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(A/N I'm skipping for fear of being boring in describing every little thing)
Hermione walked up to the picture of Patrique Payenne,
"Sugar Sherlock" She entered looked around.
The fire crackled a merry dance, letting it's dim light reflect upon the black sofa, she sat on the sofa happy to be at Hogwarts. It made a difference to the hellhole that was her old home. She looked around taking in all the grand furniture, there was even a mini library, she heard a male voice say sugar Sherlock and jumped. In one second the person she'd be spending her nights with, the person she'd be sharing a common room with, the person who was head boy would be walking through that there portrait hall, she held her breath waiting for who walked through the door (A/N Now if I was cruel I'd stop here, but the thing is you can ALL guess who it is, and if you get it wrong shame on you!)
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She was about to scream his name in anger but she forgot her plan, he looked slightly shocked at first then resumed his usual stare,
"You"
"Yeah, me" She said smirking,
"Why didn't you tell me you went to Hogwarts babe?" She shuddered at that name, Malfoy calling her that, yes he had been good but it was revenge,
"I thought you'd know, all those years you'd called me mudblood, and discriminated against me because of your father" He looked confused,
"But I've never seen you here before, I've never met you before" She shook her head,
"Don't play innocent Draco" She purred the word, but meant it spitefully, "You know I'm Granger" "You're WHO?" He shouted, "You can't be" But as he looked at her, she did have the same eyes, the face was the same even if her hair had changed, she'd got an oh-so rebellious lip stud she did look like the laid back, gothic, smutty version of Granger,
"You're a gryffindor... Some bookworm, teacher's pet"
"Why are you so stereotyped Malfoy?" She shot a death glare at him, "Why do you assume all gryffindors are perfect, perfect scores, perfect lives" She stood up and came right up close to his face, "Well let me tell you oh 'slytherin sex god' my scores may be perfect, that does not make ME perfect and my life is probably as FAR from perfect as you can go" With that she pressed her body up against his, "So maybe you should shove you bookworm and gryffindors prejudice up your fat opinionated ass!"
"Well, you've changed your tune" He pushed her onto the sofa, "This certainly wasn't what you were singing at the leaky cauldron" She pulled his hands off her and stood up,
"Stay away from me Malfoy" She smirked maliciously, "Unless you'd like the whole school to know about your gryffindor romp"
"They'd know it was you though, it'd be a demerit for you too"
"I don't care what they think" She pointed to the lip stud and then her whole outfit, "Can you not see, a lot has changed over this summer about me, a lot has happened, I don't care anymore" She sighed, "It's a dog eat dog world out there, and never forget to look after number one" She put a hand to her forehead, "That's what you told me in our fifth year, one of the times I wasn't with Harry or Ron, and you don't know how much I regret not listening to you but it wasn't till our sixth year there was the downfall of Voldemort, it was easier than everyone anticipated but you joined us and for now I feel a connection between us"
"What type of connection"
"A family connection"
"How? I'm pureblood you're a mu. Muggle born"
"No, not everything is about blood, I meant we both had shit parents"
"Well, I did my mother cared for my father so much she died for him, but then he was killed too. Not that it matters I hated them, and I'm left with everything" He showed no emotion whatsoever, that's one of the reasons why Hermione had always thought him to be an arrogant bigoted ferret, "You have a good family, even if your parents are muggles"
"How little you know" She said with scorn,
"Well maybe you'd like to fill me in, I'm not like Firenze" She shook her head,
"No, I wouldn't like to fill you in, it's personal and once I've done my NEWT's I'm getting a flat, I'm never going too see those bitches of parents again" Malfoy wanted to know more but wasn't going to push it, Hermione stormed to the room marked Head girl and slammed the door after her.
It wasn't Malfoy's fault she thought bitterly; he just opened a healing wound. She could've done with a hit there and then. Something to take her mind of it. These holidays she seemed to have done everything she wouldn't have dreamt of. She'd taken drugs for a while in some muggle clubs, she knew she shouldn't have but they made her feel so alive, and like her dealer Black had said God wouldn't have put them on Earth if he didn't want them to be used. Black she thought her mind cheering up; he was such a funny guy, funny as in laughing and funny as in weird. He could be so hilarious yet no one knew anything about him, they didn't even know his real name! She was going to go over to the gryffindor tower to say hello to everyone but two people came to her first, they knocked on the door, she opened it and they said they wanted to talk, she led them downstairs, feeling their eyes boring into her near-bare back, she still hadn't changed out of her black top with no back instead it laced up she sat on the sofa and Draco stood and made to walk out of the room,
"Draco" She said, Ron and Harry's eyebrows rising at her use of his first name,
"What?"
