You Don't Love Me
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: All characters, places, etc, belong to J.K. Rowling and such, since I am not clever (or old) enough to think of such wonderful things. However, the plot is mine. *Pip! I can't believe I wrote this in 20 minutes!*
She ran down the garden path, not daring to look back, tears streaming down her face. What a scene she must have caused, but she didn't care. All that mattered was getting away from Ron, and getting away from him fast.
She tripped as she came to a clearing surrounded by tall hedges decorated with glowing fairies, and fell flat on her face. She barely noticed the blood dripping from her lips, as she lay, crying, not able to get up.
After a while of this, she slowly regained composure, and sat up, hugging herself. She wiped the tears off of her face and the blood from her lips, and got to her feet. She walked over to a bench near one side of the clearing and sat down, dusting off her dress robes, which were a midnight blue.
She breathed deeply and rested her head on her palm, rethinking what had just happened and trying to figure out what to do about it.
She loved Ron, or had, there was no doubt about that, but now she wasn't so sure. What had he done? All she could remember was slapping Lavender and running
~*~Earlier~*~
"Just wait until he sees you in this, he'll think you're absolutely gorgeous!" Ginny squealed, unable to hold in her excitement. "I always knew you two would hit it off!"
Hermione flushed. "Thanks Ginny, thanks for helping me pick this one out, I'm so glad I told you, you're so understanding, it helps so much."
She stood up, fanning out her beautiful new dress robes, that were a deep midnight blue with a V-neck lined with black velvet. Her hair was up in a bun, with ringlets falling all around and two strands loose in the front.
"Well, we better go, we don't want to be late. And Ginny," she added, "You look gorgeous as well"
Ginny smiled and blushed. "Thanks, HermioneDo you thinkum, Harrywill think so?"
Hermione giggled. "Of course, now let's get going!"
They slowly descended the stairs from their dormitories and met their dates in the common room. Ron, Hermione's wonderful boyfriend of five weeks exactly, took Hermione's hand and whispered in her ear, "You look absolutely beautiful tonight."
She blushed. He didn't look too bad himself. He was in the new dress robes that Fred and George had bought for him, which were a dark red, and his flaming red hair was spiked. "Thank you," she whispered back.
Harry and Ginny walked together beside them, as they made their way to the Great Hall. Since last year's Yule Ball was such a success, Dumbledore decided to hold various balls throughout the year. This one was the Halloween Ball, and took place on Halloween night, and was mixed with the feast.
They made their way down the staircase to the Entrance Hall, where they met up with Lavender Brown and her date, Dean Thomas, waiting for the doors to open.
"Wow, Hermione, those robes are divine!" she gushed when she saw Hermione. Although she wasn't her best friend, Lavender was one of Hermione's roommates and a good friend to her. What Hermione hadn't known, however, was that Lavender was as in love with Ron as she herself was.
The doors suddenly opened to reveal the Great Hall. As they walked through, Hermione took in the spooky decorations.
The tables had once again been replaced with a lot of smaller circular tables that were draped with black and orange tablecloths. There were all sorts of candy and caramel apples on top of the tables, and all of them were set with the gold plates and cups usual for the feast. Fake spider webs (she hoped) were hung on all the walls and all around the staff table. The Hall was dimly lit with Jack-O-Lanterns, and all the ghosts were flying around the room, accompanied by the usual swarm of live bats.
Ron tugged on Hermione's hand. "Come on, Hermes, we'll get that table over there," he said, pointing to a table as far away from the staff table as could be managed.
The six of them walked over, accompanied by Lavender's best friend, Parvati, and her date Seamus.
Ron pulled out a chair for Hermione, and she took it and thanked him. He sat down next to her and looked across the table to Lavender, who had a mischievous twinkle in her eye. He smiled, and looked away.
"Attention, everyone, attention," Dumbledore said over the excited chatter. Everyone quieted down. "I would just like to say thank you to our band, who will begin after the feast, and also to say, 'Dig in!'" And with that the delicious food appeared on the table.
After everyone had eaten to his or her full extent, Dumbledore announced the band that had magically appeared on the stage on the left side of the room; three girls dressed up as black cats.
Ron held out a hand to Hermione. "Want to dance?" he asked in what she had mistaken to be a shy tone, but she realized now that it was an almost weary tone. She nodded and took his hand.
About a half-hour later, as they were dancing to an extremely up-beat song, Lavender came over and started whispering to Ron in his ear. Hermione looked strangely at them. As Lavender finished saying whatever it was that she had said, Ron nodded and she walked off.
Ron looked wearily over at Hermione, then said, "Hermes, we need to talk." He motioned for her to follow him out into the garden. She did so, wondering what could possibly be happening.
They came out into the beautifully decorated clearing right outside of the large oak front doors. Ron stopped walking, making Hermione stop as well.
He took her hands in his and massaged them lovingly. "Hermione," he said in a low voice, "This isn't working for me. We can't see each other anymore."
She gaped at him, feeling a sharp pain in her heart. "What? You can't be serious, I mean, why?" She felt the tears starting to well up in her eyes.
