Just a little warning: This chapter contains attempted suicide. Just FYI.

I own the book mentioned in this chapter as well as Haminations were created by me and therefore belong to me. Unfortunally, nothing else, except the plot and forementions creations, belongs to me.

While Snape and Serina were talking about the past and their ideas on parenthood, Harry was sitting in the Gryffindor common room, thinking.

"She's been avoiding me for the past week," he thought. "Why?"

At that moment, the object of his thoughts entered the common room, carrying a few books she borrowed from the library.

Hermione looked up and saw Harry sitting by the fire. He saw her and just looked at her. Her heart instantly began to ache. Her mind flew back to the kiss they had shared by that same fire place only a week ago. Since then she had been avoiding Harry like the plague.

"I've betrayed Ron," she thought. "I knew he loved me as more than a friend and here I am, not so long after his death, kissing his best friend. I don't…"

Harry interrupted her thoughts. "Hermione? Where have you been lately?"

She took a deep breath and walked closer to Harry, but stopped a safe distance from him. "The library, you know, studying for the N.E.W.T.s."

Harry nodded and stood. He took a step closer to Hermione, but he was still a good few feet away from her. "I thought you were avoiding me."

Hermione looked deep into Harry's eyes, feeling like he knew what was wrong. "I guess in some ways I have. I felt like I have betrayed Ron by kissing you"

Harry looked away from Hermione when she said that. He too had been feeling the guilt of betraying his dearest friend. "I understand, but I know that I care for you Hermione. I want to be with you. I want…"

Hermione raised her hands and dropped her library books with a crash. Harry looked up into her chocolate brown eyes, which were filled with tears. She crossed the room, closing the distance between them. When she was standing less than a foot in front of Harry she spoke again.

"I care for you too Harry, but I can't be with you like I want. There is too much in the way keeping me from loving you. I don't want to betray Ron again."

Harry felt like his chest was being crushed. It was in this moment he understood what Ron saw in Hermione, and why he loved her so much.

"I understand Hermione. Perhaps someday you will return the love I feel for you," he said. Harry turned to leave, but a hand on his arm stopped him. He turned back to Hermione.

"I do love you Harry," she said. Harry didn't wait for her to say anymore as he pressed his lips to hers in a bruising, desperate kiss.

She didn't push him away; instead she froze and then responded to his kisses. The next thing either of them knew, they were on the ground with Harry's body lying on top of Hermione's.

Harry's fingers intertwined with Hermione's for a few seconds before moving to her robe clasp and undoing it. Hermione's hands moved up and weaved through his dark hair, deepening the kiss.

Harry's hands moved to her chest and grasped her left breast in his hand through her school outfit. She gasped, breaking her out of the world of bliss she was in.

She pushed Harry off of her and stood, looking down at her remaining best friend. Tears filled her eyes as she thought of the betrayal she felt welling up into her heart. Hermione turned and rushed out of the common room, back out into the halls.

Harry stood up to follow her, but then he noticed something about the books she had been carrying. He picked up the closest one and read the title. He instantly paled and rushed out of the common room, rushing to the only place he could think Hermione would go at this time, the Great Hall.

Hermione rushed up to Ron's statue and fell to her knees in front of it. She was crying now. She reached into her pocket and took out a small vile.

"I'm sorry Ron…" she said as she opened the vile and put it to her lips. She drank the liquid that was inside before saying, "I'm sorry Harry." Then she slipped into darkness.

Snape was awoken by a loud knocking on his door. He quickly dressed in a pair of pants and a shirt before opening the door. The sight he found there stunned him.

Harry Potter stood at his door holding Hermione, who looked like death.

"Professor, I need your help," Harry said with fear in his voice. Snape nodded and stood aside, letting Harry enter with Hermione.

Harry placed Hermione on the couch in Snape's sitting room. He never took his eyes off of her. Snape's voice forced him to look at him. "What happened Potter, and why didn't you take her to the infirmary?"

Harry reached inside his cloak and pulled out the book he picked up in the common room. Snape picked it up and read the title, Potions of the Dead: Regretting Death Through Death.

Snape looked up at Harry with anger in his eyes. "Where did you get this book?" Harry looked down at Hermione. "She was carrying it, and a few other books, when she came into the common room this evening."

Snape looked at Hermione and saw the vile in her hand. He picked it up and smelled the empty vile.

"Damn it," Snape yelled. He instantly stood and rushed into his classroom through a secret passage. Sure enough, someone had been brewing in there and the room smelled of blood, as did the vile.

He turned back to the sitting room and Harry. "She's taken Haminations. It takes effect immediately and renders the drinker into a death-like state until either an antidote is given, or the drinker is buried and ends up suffocating or starving to death." Snape turned to the girl lying on the bed. "Luckily for us she forgot to return the books to my library and drank the potion in a well-populated area. We have a chance to save her."

Snape turned back to Harry. "Bring the book and follow me. We are making the antidote right now, before she gets any worse. Prolonged use of this can cause brain damage and she is much too valuable to the wizarding world to lose."

Harry was shocked by Snape's sudden outburst, but quickly got over it and followed him into his personal lab and the two of them got to work on the antidote.

It took until dawn to make the potion and then give it to Hermione. Once they got her to drink the light blue concoction, she instantly began to get more color in her cheeks. Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you professor," Harry said.

Snape looked down at the young wizard holding Hermione's hand and instantly wished that he was holding Serina.

Suddenly the door flung open and Molly rushed in, dressed in black pants with light green stripes on the sides and a black t-shirt. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail, making her dark eyes less noticeable against her light skin. She looked upset.

"Dad," she yelled. Snape rushed up to her and pulled her into a hug before she fell to the ground. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Molly pulled back and looked into her father's dark eyes with her tear-filled ones.

"Mom's left."