"Sorry for having a go at you earlier about my personal problems, it was no" He put a finger to her lips, she'd been so busy apologizing she hadn't realized he walked towards her,
"It doesn't matter" He looked at Ron and Harry, "We can talk about it later babe" He walked into his room and shut the door,
The pair of gryffindors looked gob smacked,
"You called him Draco" Ron stated,
"HE CALLED YOU BABE" Harry shouted, Hermione Granger had been his best friend since first year and no way was she falling into the hands of Draco Malfoy he would just hurt her. Plus the fact he liked her new look, it matched with his. Okay he hadn't really changed all that much but he was definitely a bit gothic. He wore all black and was generally what most would call goth.
"Chill, it's not as if it meant anything" She sighed, "It doesn't mean that much"
"It does matter." Ron said, but got cut off by Harry
"Anyway, you've changed a lot 'mione" Harry gestured towards her hair and lips,
"So have you" She spat back, taking it as an insult,
"It was a comment, and I know I have but you've got your lip pierced" Harry exclaimed Ron just sat dumbfounded, he looked sick and like he needed air
"I have to go" He got up and left, She raised her eyebrows to Harry, who shrugged,
"You have your eyebrow pierced!" Harry stiffened,
"How do you know?" His body relaxing slightly,
"I saw the hole, and I've seen someone who's had their eyebrow pierced"
"Anyone I know?" She shook her head vigorously; it had been Black who had had his eyebrow pierced.
"Hell no"
"Oh okay" He smiled, he still had a boyish smile, yet his face was much older than before, he had huge muscles from quidditch, and his hair was as devilishly messy as ever, "How were your holidays?"
"Well" She looked slightly upset yet she had needed to tell someone all summer, someone she trusted not like Black or any of the others, "Rough to be honest but it's a long story" She sighed, "Yours?"
"Good, got some girls, played quidditch" She smiled, "Anyway Hermione tell me about yours and don't lie, I can tell it wasn't usual and it's done something to you"
"I'm not sure I want to tell you" He looked hurt but she'd told the truth,
"Is it that bad?" He said grinning mischievously,
"It's probably worse than what you're thinking" She frowned, she had to tell someone, she had to spill.
"Explain" He pulled her closer to him so she wasn't right on the edge of the other side,
"Well, I suppose I could start from the beginning" She sighed, "You sure you want to hear?"
"Yes, a problem shared is a problem halved" Hermione shook her head,
"I got to my house and my dad told me he and my mother had split up, and got a divorce" Harry look shocked,
"No, they seemed so good together"
"I know, and then well after a week, my dad started drinking when I approached him about it he said if I didn't like it I should leave" A black tear smudged down her cheek, "He started drinking more, then one day he drank all through the day and came back home at about 3:00AM and woke me up, I was really scared and and and and" She stopped and clung to Harry,
"And what?" He said gently
"I didn't have my wand and he well... You know he kind of hit me and well forced me" She stuttered she couldn't even utter the next words, her own father had done Harry looked shocked yet he was rubbing her back soothingly, he was going to say what had run through his mind even if he was wrong he would seem so sick,
"He didn't" He took a deep breath, getting ready for a furious rant about him being sick, "Didn't rape you did he?" His knuckles tensed slightly, yet for some odd reason the outburst didn't come Hermione just tensed and looked into his vivid bottle green eyes, nodding ever so slightly, Harry pulled her closer to him, his friend, hurt and probably afraid,
"It was awful Harry,"
Draco pulled his ear away from the door, he looked slightly less composed from before, he was going to disperse their conversation to Parkinson and Zabini and they he imagined would laugh about, he couldn't tell anyone this. He wished he hadn't listened in,
"Why did you change so much Hermione?"