He looked down into her creamy brown eyes. "Well, me and someone elsehave beentogether a lot lately and II love her. I'm so sorry Hermione, I just don't want to lead you on like this."
Hermione couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What are you saying? Y-you've been cheating on me? Howwhy?" Tears were creeping down her face now, and she was about ready to run away, when she heard a voice to her left, coming from the door.
"Did you tell her, Ron?" Lavender asked, coming up to them. Hermione looked at her incredulously. "YouI can't believe you would" She broke down crying. Ron moved to comfort her, but Lavender stopped him.
"No, don't. Let's go dance, babe," she said, still looking at Hermione. Hermione looked up at Ron one last time before slapping her across the face and running for her life.
~*~Now~*~
She looked up suddenly as she heard someone walking into the clearing where she was. Please, don't let it be Ronshe thought.
But it wasn't. To her surprise, and extreme disgust, it was Draco Malfoy.
She stood up quickly, trying to cover the fact that she had been crying; she didn't think she could take any snide remarks right about now.
But she got them anyway. "What are you doing out here, Granger? Shouldn't you be dancing with the poor Weasel?"
She looked down at her feet, trying not to cry, for he hadn't really insulted her anyway; yet. "No, I shouldn't. Ron and I-" Her voice caught in her throat, threatening to break. "Ron and I broke up."
Not that this was the best thing to say right about now, with Draco sneering the way he does, but it was the truth. "Really?" he asked, actual astonishment in his voice, "How utterly sad. I'm sure he finally realized that he was dating a Mudblood and didn't want to dishonor his poor father anymore."
That did it. Tears started dripping down Hermione's face, and she made no attempt to remove or hide them. She just looked down at the ground, waiting for more insults. But they didn't come.
Draco's eyes narrowed, looking at Hermione in shock. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you c-cry," he mumbled, making Hermione look up at him, shock evident on her face as well.
"You? Sorry? Yeah rightI'll bet you'd love to make me cry, you've done it before, nothing new. Go on, tell me that I'm a Mudblood; tell me that I don't matter and should be thrown out of school. It doesn't matter anymore," she said, throwing up her hands in exasperation. "Nothing matters anymore"
Draco looked up at her, an expression of guilt on his face. "I" he started.
"Shut up, Malfoy. Just, go. Leave me alonego away!" And with that, she broke into tears and ran once more down the path, towards the castle.
Draco sighed and went over to the bench where she had been sitting. He sat down on it and looked up at the starlit sky. Why am I such a jerk? He asked himself. He looked down to the bench and saw two fairies staring up at him, giggling at each other. He smiled and took them up in his hand. They stared at him for a moment, giggling with delight, before flying away and landing in a bush to pose as decorations.
Hermione ran back to the school, but stopped when she got to the place just before the clearing, because it was already occupied by Ron and Lavender.
"It still hurts!" whined Lavender, rubbing her cheek. "I can't believe that stupid Mudblood slapped me!"
Ron put his arms around her waist and looked into her face. "Well, let me make it better," he said mischievously and started kissing her cheek.
Hermione groaned and sat on the ground, listening to the slow song that was emitting from the Great Hall:
This is the place where I sit
This is the part where I love you too much
Is this as hard as it gets?
'Cause I'm getting tired of pretending I'm tough
I'm here if you want me
I'm yours, you can hold me
I'm empty and achin' and tumbling and breakin'
'Cause you don't see me
And you don't need me
And you don't love me
The way I wish you would
The way I know you could
I dream a world where you understand
But I dream a million sleepless nights
Oh I dream of fire when you're touching my hand
But it twists into smoke when I turn on the lights
I'm speechless and faded
It's too complicated
Is this how the book ends?
Nothing but good friends
'Cause you don't see me
And you don't need me
And you don't love me
The way I wish you would
The way I know you could
As the song ended, she got the feeling that someone was staring at her, and looked up to see that Draco was a few feet away, looking down at her with a concerned look.
"How many times must I tell you to leave me alone?" she moaned, a little too loud, since Lavender and Ron looked up, startled.
Draco still looked somber, and didn't say anything.
Lavender and Ron came over to where the path met the clearing, and Lavender jumped at Hermione. "HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN THERE, YOU STUPID IDIOTIC MUDBLOOD?!" she shouted, with Ron holding her back from hitting Hermione.
Hermione looked at her, startled. Apparently she hadn't expected one of her best friends to lash out and try to kill her; but she hadn't really expected any of the things that had happened that night, least of all that someone wanted to kill her.
She shrugged. "Not long," she said in a would-be calm voice.
Lavender jumped out of Ron's arms. "That's what you're gonna be wishing in a second!" she screamed.
Hermione held her arms up over her head, to protect herself from Lavender's fist, but Lavender aimed right, and whacked her straight on the nose.
Everything went black
Author's Notes: Terrible, I know, I need someone to review to tell me just how terrible it is! Should I keep going or should I stop right now so as not to ruin poor HP?????