"She doesn't want to be friends with you anymore?" Harry asked. "Why?"
"Well, I don't know. Malfoy told me.." Ron began.
"Malfoy?" Harry spat the word.
"Yeah. They're going out now, you know?" Ron asked timidly.
"WHAT!?" Harry yelled.
"Yeah.. Anyway, he gave me a note she had written to him. I don't have it, I threw it away, but .. But it told Malfoy to get rid of me. To let me down gently, because she didn't want to tell me. She'd 'feel too bad' doing it." Ron sat down and put his head in his hands. "Believe me, Harry, this is getting bad."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked, ignoring Ron's explanation. "About Hermione and Malfoy."
"I didn't think you could handle it." Ron said, sighing.
"Handle it? Oh, I'll handle it. Right up Malfoy's.."
"I don't think," Ron said, "That that would be the best idea if you want to remain on Hermiones good side."
"Good side? Why would I want to remain on her good side? She obviously doesn't want to remain on MY good side."
"Harry, I know how you feel about her. You can't say that that's changed just because she doesn't want to associate with ME anymore. I should've seen it coming, it is Malfoy we're talking about.. Don't let me get in the way of your feelings."
"Ron." Harry said, sitting across from him. "I am not going to remain friends with her when she's done this to you. Besides, wouldn't she have tried to talk to me if she wanted to still be friends?" Harry stood up again, utterly frustrated, and ran his fingers through his hair. "I mean, wouldn't you think that.."
"HARRY." Ron snapped. "Calm down. She's sorry, and she will talk to you. She's just scared."
"Look at you, defending her, Ron!" Harry said, disgusted. "She's ruining our friendship! She's.."
Someone knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" said a feminine voice.
Harry and Ron looked at each other. Their was a pause, then Ron said "Come in."
It was Ginny. "Hey, guys. Did I hear you talking about Hermione?.."
"How much did you hear?" Ron asked instantly.
"She doesn't want to be friends with you guys anymore. Did I hear wrong? That couldn't be Hermione."
"Yeah, it is. She doesn't like us anymore. She likes Malfoy.." Ron replied.
"No. You're wrong."
"are we? Go ask her yourself." Harry snapped, still pacing.
"Okay. I will. And I'll come back and report to you.. and, uh, maybe you should go into the common room. I don't think I'm supposed to be up here.." She glanced at Neville who was trying to change in the corner without being seen. He tripped over his pants. "Sorry Neville!" she called. He blushed brightly.
"Common room. Right." Ron said, answering for Harry. "We'll be there. Right Harry?"
Harry glanced up. "Right."
So Ginny walked to the girls dorms, where Hermione was, knowing that they were wrong, because Hermione would never do something like that. She pressed her ear to the door before entering, because she thought she heard something. She heard someone crying. She opened the door quickly to catch them in the act. It was Hermione. She looked up and quickly wiped the tears out of her eyes, and smiled at Ginny.
"Ginny, hey." she said, trying to look like she hadn't just been crying. Hermione had clothes laying around her as if she was trying to pick some out. Ginny sat on the floor in front of her.
"Big date tonight?" Ginny asked, holding up a long sleeve black shirt. She glanced skeptically at Hermione. "Long sleeves? It's like 89 degrees out." Hermione sniffed and nodded.
"Yeah. Big date. And yeah, long sleeves. Um.." Hermione paused. "They look better on me."
"Right.." Ginny said. After she helped Hermione pick out an outfit, she started. "So.. I was just talking to Harry."
Hermione froze.
"And Ron."
Hermione felt her tears returning.
"They seem to think," Ginny went on "That you don't want to be their friend anymore."
"What if that's true?" Hermione said in her best tear-defying voice. She knew Draco would find out if she was friends with them and just find a way to hurt them. She knew that the best way to keep Harry and Ron from harm was to stay away from them. Ginny's jaw hit the floor. Metophorically speaking.
"But you guys have been friends since 1st year, you-"
"We've grown up, we've grown apart." Hermione snapped. "There's nothing I can do about it." Hermione tried her best to sound angry, because when you're trying to tell someone that you want to no longer be friends with your former friends, its best not to sound like it hurts you.
"Go tell them." Ginny said after a long pause.
"What?" Hermione cried.
"Go tell them what you just told me. I'm not going to tell them." Ginny stated furiously.
"Neither am I. Let them figure it out for themselves." Hermione said, turning away to look in the mirror.
"Look." Ginny said, walking in front of Hermione, forcing her to look straight into her eyes. "I told them that you would still want to be their friend. I guess I was wrong, but if that's what you really want, you HAVE to tell them. It will haunt you forever if you don't." Ginny paused. "Otherwise, just get MALFOY to do it. Afterall, he did such a good job getting rid of Ron." Ginny was suddenly very angry.
Hermiones guilt washed over her once again. "Alright." Hermione said quietly. "I'll tell them."
"Good." Ginny managed before fleeing downstairs. Hermione followed slowly. All of her friends were turning against her. Couldn't anyone see that this wasn't her fault?
'Maybe someone would see,' Hermiones brain snapped, 'if you would tell someone.'