"I fell in with the wrong crowd" She sighed, "Got into drugs, did some stuff, I mean I'd already lost it to my own father so I turned out like I am today" She didn't have the heart to tell him about Malfoy, her plan had failed so she hadn't even got that straw to clutch on to, she'd literally been behind enemy lines. If Harry and Ron wanted to have a go at her they could, but it wouldn't change a thing, Harry was surprised but couldn't really talk. He hadn't exactly been Saint Potter these holidays either. Yet Hermione used to be so pure and innocent, she was the teacher's pet and he supposed under the influence of himself and Ron she had slackened yet now she seemed to have just buckled under the weight of her father, she would of course still get top grades but she had changed. She wasn't head girl material. She shared a room with Malfoy who now called her "babe" and she was what seemed almost off the rails.
"Well, you're with us now, and after your final year you can come live in my flat with me if you have no where to go"
"Really? I mean I have a lot of money that my Grandma left me inside Gringotts"
"Your Grandma was a witch?" This all seemed so trivial compared to what she said, but he wasn't going to act too subdued because it could end up making her feel passive too,
"No! Silly, she left me some money and I went and changed it to galleons and put it into gringotts" Harry looked blank for a second then clicked,
"Oh, I get you now" He shook his head at his dumbness.
"Harry you're such a good friend" She wrapped her arms round him and gave him a big hug, Harry put his arms round her,
"Looks like it's been a hard holiday for you"
"Well, yeah but I feel more alive now and as I've said fuck knows how many times these holidays shit happens" Harry nodded,
"Yeah" Harry felt a sudden surge of thanks towards his best friend, for the last two weeks of the holiday he'd been with Ron and Ginny who just seemed pathetically childish compared to himself, "I feel as thought I've grown up and just left Ron behind, he thinks that girls are hilarious and seems to be more immature than Gin"
"Gin? Have you two got something going on?"
"Well we did have, then it kind of turned into a mess and Ron found out and just started being himself you know 'she's my sister' it just got really annoying"
"I suppose, it is quite understandable, it's a shame thought because you've known each other for so long and I know Ginny probably had fun"
"Well, now we've done it, it seems pointless"
"Done what?" Hermione looked shocked, Harry turned red,
"Well you know," Hermione nodded,
"I know, does Ron know"
"No, you can imagine his reaction if he knew!"
"I'm not sure I want to imagine his reaction"
"What's with you and Malfoy then"
"Well, he's on our side and I had a go at him earlier so I just thought I'd apologize"
"I still don't see why you called him Draco, and anyway Ron seems pretty annoyed that he called you babe and put his finger to your lips"
"Well, Ron ought to get over himself"
"Yeah" Malfoy muttered from the other side of the door, he was back to eavesdropping,
"All he ever does is complain and make a fool of himself, I'm sick of him bossing me around, he isn't my mother and I want to set one thing straight even if me and Krum were going out it wouldn't matter because it's none of his business"
"Feisty" Draco said to no one in particular,
"I suppose, but all those years he's only tried to protect you and tried to help you"
"Yes, but the thing is Harry, Ron's good as a friend but I know he wants more"
"I suppose"
"You don't suppose Harry, you know he does it happened last year we went out but he just made stupid accusations which had no ground to fall back on and he just didn't trust me as far as he could throw me" (A/N So, I don't like Ron unless you couldn't tell)
"You said it wouldn't ruin your friendship" He felt as if he was trying to swim in an inch of water,
"I know and it hasn't I just don't want to be watched over Harry, I don't want him following me around, snooping" She shook her head, "I love being Ron's friend, but there's being protective and then there's over doing it"
"I am protective of you too you know" She felt his arms grip slightly onto her,
"I know," She pushed herself closer than Harry, "Just Ron goes over the top, like in our second year when he did the slug eating spell and it backfired, yes I was worried at the time, but it's like I can't deal with anyone on my own, I'm not some helpless baby" She hit her head against the back of the sofa, "He just doesn't realize I can deal with things myself, I've been fine over the holidays yet I had more problems than ever before"
"I have a problematic life and I can see what you're saying but you're giving Ron a hard time you know"
"I suppose" She sighed, "Any way I'm tired" (A/N So, are my fingers) She sighed, "I'm going to get some sleep but if you come and visit tomorrow or something, just knock I suppose one of us heads will be in" She smiled, "Night Harry"
"Night Herms" He gave her a quick kiss on the lips which surprised her slightly, yet he just wriggled out from underneath her slender frame and walked over to the door, he waved and then left leaving Hermione laid across the couch, she shut her eyes.
