Disclaimer: I told you, I do not own Harry Potter. Just the plot of this fanfic.

Author's Note: Sorry this was a bit short. It was meant to be this way. Well, go on… read!

Chapter 2 – The Aftermath

Hermione was furiously packing her belongings, wanting to leave so badly and get on that train. She packed her wand first, then her clothing as well as other belongings. When she scampered down the stairs she bumped into Professor McGonagall.

"Why, hello," she said.

"Hello." Hermione replied looking at the floor.

"I dare say Hermione, you have grown so much… I do wish you the best of luck…" and with that, she placed a kiss upon Hermione's cheek.

"Thank you very much, Professor. I would love to compliment you on the dining hall for what wonderful décor and silverware you purchased for this grand occasion!" Hermione said. Professor McGonagall beamed at her favorite student.

"Why thank you…" Professor McGonagall smiled at her. "I suppose you should go. I notice all of your fellow classmates are also downstairs waiting for their trains to be called." Professor McGonagall replied. Hermione gasped, for she hadn't realized how much time she had spent packing her things. With that, she picked up her luggage and hurried down to the main hall.

There she saw Ron and Harry talking to Cho, the beauty, as well as the so-called "dream girl" Harry had had a crush on for… well, forever. With that, Harry and Ron boarded a train with Cho, but this time it wasn't the train they used to take back to Kings Cross… Something was peculiar about this, and Hermione had to find out. She followed them on the train and sat in the seating area behind them, in which she shared with another student. Hermione listened carefully to what they were saying…

"I can't wait till we get there, Harry" Cho said.

"Same, this is better than the last trip we took with… er… Hermione…" Ron replied.

"Where is Hermione anyway?" Cho asked.

"Oh, I think she went home…" Harry answered.

"I heard you two… or should I say three bickering about something on the courtyard Harry. What happened?" Cho asked.

"It's a long story," Harry said, as he sighed and looked out the window.

Hermione scowled, feeling disgusted at the thought. She sank in her seat as she too, looked out the window. She wondered why in the world her friendship with Harry and Ron was slowly crumbling to pieces over such a small fight.

"Its all my fault," Hermione bellowed, as she threw her head back. "I shouldn't have told him… told him how to act… and why did I reject their apologies?" Hermione continued.

"I've gone absolutely mad!" she wailed, pulling at her hair. All of a sudden the train pulled to a stop and Hermione jerked forward, causing herself to bang her head against the window.

It was the stop to the new Muggle hotel by the name of "La Bella" which meant "The Beautiful". Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, blatantly confused…

"A Muggle resort? What the—" Hermione said puzzled staring out the window.

"Harry!!! Wait!!!" she cried, as she gathered her things and rushed out. Hermione ran for her life following the red colored scarf that Harry always wore. "Harry! Ron!" Hermione cried after their backs. "Please! Wait for me! I'm sorry for what I said! Please! Wait…"

Suddenly Hermione fell as her possessions went flying everywhere. "NO!" she shrieked, as she scampered for her clothes that lay scattered upon the tiles of the station floor. Hermione cupped her face in her hands and let out a loud wail of anger. She lost her friends, her possessions, and her love… Harry.