Ginny, Harry and Ron were all sitting on a couch in the common room. It was late, so everyone else was up in bed. Hermione nodded at each in turn. "Hi." She said nervously, and sat on a big arm chair across from them.
Hermione had thought breaking up with Harry had been hard. Doing what she was about to do felt ten times worse.
"Hi." Harry replied, but he was the only one. Ron couldn't talk. Ginny was pissed.
"You guys.." Hermione began. She wished she didn't have tears blurring her vision. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we.." Hermione looked down. "We've been growing apart."
Pause.
"I've never felt.. as if you guys appreciated me. Never felt as close to either of you as you are with each other. I've felt used.. We fight ALL the time.. and.. " Hermione tried to swallow the lump continuously growing in her throat. "And we just can't be friends anymore." Hermione was almost sobbing now, her shoulders shaking. Ron, for the first time in his life, was speechless. Harry, however, wasn't.
"Why?" Harry questioned. He stood up and put one arm on each arm rest of Hermiones chair, capturing her in it. Now Hermione was scared; Harry was acting like Draco.
"Every friendship .. has fights. You're smart, surely you know what. We've never used you, we've asked for your help. Friends help each other.. Hermione.. We love you, we both love you more than anything, more than Malfoy could ever ever love you.." Harry was whispering now. "Hermione." Harry finished. "Don't do this to us."
Hermione stared at him, silent tears of fury and depression sailing down his tender face, his hair hanging in his eyes, those bright green eyes that Hermione loved, and his scar..
She glanced at Ron, who was defiantly wiping the tears away, and Ginny, who was trying to comfort her older brother. Neither of them looked at her. Harry stared right at her.
"You don't understand." Hermione whispered, trembling.
"I'd understand if you'd just tell me what's happening with you!" Harry said louder than he meant to. Hermione bit her bottom lip.
"I'm sorry, Harry." she said, darting under his arm. "I'm so sorry." She was about to run up the stairs, but a strong grip held her. She turned around and saw Ron, looking furious.
"This is about Malfoy, isn't it?"
Hermione stared into Ron's eyes. Here was this boy she had always thought a little bit dim, whom she had always underestimated- figuring out her deepest secret.
"Draco," she said hardly, "Is the best thing that's ever happened to me." And with that, she tore loose from Ron's grip, and ran up to her bed, where she proceeded to cry herself to sleep.
She seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
AUTHORS NOTE: Wow. That was .. an okay chapter? SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED. I had finals, and a slight writers block. I had to ask others how to continue, and I sorta mixed their ideas together. All of my chapters seem so SAD. but oh .. well.
Anyways. REVIEW?!?!
"Well, I don't know. Malfoy told me.." Ron began.
"Malfoy?" Harry spat the word.
"Yeah. They're going out now, you know?" Ron asked timidly.
"WHAT!?" Harry yelled.
"Yeah.. Anyway, he gave me a note she had written to him. I don't have it, I threw it away, but .. But it told Malfoy to get rid of me. To let me down gently, because she didn't want to tell me. She'd 'feel too bad' doing it." Ron sat down and put his head in his hands. "Believe me, Harry, this is getting bad."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked, ignoring Ron's explanation. "About Hermione and Malfoy."
"I didn't think you could handle it." Ron said, sighing.
"Handle it? Oh, I'll handle it. Right up Malfoy's.."
"I don't think," Ron said, "That that would be the best idea if you want to remain on Hermiones good side."
"Good side? Why would I want to remain on her good side? She obviously doesn't want to remain on MY good side."
"Harry, I know how you feel about her. You can't say that that's changed just because she doesn't want to associate with ME anymore. I should've seen it coming, it is Malfoy we're talking about.. Don't let me get in the way of your feelings."
"Ron." Harry said, sitting across from him. "I am not going to remain friends with her when she's done this to you. Besides, wouldn't she have tried to talk to me if she wanted to still be friends?" Harry stood up again, utterly frustrated, and ran his fingers through his hair. "I mean, wouldn't you think that.."
"HARRY." Ron snapped. "Calm down. She's sorry, and she will talk to you. She's just scared."
"Look at you, defending her, Ron!" Harry said, disgusted. "She's ruining our friendship! She's.."
Someone knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" said a feminine voice.
Harry and Ron looked at each other. Their was a pause, then Ron said "Come in."
It was Ginny. "Hey, guys. Did I hear you talking about Hermione?.."
"How much did you hear?" Ron asked instantly.
"She doesn't want to be friends with you guys anymore. Did I hear wrong? That couldn't be Hermione."
"Yeah, it is. She doesn't like us anymore. She likes Malfoy.." Ron replied.
"No. You're wrong."
"are we? Go ask her yourself." Harry snapped, still pacing.
"Okay. I will. And I'll come back and report to you.. and, uh, maybe you should go into the common room. I don't think I'm supposed to be up here.." She glanced at Neville who was trying to change in the corner without being seen. He tripped over his pants. "Sorry Neville!" she called. He blushed brightly.
"Common room. Right." Ron said, answering for Harry. "We'll be there. Right Harry?"
Harry glanced up. "Right."
