Chapter 17 What the hell?!

A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long… just haven't been able to get any ideas. Thanks to one of my friends named Mihenna, I will finish this story in a few chapters.

So let's get this show on the road!

She was walking at a steady pace and everything was going well until she stopped to think. She realised that she really liked being isolated and having nothing or no one to worry about. She slowly started going back on her steps to where she was before, when she heard footsteps. Out of nowhere, she heard Harry's voice. She could not let anyone find her. She had wanted someone to find her at one point in the day, but that was before she had realized how she liked being alone, without a care in the world. She started running in the opposite direction from the noises. She wasn't able to get too far, because as she kept going forwards, she heard Hagrid's voice yelling her name. She didn't know which direction to go, so she stopped. She saw light flash into her eyes. She tried to turn around, but she tripped on a rock, and fell unconscious.

Everyone was around her in the hospital wing. She had been placed in a new room that Mrs. Pomfrey had created for Harry, since this wing of the school had became like a second home for him. She had been unconscious for a little bit more than a week. Everyone was starting to worry. Before and after every class, her two lovers had been at her side. They both felt extremely bad for what their competitiveness had done to her, but they hadn't said it out loud. Harry also felt bad, because if he had never told his friends that he was in love with Ron's sister, Hermione would have never started crying and crashed into Malfoy. Ginny had nothing to feel bad about, but she still did. She saw how this had affected Harry and she wished that she could have done something to help him. But she knew that she could never face him again because of what she had done to him. She saw them all. Her brother, who worried out of his mind, never left her bedside. Malfoy had been very polite and gracious about all this. He hadn't insulted anyone since he had been in the room with them. He actually smiled once or twice, when he and Harry talked. Harry seemed the worst. He couldn't stay with his best friends for more than fifteen minutes at a time. And every time he left them, she always noticed that his eyes were red, as if he were going to cry. She couldn't help seeing any more of this. She ran out of the hospital wing with tears starting to roll down her cheeks. She made her way to the Gryffindor common room without even noticing the people that were talking to her. She was stopped as she crashed into someone on her way to the staircase to the girl's rooms. She said she was sorry to whoever she had knocked over and kept walking. Someone holding her shoulders, in a comforting way, stopped her. She knew it couldn't be her older brothers, because they had been gone since her fourth year. She turned around and saw Seamus. He pulled her into a tight hug and she cried all her pain away with her head placed on his chest.

Hermione slowly opened her eyes, seeing nothing but darkness around her. She clicked the lamp next to her bed on, and looked around her. There were get well soon cards, flowers and chocolates everywhere around her bed. There were quite a few pieces of parchment next to the desk on the other side of the room. She figured that she was in the special room that the nurse had created for Harry. She kept looking around to see who, or what, else there was to discover. She looked to her left and noticed that Ron, Harry and Draco were all sitting on the couch, one next to the other. Ron had fallen asleep on Harry's shoulder. Harry and Draco had installed their heads on the cushions to the back of the couch. They all looked so peaceful, so perfect. She tried to get up to go to the desk and see who had mailed her and to try and find out for how long she had been out. She tried many times, but she did not have enough strength to push her legs off the side of the bed. She absolutely had to try and find a way to read her mail. She clicked the other light on, and noticed that someone had brought her wand. She picked it up and said Accio mail in a soft voice, to make sure she didn't wake anyone up. She picked up a Daily Prophet from where it had landed on her bed and looked at the date. April 15th. She looked around her to find a calendar, without any luck. She summoned a magical calendar and looked what date it was. It was inscribed April 29th. She had been unconscious for two weeks! She swore under her breath and moved her wand in a check motion and the summoning disappeared. She slowly started reading her mail.

Dear Hermione,

I heard about what happened to you. A guy named Harry, who said he is your friend, wrote me a letter about it. I hope you get better soon. I would really miss seeing you in the morning as you wake up, your hair all messed up and your cheeks all rosy. I would miss holding you in my arms by the camp fire and serenading you with my songs. But what I would miss most of all is having a gorgeous girl as yourself by me for thick and thin. Miss you my girl!

Thinking of you.

Joel

She had totally forgotten about Joel since she had started this school year. She had been so trapped with everything that had happened to remember him. She had never been able to forget her past summer. Her friend of many years had now grown up. His blond hair fell into his gorgeous husky blue eyes. When he had come over for a swim, they upheld their usual tradition of drawing around their body on the wall next to the door. She observed the difference of his as he walked away. He had grown about a foot, his shoulders had become broader and he had lost the little bit of baby fat he had left. On many occasions, he had told you that he would have loved to date her, but it would have been like dating his sister. Up until now, she felt the same way he did. But reading that letter, she realized that she did have feelings for her childhood friend. She just had to find a way to tell him. She had also found strength reading his note. She got up off the bed and made her way to the desk. She picked up a quill and a piece of parchment and started writing.

Dear Joel,

I have long waited to talk to you again. Last summer was the best time of my life. I miss having you near me and comforting me when I needed to be held. I miss the way you look, how much you've changed since we met when we were 5. I miss your voice serenading me with your newest compositions. I miss the way I looked at you when I knew you were looking at me the same way. I realized that you are more than a brother for me. You are a friend; a brother, a constant companion and most importantly, you are yourself. And quite frankly, I wished I could have you with me every day to comfort me after bad days and share my happiness with in good times. In other words, reading your letter, I realized that I was in love with you. I hope I'm not just the sister anymore.

Thinking of you,

Hermione

She folded the letter up and tied it onto Hedwig. She told the owl to go find Joel in Little Surrey and give this letter to him, because it was urgent, and to wait for his reply. She opened the window of the little space and let the bird out. She sat back on her bed to read her mail. She fell asleep a little later, dreaming about Joel.

The three boys woke up simultaneously to something crashing into the closed window next to them. They all looked at each other, wondering who had closed the window. Harry, who was seated closest to it, got up and opened to whatever had been hitting against it to enter. Hedwig flew in and dropped a letter into Hermione's lap. Everyone was quite weirded out, but it meant that she had been awake and that she was feeling better. They picked up their stuff and made their way off to the Great Hall after leaving Hermione a note telling her that they will be back soon.

A/N: YAY!!! I finally finished another chapter!!! Longest one to date!!! Best way to get inspiration is to listen to Fame and to Nickelback while you compose!!! I swear!!! It totally works wonders!!! Anyways… there's about 3 chapters of ideas left to type, and well, I'll have fun over the rest of summer break!

Ciao!

¤ Sarah ¤