This is my first piece of fanfiction so keep that in mind as you read. Most of the characters in this fic do not belong to me but to J.K Rowling.
Hermione Granger rolled over to the other side of her bed expecting to feel the warmth of his body still to be there. But found it was not. Memories of the night before started to flow through her mind, memoies of that huge fight they had one so bad it ended their relationship. She shut her eyes one to block out the sunlight streaming through the window above her. Two to stop the tears that were threatening to spill over to be blocked.
Rolling over onto her stomach she shook her head trying to clear the cobwebs which clouded her memory. Things were getting very confusing, she could'nt even remember what the fight had been about only the outcome. Him slaming the door behind his retreating form.
She was startled out of her trance by the knock at her door. She grabbed the pillow from underneath her head and covered it over her ears to block out the offening noise. But whoever was outside kept on knocking.
"Hermione I know your in there. Fine.... I just wanted to talk you know. Just open the door won't you..... unless..... you've got company. Oh.... Hermione you should've told me. Alright well I'm going, I'll be at Harry and Ron's if you need me. Tell him hi...."
"Ginny its open you can come in!" Hermione called, head still in pillow making her voice seem muffled. She still didn't roll over even after hearing her bedroom door creak open.
"Hermione what are you still doing in bed, its gone past ten".
"Has it?".
"Yes, this is so unlike you what time did you get to sleep last night?" Ginny asked picking up the disgarded clothes that scattered her friends room.
"I'm guessing after four" said Hermione.
"Have you got a cold. Wait... did you say four... as in the mornining. Are you mad thats around the time I got in".
"I wasn't really in the sleeping mood" she replied rolliing over and sitting up to face her friend. Ginny's brow frowned in confusion.
"Have you been crying?" Ginny asked sitting down on her friends bed.
"No" said an unconvincing Hermione whose eyes filled with new tears.
"Hermione, don't lie to me. I know you to well. Now tell me what happened or do I have to call in Lav and Pav" Ginny threatened.
The four girls all shared a house in the centre of London and it had been that way for 3 long years. And even though Hermione loved the two girls dearly, she didn't want them to know about her situation as yet. She was sure their entire social community would be in the know by noon.
"Thats not needed Gin. Just promise me you wont tell anyone a thing until I'm ready for them to know. Alright?".
"Yeah course I wont".
"Okay, its just that Draco and I've broken up".