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"Hermione's Break Down" Ch.5

Hermione went to her room and put her new things away. She quickly washed her hands in her bathroom sink and headed to the kitchen to help her mum set the table. The Grangers had a dinning room but they only used it on holidays. There was no need to use such a big room just for three people, so they eat at the breakfast table that is in the corner of the kitchen. It was a little rectangle shaped, oak table that held four people comfortably in its matching chairs. Mrs. Granger was very color coordinated and had designed every room in the house. The kitchen was one of Hermione's favorite rooms.

The walls were painted a dark royal blue with yellow trimming. The cupboards were painted white with marble counter tops. Everything in the room was in some way related to the color scheme. There were a few pictures of flowers that were even yellow. On the table there was a small yellow flowerpot with blue flowers. The place mats were also blue.

After Hermione sat down the last white plate and placed the last fork on it's napkin, her father came into the room followed closely by her mother. Mrs. Granger set her casserole on the table and sat down at one end of the table. Hermione sat at one of the sides, while her father took his place at the other end.

The meal went by pleasantly. Mrs. Granger talked about how her day went. She was pampered at the local spa. She had a gift certificate left over from Christmas. Hermione was pleased that her mother was in a good mood, not that she ever was in a bad mood, but happiness is spread around like jelly. You can't help but get some on you. Hermione could use a little more after her day.

Her father then talked about his day, which wasn't as exciting as her mother's but it was eventful. He had four new patients, which took a long time, plus he had to take over his wife's patients as well as his own since she took the day off. After dinner they all cleared the table and Mr. Granger walked into the living room to watch the evening news.

"Hermione, sweetie, could you help me wash the dishes" Mrs. Granger asked as Hermione was about to leave the room. "Yes ma'am!" she replied. The first couple of dishes were washed in complete silence. Mrs. Granger was looking over at her daughter noticing something was wrong. Hermione just kept her head down as she dried off the plate that her mother just handed her. Mrs. Granger couldn't take it anymore. She hated seeing her like this. Like any other mother, she wanted to know what was wrong.

"Sweetie"

"Yes Mum?"

"What's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't try to hide it Hermione. I know something is bothering you. You hardly touched you dinner."

Hermione responded with a single tear rolling down her cheek. Mrs. Granger set her dish down and grabbed Hermione into a big hug. At that, Hermione couldn't hold back the tears anymore. Mr. Granger, hearing her cries, came back into the kitchen and offered to finish the dished so the two women could talk in a more comfortable place.

Mrs. Granger led Hermione to the room they liked to call the 'relaxing' room. It was a large room that the two girls designed just for occasions like this. It had an 'I Dream of Jeanie' theme to it, which was on of their favorite shows. In one of the corners of the room there was a square, purple rug about eight feet by eight feet. There were pink and blue pillows and blankets scattered around it. There was even a few been bag chairs of different shapes and sizes on it. This area was a place to just sit or lie down and just relax. Hanging above it was a blue mesh canopy just to give it a little more privacy. Next to that there was a CD player with about 50 different kinds of CDs, mainly relaxing, nature type ones.

In the opposite corner of the room there was a huge California king size bed with a faint chair at its foot. (AN: I think that is what it is called. I am talking about those chairs that you just kind of sit and lie at the same time.) There was a window seat in between the rug and the bed. It was big enough to sleep comfortable on it. It was about the size of a twin bed. It had seat cushions and pillows that matched the ones on the rug. In the very center of the room, there were two, blue love seats facing each other. In between the love seats there was a coffee table with a few magazines and random novels scattered on top.

The room had a hug closet that was just used for storage and a full bathroom. The bathroom had a shower, a toilet, a sink and a huge bathtub. It wasn't as big as the prefect's bathtub, but it could hold two people in it. There were scented candles through out the entire room and bathroom. (AN: I know what you are thinking, just wait Hermione's room will be described later on.)

Hermione sat down on one of the love seats while her mother took the other one. She grabbed on of the couch pillows and curled up into a ball. She was holding on to that pillow for dear life. "Can you tell me now what's wrong?" Mrs. Granger asked. Hermione wasn't sure where she should start. She had a stressful school year and her day wasn't much better.

Mrs. Granger had been informed that Hermione had helped with the defeat of the dark lord but she didn't understand all of it. She was a muggle after all. Hermione decided to just talk about the events that had occurred since her arrival home. She was to tired to be up all night.

AN: Sorry it took me so long to update. I am in college now and it really takes a lot of time. I have written chapter six and part of seven on paper but it takes me a while to type them up since I am hardly at my computer anymore. Thank you to all of my reviewers. I hope you enjoy this chapter as well. Thank you for your patients. Wuv Ya All!!!