A/N: WOW! It seems that to very few people my story is a huge hit, well only to the people that bother to read it. But it doesn't get me down.

Everyone waits and waits for summer vacation but it is really really boring so far.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, shocker yes I know.


Chapter 4: Heartbroken.

Hermione POV

Monday seem to come to soon. Life seemed different with my secret out in the open even though only Ginny knew about it. I walked though the Great Hall with my books for this morning's lesson. I took a seat near the back and helped myself to a load of French toast and bacon.

Moments later, Harry and Ron came walking though the doors and took seats on both my sides.

"Morning 'Mione." Harry greeted me.

"Hello Harry, Ron." I said after taking a sip of orange juice. I looked over at Ron who hadn't said a word yet. Harry loaded food onto his plate and continued to eat. Ron however didn't move, nor did he eat, he just sat there and stared at something across the room.

Harry must have noticed Ron's strange behavior because he tapped me on the shoulder.

"Don't bother with him, he has a lot of things on his mind." Harry whispered to me.

"What do you mean?" I whispered back.

"Well, when you and Ginny had your little 'Girls Night' Ron, me, Seamus, and Dean had a bit of our own fun. So we got into a game of Truth or Dare and Ron had to tell us who he wanted to ask to the Winter Ball."

"Déjà vu." I whispered.

"What?" Harry asked me.

"Nothing, go on." I whispered back.

"Well, he spilled the beans and he has been wanting to ask her all day." Harry said.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"I can't tell you." Harry said

"What? Why not?"

"Because, rule number 2, what is said in that room stays in that room." Harry said.

"Oh right, does everyone have the same rules?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Never mind."

Our conversation was interrupted by Ron.

"Hey guys' it is getting late and we have to be down at the Greenhouse in a couple of minutes." Ron said.

"Oh right, I completely lost track of time. Let's go, Harry." I pulled Harry off the bench and we made our way down to the Hogwarts grounds.

Later that day I found myself lying on my bed staring at the ceiling. Or at least my four post bed. I kept on thinking about what had happened this morning. Ron liked someone. He wanted to ask whoever it was to the dance. I would've sat though 40 hours of Snape's potion lesson just for me to be that girl.

My thoughts were broken from a sound coming from next to my bed. It was Paige, my leprechaun.

"Hermione." She was calling me.

I rolled over and looked at her while I was lying on my stomach and my head was popped over the side.

"What's the matter Paige?" I asked.

"You and I both know that at this time you should be in the Library studying. Why aren't you there?" Paige questioned me.

"Well, how do I put this? I have a lot of things on my mind right now." I answered.

"Is it Ron?" she asked.

"How do you know about him?"

"Common Hermione, I see the way you look at him. You like him, a lot. You should tell him."

"Ah, but see I have a curse and it is called I don't wanna embarrass myself in front of him."

"Well, at least you should tell him that's my opinion." Paige said. "Can I come up on your bed?"

"Oh, yeah sure." I said. I pushed myself up and sat with my feet crossed on my bed. I lowered my hand down into Paige's box and I felt her climbing up and sitting in my palm as I pulled my hand up and seated her onto my bed.

Paige walked around for a minute and then picked a comfortable spot to sit on. She opened her mouth to say something but was stopped. We both looked at the door and heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I heard the giggling of none other than Lavendar Brown and Parvati Patil. I quickly pulled the curtains around my bed shut so they wouldn't see us. I motioned to Paige to not talk right now.

I heard the door swing open and shut close behind them as the 2 engaged in conversation.

"He asked you!" Parvati said aloud.

"I know, I can hardly believe it myself." Lavendar spoke up.

"At least you have a date to the dance." Parvati said.

"Why don't you go with Harry?" Lavendar asked.

"Are you kidding me? Don't you remember anything the night of the Yule Ball?" Parvati said almost yelling.

"Right forgot sorry." Lavendar said.

"Hey, don't be sad I mean common. Your going to the dance with Ron Weasley."

NO! Must heart sunk and I felt it hit the bottom of me and broke into a thousand pieces. I couldn't breath anymore. I looked up and tried not to cry. It wasn't me. Ron didn't care about me. My head felt light as I felt tears flow to my face. I tilted my head up so I could hold them in just a little longer.

"I know, I know!" Lavendar said.

"Well, we have got to get going, I can't believe how much homework Trelawney gave us this week!" Parvati said. And with that said, both of the girls left the dorm room.

I pulled my curtain back and burst into tears. I grabbed a pillow and shoved it into my face thinking that it would make it all go away.

"Aww, don't you worry Hermione, you'll find someone. If Ron doesn't think that you're the most beautiful girl, than he doesn't deserve you." Paige said next to me.

"I know, but then why am I crying over him if he is not worth it?" I said though my tears.

But then yet again, why should I care. It's not like him and me had a connection of some sort. Bloody hell, I would have a better chance dating Draco Malfoy than him.

Suddenly I stopped crying and looked down at Paige.

"Paige, you know what? Your right. I mean I have a better chance with Malfoy. But if he doesn't notice me than he doesn't deserve me. But what if nobody notices me?" I said going into another group if tears.

And as if right on cue, a knock was at the door.

"Hermione? Are you in there." Said the familiar voice.

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