So Ginny walked to the girls dorms, where Hermione was, knowing that they were wrong, because Hermione would never do something like that. She pressed her ear to the door before entering, because she thought she heard something. She heard someone crying. She opened the door quickly to catch them in the act. It was Hermione. She looked up and quickly wiped the tears out of her eyes, and smiled at Ginny.
"Ginny, hey." she said, trying to look like she hadn't just been crying. Hermione had clothes laying around her as if she was trying to pick some out. Ginny sat on the floor in front of her.
"Big date tonight?" Ginny asked, holding up a long sleeve black shirt. She glanced skeptically at Hermione. "Long sleeves? It's like 89 degrees out." Hermione sniffed and nodded.
"Yeah. Big date. And yeah, long sleeves. Um.." Hermione paused. "They look better on me."
"Right.." Ginny said. After she helped Hermione pick out an outfit, she started. "So.. I was just talking to Harry."
Hermione froze.
"And Ron."
Hermione felt her tears returning.
"They seem to think," Ginny went on "That you don't want to be their friend anymore."
"What if that's true?" Hermione said in her best tear-defying voice. She knew Draco would find out if she was friends with them and just find a way to hurt them. She knew that the best way to keep Harry and Ron from harm was to stay away from them. Ginny's jaw hit the floor. Metophorically speaking.
"But you guys have been friends since 1st year, you-"
"We've grown up, we've grown apart." Hermione snapped. "There's nothing I can do about it." Hermione tried her best to sound angry, because when you're trying to tell someone that you want to no longer be friends with your former friends, its best not to sound like it hurts you.
"Go tell them." Ginny said after a long pause.
"What?" Hermione cried.
"Go tell them what you just told me. I'm not going to tell them." Ginny stated furiously.
"Neither am I. Let them figure it out for themselves." Hermione said, turning away to look in the mirror.
"Look." Ginny said, walking in front of Hermione, forcing her to look straight into her eyes. "I told them that you would still want to be their friend. I guess I was wrong, but if that's what you really want, you HAVE to tell them. It will haunt you forever if you don't." Ginny paused. "Otherwise, just get MALFOY to do it. Afterall, he did such a good job getting rid of Ron." Ginny was suddenly very angry.
Hermiones guilt washed over her once again. "Alright." Hermione said quietly. "I'll tell them."
"Good." Ginny managed before fleeing downstairs. Hermione followed slowly. All of her friends were turning against her. Couldn't anyone see that this wasn't her fault?
'Maybe someone would see,' Hermiones brain snapped, 'if you would tell someone.'
Ginny, Harry and Ron were all sitting on a couch in the common room. It was late, so everyone else was up in bed. Hermione nodded at each in turn. "Hi." She said nervously, and sat on a big arm chair across from them.
Hermione had thought breaking up with Harry had been hard. Doing what she was about to do felt ten times worse.
"Hi." Harry replied, but he was the only one. Ron couldn't talk. Ginny was pissed.
"You guys.." Hermione began. She wished she didn't have tears blurring her vision. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we.." Hermione looked down. "We've been growing apart."
Pause.
"I've never felt.. as if you guys appreciated me. Never felt as close to either of you as you are with each other. I've felt used.. We fight ALL the time.. and.. " Hermione tried to swallow the lump continuously growing in her throat. "And we just can't be friends anymore." Hermione was almost sobbing now, her shoulders shaking. Ron, for the first time in his life, was speechless. Harry, however, wasn't.
"Why?" Harry questioned. He stood up and put one arm on each arm rest of Hermiones chair, capturing her in it. Now Hermione was scared; Harry was acting like Draco.
"Every friendship .. has fights. You're smart, surely you know what. We've never used you, we've asked for your help. Friends help each other.. Hermione.. We love you, we both love you more than anything, more than Malfoy could ever ever love you.." Harry was whispering now. "Hermione." Harry finished. "Don't do this to us."
Hermione stared at him, silent tears of fury and depression sailing down his tender face, his hair hanging in his eyes, those bright green eyes that Hermione loved, and his scar..
She glanced at Ron, who was defiantly wiping the tears away, and Ginny, who was trying to comfort her older brother. Neither of them looked at her. Harry stared right at her.
"You don't understand." Hermione whispered, trembling.
"I'd understand if you'd just tell me what's happening with you!" Harry said louder than he meant to. Hermione bit her bottom lip.
"I'm sorry, Harry." she said, darting under his arm. "I'm so sorry." She was about to run up the stairs, but a strong grip held her. She turned around and saw Ron, looking furious.
"This is about Malfoy, isn't it?"
Hermione stared into Ron's eyes. Here was this boy she had always thought a little bit dim, whom she had always underestimated- figuring out her deepest secret.
"Draco," she said hardly, "Is the best thing that's ever happened to me." And with that, she tore loose from Ron's grip, and ran up to her bed, where she proceeded to cry herself to sleep.
She seemed to be doing that a lot lately.
AUTHORS NOTE: Wow. That was .. an okay chapter? SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED. I had finals, and a slight writers block. I had to ask others how to continue, and I sorta mixed their ideas together. All of my chapters seem so SAD. but oh .. well.
Anyways. REVIEW?!?!