He Loves Me Not
Don't own it. AN: Is it just me or are all my stories the same? I don't know why you're in here, sorry in advance. Oh and I am going to rewrite Blue Eyes. And I don't know how to get a BETA! Help!
Hermione felt like her heart was about to explode as she neared him. She tried to steady one of her hands as she tapped on his massive shoulder. He turned around and gave a quick inquisitive smile.
"H-Harry," she tried her best to shake off the quiver in her voice "can I see you in the library?"
"Sure. Hermione, are you okay?" She nodded furiously and took a gulp.
He trailed obediently into the library. Neither talked until they found a spot where no one would here them.
"Please don't laugh at me?" She asked hopefully. He looked slightly confused but nodded anyway.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes. Harry, I know this is a bad time but I have always felt this way," Hermione took another gulp. 'Why is this so hard?' "Harry, I-I love you. I always had but I only just realized it... its not some schoolgirl crush either. It's-it's real." She pulled him into a kiss but received nothing in return. She gasp and backed away.
"I'm so sorry." He said with his eyes glistening.
"N-no I'm the one who should be sorry. But Why? No never mind." She spun around on her heel. She felt dizzy as the tears streamed down her face.
"It-it would never work out. I'm so sorry Hermione." He called after her as she sprinted along the corridor and turned the corner. She dropped down and sobbed in her knees until she heard someone coming. She ran into the prefect's bathroom and rinsed her face.
She glared hatefully at her reflection. "How could I be so stupid! Thinking I was good enough for him!," She took off her shoe and slammed it into the mirror. As it was falling one cut her and she grabbed it and started to drag it across her wrist, "he loves me. He loves me not," She dug deeper "he loves me. He loves me not. HE LOVES ME!" She cut her vein and regretted it instantly.
She quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and scribbled a letter. She sprinted towards the hospital wing and collapsed halfway there.
A salty tear ran down her face and into her mouth. "The last thing I'll ever taste.' Pain shot in her wrists. 'The last thing I'll ever feel.' Sadness and fear engulfed her body. 'The last emotions I'll ever experience.' She saw a figure run towards her. 'The last face she'd ever see,' Harry's.
"He loves me not." Hermione closed her eyes and faded away forever.
I might do one with what Harry is thinking. Please review!!! Oh and check out my other stories!! Please!!
Don't own it. AN: Is it just me or are all my stories the same? I don't know why you're in here, sorry in advance. Oh and I am going to rewrite Blue Eyes. And I don't know how to get a BETA! Help!
Hermione felt like her heart was about to explode as she neared him. She tried to steady one of her hands as she tapped on his massive shoulder. He turned around and gave a quick inquisitive smile.
"H-Harry," she tried her best to shake off the quiver in her voice "can I see you in the library?"
"Sure. Hermione, are you okay?" She nodded furiously and took a gulp.
He trailed obediently into the library. Neither talked until they found a spot where no one would here them.
"Please don't laugh at me?" She asked hopefully. He looked slightly confused but nodded anyway.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"Yes. Harry, I know this is a bad time but I have always felt this way," Hermione took another gulp. 'Why is this so hard?' "Harry, I-I love you. I always had but I only just realized it... its not some schoolgirl crush either. It's-it's real." She pulled him into a kiss but received nothing in return. She gasp and backed away.
"I'm so sorry." He said with his eyes glistening.
"N-no I'm the one who should be sorry. But Why? No never mind." She spun around on her heel. She felt dizzy as the tears streamed down her face.
"It-it would never work out. I'm so sorry Hermione." He called after her as she sprinted along the corridor and turned the corner. She dropped down and sobbed in her knees until she heard someone coming. She ran into the prefect's bathroom and rinsed her face.
She glared hatefully at her reflection. "How could I be so stupid! Thinking I was good enough for him!," She took off her shoe and slammed it into the mirror. As it was falling one cut her and she grabbed it and started to drag it across her wrist, "he loves me. He loves me not," She dug deeper "he loves me. He loves me not. HE LOVES ME!" She cut her vein and regretted it instantly.
She quickly grabbed a piece of parchment and scribbled a letter. She sprinted towards the hospital wing and collapsed halfway there.
A salty tear ran down her face and into her mouth. "The last thing I'll ever taste.' Pain shot in her wrists. 'The last thing I'll ever feel.' Sadness and fear engulfed her body. 'The last emotions I'll ever experience.' She saw a figure run towards her. 'The last face she'd ever see,' Harry's.
"He loves me not." Hermione closed her eyes and faded away forever.
I might do one with what Harry is thinking. Please review!!! Oh and check out my other stories!! Please!!