craned her head around a couple of times to search for them, but quickly gave up, assuming that they were only running a little bit late.

"Miss Hermione Granger?" an unfamiliar voice said to her. Hermione looked up, astonished to see two men in black suits staring back down at her.

"Um, yes?" she answered, slightly unsure of why she was even paying attention to these people at all.

"I'm sorry to be the one telling this to you, but seeing as to how you have no other immediate relatives, we were probably the best option." Hermione was usually an extremely quick person, but at this moment she was completely lost. She only looked at them questioningly as if prompting them to go on. "Well, you see, your parents are dead Miss Granger."

Hermione stared up at them and blinked, "Excuse me?" she said, her voice filled with anger, not sadness. She stood up quickly to glare at them while looking straight at their faces, "What kind of joke are you two playing at? Am I supposed to believe all this rubbish? I don't even know who you are."

"We're with the London Child Care System," the shorter of the two men said. "And we wish that this was all a joke too, but the fact remains true Miss. Your parents are indeed dead."

Hermione shook her head, "How could this happen? How could they die?!"

"We're not entirely sure Miss, one day your parents just never came out of their house, and neighbors had called in to the police to report this. They sent a couple people over to investigate, and they found you parents dead in their bedroom. Nobody seemes to know how it happened."

Hermione sunk down to the ground as the words began to sink in slowly, "They can't be gone, they would never leave me like this…" she was muttering frantically to herself.

The two men only looked at the girl with sympathy.

"And then I did the only thing that seemed logical at the moment," Hermione said over a cup of hot cocoa at the Leaky Cauldron. "I fled with the first chance that I got…"

"But why Hermione? Why didn't you come to me or Ron, or anyone? Why did you just run off like that? Do you have any idea about how much pain you caused us?" Harry asked her.

"I-I couldn't face anything at the moment Harry. I didn't even want to live anymore, I just wanted to get away. I wanted to get away from everyone and everything. I only wanted to start my life all over again."

"So you didn't even want to see me anymore Hermione? Couldn't you have just told someone that you were still alive instead of making everyone worry about you?! I thought that somebody had murdered you Hermione. I thought that you were dead. It felt as if someone had stabbed millions of sharp needles into my body. It was almost as if I couldn't live anymore because you weren't there. And now I hear that you were really perfectly fine over these years." Ron shook his head, now that he had over the shock, anger was sinking in. "I can't believe how selfish you are…"

"Don't even get me started on being selfish Ronal Weasley. Do you think that I didn't try wirting to you?! I did write to you two, especially to you Ron. I wrote to you guys so much, but never did I ever get a response. I assume that you were both too bust with quidditich to even read a letter that your girlfriend sent you." Hermione spat out at the two young men, as her anger slowly began to show. "I had never felt so alone and betrayed at that moment," she turned to look straight at the two boys, "You were supposed to help me…" she said in an extremely soft voice.

She turned away from the two of them, deftly wiping the tears off her face with the back of her hand. "I came back now though… I came back because I wanted to see you again…" she trailed off slowly, "But then I found out that you were getting married…"

Harry and Ron looked at each other in surprise, "Oh shoot, the wedding…" they muttered simultaneously.

A/N: I am so sorry that this took such an incredibly long amount of time to get out!!! Inspiration just seemed gone from this story for the longest time. And then when I actually got it written out and everything, I was too lazy to go and look for the notebook in which I had written it all in. Yes, I know, I deserve to be yelled at… so go on do that… but please also review once you're done being angry!! I want to know if you people like this fic or not!!!