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A/N: I am so so so sorry that I haven't updated in like forever. I hope that you all can forgive me. I have not been doing well at all, emotionally and physically. I know that that is not a good excuse but it's all that I've got. I really do hope that you can all forgive me.
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for sticking through this story with me. I know that it hasn't been the best story, but it's the first story that I have ever written. I just want to let you all know that once I am done with this story I am going to revise and edit it. I'm positive that doing that will make the story ten times better.
Well, I'm sure that I have rambled on enough. So, on with the story.
Chapter 27: Personality Change
It's strange really, how a broken heart can change your entire personality, how it can change things that were once of the utmost importance to you, to meaningless, useless things. And how it can cause your mind to want to hate everyone and everything, yet that broken heart just wont stop loving, especially that someone that you just don't want to love.
Hermione didn't think that it was fair at all that she had to go through those things. But she couldn't help it. She had no control over her emotions or her actions.
"Who can tell me what werewolf blood has to do with the memory potion?" Professor Snape asked.
As if on cue, everyone turned to look at Hermione who was sitting in the back of the class with Lavander and Parvati.
"What?" she snapped, causing everyone to turn back around.
"Five points from Gryffindor," Snape said.
"For what?"
"For your outburst and attitude Miss Granger."
Hermione was about to say something back, but Lavander squeezed her hand, letting her know that it wouldn't be such a good idea.
Snape smirked and continued. "Today we will start brewing a memory potion. You will be partnered up," the students smiled, thinking about whom they would pick for their partner, "according to the list that I have already prepared." Snape finished with a slight grin as he watched the students' shoulders sag and their smiles turn to frowns.
"Once I'm done calling out everybody's name, get the materials needed for the potion from the supply closet and set to work with your partner. Zabini and Brown, Bulstrode and Weasly, Parkinson and Potter, Malfoy and Granger..."
"No!"
Snape's head snapped up, along with everyone else's, and he glared at the person who shouted. "What did you say Miss Granger?" He hissed.
Hermione stood up. "I said no."
"No what."
"No. I will not work with Malfoy."
Snape was doing everything he could to keep his cool, but the little brat wasn't helping any. "You will do as you are told Miss Granger. Now get..."
"No I will not! Pair me up with any other student in this class, for I will not work with Malfoy!"
The class was in disarray. Parvati and Lavander were grabbing Hermione's hands and trying to pull her back into her seat, but Hermione kept swatting their hands away. Ron and Harry were wide-eyed and not sure what to do. The Gryffindors and Slytherins were in shock. Pansy had a grin on her face and was silently applauding Hermione. And Blaise looked worriedly at his friend, Draco.
Draco... Draco cringed with every word that Hermione said. His chest tightened and he felt sick to his stomach. What were these feelings? And why was he having them? He silently begged Hermione to stop. He didn't want to feel these feelings anymore.
Snape had had enough. "Twenty points from Gryffindor!" he bellowed, striding over to Hermione. "And I suggest that you keep your mouth shut Miss Granger if you want to keep that pretty little Head Girl badge of yours."
"I will not keep my mouth shut until you pair me with someone else!"
That was the final straw. "Miss Granger! I have had enough of your childish outbursts! I could care less what Mr. Malfoy did to you a few days ago! But you will work with him and you will shut your mouth!"
The class cringed. That was definitely not the best thing for Snape to say. Ron grew furious, Draco gulped, and Pansy's grin turned into a glare.
That did it for Hermione. Who the hell did Snape think he was? Bringing up what he just did. He knew nothing.
"What do you know, you slimy old bat? You know nothing of love!" Tears began to form in Hermione's eyes and her voice began to crack. "You're a lonely, miserable, unhappy git who gets pleasure watching others suffer! You don't know anything!"
Snape was taken aback not to mention furious by Hermione's outburst. His pale face slowly began to turn red, his nostrils flared, and his jaw began to ache from clenching his teeth.
Hermione let out a sob. "You don't know what it's like to have a broken heart. To have someone rip your heart out of your chest and stomp on it, crushing and destroying all of the love that it held! To have yourself made a fool of for thinking that someone could love you as much as you love them." Hermione's voice was calm, yet it was full of pain and hatred.
Everybody was at a loss for words, especially Draco. He had no idea that he had caused Hermione that much pain.
Snape wasn't sure what he should do. Somewhere inside of him he wanted to let Hermione know that he had felt that kind of pain before, but he couldn't. For she was best friends with Potter and Potter's parents were the ones who caused him that pain. So he looked at Hermione as the tears fell freely from her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Get your things Miss Granger," there was no tone or emotion in Snape's voice as he spoke, "and leave my class immediately. I shall be having a serious discussion with your head of house about this."
Hermione blinked. She looked around at all of the shocked and pity filled faces and closed her eyes and grabbed her bag. Once she opened her eyes again she looked at the one face that held neither shock nor pity, but pain and regret. More tears fell from her eyes as she saw that Draco's eyes were glazed over and that he had one lone tear falling down his cheek.
Hermione took a step backwards then turned fully around and left. She wanted to desperately look back, to see if he would come after her. But, she couldn't find the courage to look back and she knew that he would never come after her.
A/N: I am so so so sorry that I haven't updated in like forever. I hope that you all can forgive me. I have not been doing well at all, emotionally and physically. I know that that is not a good excuse but it's all that I've got. I really do hope that you can all forgive me.
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for sticking through this story with me. I know that it hasn't been the best story, but it's the first story that I have ever written. I just want to let you all know that once I am done with this story I am going to revise and edit it. I'm positive that doing that will make the story ten times better.
Well, I'm sure that I have rambled on enough. So, on with the story.
Chapter 27: Personality Change
It's strange really, how a broken heart can change your entire personality, how it can change things that were once of the utmost importance to you, to meaningless, useless things. And how it can cause your mind to want to hate everyone and everything, yet that broken heart just wont stop loving, especially that someone that you just don't want to love.
Hermione didn't think that it was fair at all that she had to go through those things. But she couldn't help it. She had no control over her emotions or her actions.
"Who can tell me what werewolf blood has to do with the memory potion?" Professor Snape asked.
As if on cue, everyone turned to look at Hermione who was sitting in the back of the class with Lavander and Parvati.
"What?" she snapped, causing everyone to turn back around.
"Five points from Gryffindor," Snape said.
"For what?"
"For your outburst and attitude Miss Granger."
Hermione was about to say something back, but Lavander squeezed her hand, letting her know that it wouldn't be such a good idea.
Snape smirked and continued. "Today we will start brewing a memory potion. You will be partnered up," the students smiled, thinking about whom they would pick for their partner, "according to the list that I have already prepared." Snape finished with a slight grin as he watched the students' shoulders sag and their smiles turn to frowns.
"Once I'm done calling out everybody's name, get the materials needed for the potion from the supply closet and set to work with your partner. Zabini and Brown, Bulstrode and Weasly, Parkinson and Potter, Malfoy and Granger..."
"No!"
Snape's head snapped up, along with everyone else's, and he glared at the person who shouted. "What did you say Miss Granger?" He hissed.
Hermione stood up. "I said no."
"No what."
"No. I will not work with Malfoy."
Snape was doing everything he could to keep his cool, but the little brat wasn't helping any. "You will do as you are told Miss Granger. Now get..."
"No I will not! Pair me up with any other student in this class, for I will not work with Malfoy!"
The class was in disarray. Parvati and Lavander were grabbing Hermione's hands and trying to pull her back into her seat, but Hermione kept swatting their hands away. Ron and Harry were wide-eyed and not sure what to do. The Gryffindors and Slytherins were in shock. Pansy had a grin on her face and was silently applauding Hermione. And Blaise looked worriedly at his friend, Draco.
Draco... Draco cringed with every word that Hermione said. His chest tightened and he felt sick to his stomach. What were these feelings? And why was he having them? He silently begged Hermione to stop. He didn't want to feel these feelings anymore.
Snape had had enough. "Twenty points from Gryffindor!" he bellowed, striding over to Hermione. "And I suggest that you keep your mouth shut Miss Granger if you want to keep that pretty little Head Girl badge of yours."
"I will not keep my mouth shut until you pair me with someone else!"
That was the final straw. "Miss Granger! I have had enough of your childish outbursts! I could care less what Mr. Malfoy did to you a few days ago! But you will work with him and you will shut your mouth!"
The class cringed. That was definitely not the best thing for Snape to say. Ron grew furious, Draco gulped, and Pansy's grin turned into a glare.
That did it for Hermione. Who the hell did Snape think he was? Bringing up what he just did. He knew nothing.
"What do you know, you slimy old bat? You know nothing of love!" Tears began to form in Hermione's eyes and her voice began to crack. "You're a lonely, miserable, unhappy git who gets pleasure watching others suffer! You don't know anything!"
Snape was taken aback not to mention furious by Hermione's outburst. His pale face slowly began to turn red, his nostrils flared, and his jaw began to ache from clenching his teeth.
Hermione let out a sob. "You don't know what it's like to have a broken heart. To have someone rip your heart out of your chest and stomp on it, crushing and destroying all of the love that it held! To have yourself made a fool of for thinking that someone could love you as much as you love them." Hermione's voice was calm, yet it was full of pain and hatred.
Everybody was at a loss for words, especially Draco. He had no idea that he had caused Hermione that much pain.
Snape wasn't sure what he should do. Somewhere inside of him he wanted to let Hermione know that he had felt that kind of pain before, but he couldn't. For she was best friends with Potter and Potter's parents were the ones who caused him that pain. So he looked at Hermione as the tears fell freely from her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Get your things Miss Granger," there was no tone or emotion in Snape's voice as he spoke, "and leave my class immediately. I shall be having a serious discussion with your head of house about this."
Hermione blinked. She looked around at all of the shocked and pity filled faces and closed her eyes and grabbed her bag. Once she opened her eyes again she looked at the one face that held neither shock nor pity, but pain and regret. More tears fell from her eyes as she saw that Draco's eyes were glazed over and that he had one lone tear falling down his cheek.
Hermione took a step backwards then turned fully around and left. She wanted to desperately look back, to see if he would come after her. But, she couldn't find the courage to look back and she knew that he would never come after her.