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Sorry it's been a few days; Thanks to all my reviewers I love you all!
~.Liv.~ (Pin)
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(A/N I'm skipping for fear of being boring in describing every little thing)
Hermione walked up to the picture of Patrique Payenne,
"Sugar Sherlock" She entered looked around.
The fire crackled a merry dance, letting it's dim light reflect upon the black sofa, she sat on the sofa happy to be at Hogwarts. It made a difference to the hellhole that was her old home. She looked around taking in all the grand furniture, there was even a mini library, she heard a male voice say sugar Sherlock and jumped. In one second the person she'd be spending her nights with, the person she'd be sharing a common room with, the person who was head boy would be walking through that there portrait hall, she held her breath waiting for who walked through the door (A/N Now if I was cruel I'd stop here, but the thing is you can ALL guess who it is, and if you get it wrong shame on you!)
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She was about to scream his name in anger but she forgot her plan, he looked slightly shocked at first then resumed his usual stare,
"You"
"Yeah, me" She said smirking,
"Why didn't you tell me you went to Hogwarts babe?" She shuddered at that name, Malfoy calling her that, yes he had been good but it was revenge,
"I thought you'd know, all those years you'd called me mudblood, and discriminated against me because of your father" He looked confused,
"But I've never seen you here before, I've never met you before" She shook her head,
"Don't play innocent Draco" She purred the word, but meant it spitefully, "You know I'm Granger" "You're WHO?" He shouted, "You can't be" But as he looked at her, she did have the same eyes, the face was the same even if her hair had changed, she'd got an oh-so rebellious lip stud she did look like the laid back, gothic, smutty version of Granger,
"You're a gryffindor... Some bookworm, teacher's pet"
"Why are you so stereotyped Malfoy?" She shot a death glare at him, "Why do you assume all gryffindors are perfect, perfect scores, perfect lives" She stood up and came right up close to his face, "Well let me tell you oh 'slytherin sex god' my scores may be perfect, that does not make ME perfect and my life is probably as FAR from perfect as you can go" With that she pressed her body up against his, "So maybe you should shove you bookworm and gryffindors prejudice up your fat opinionated ass!"
"Well, you've changed your tune" He pushed her onto the sofa, "This certainly wasn't what you were singing at the leaky cauldron" She pulled his hands off her and stood up,
"Stay away from me Malfoy" She smirked maliciously, "Unless you'd like the whole school to know about your gryffindor romp"
"They'd know it was you though, it'd be a demerit for you too"
"I don't care what they think" She pointed to the lip stud and then her whole outfit, "Can you not see, a lot has changed over this summer about me, a lot has happened, I don't care anymore" She sighed, "It's a dog eat dog world out there, and never forget to look after number one" She put a hand to her forehead, "That's what you told me in our fifth year, one of the times I wasn't with Harry or Ron, and you don't know how much I regret not listening to you but it wasn't till our sixth year there was the downfall of Voldemort, it was easier than everyone anticipated but you joined us and for now I feel a connection between us"
"What type of connection"
"A family connection"
"How? I'm pureblood you're a mu. Muggle born"
"No, not everything is about blood, I meant we both had shit parents"
"Well, I did my mother cared for my father so much she died for him, but then he was killed too. Not that it matters I hated them, and I'm left with everything" He showed no emotion whatsoever, that's one of the reasons why Hermione had always thought him to be an arrogant bigoted ferret, "You have a good family, even if your parents are muggles"
"How little you know" She said with scorn,
"Well maybe you'd like to fill me in, I'm not like Firenze" She shook her head,
"No, I wouldn't like to fill you in, it's personal and once I've done my NEWT's I'm getting a flat, I'm never going too see those bitches of parents again" Malfoy wanted to know more but wasn't going to push it, Hermione stormed to the room marked Head girl and slammed the door after her.
It wasn't Malfoy's fault she thought bitterly; he just opened a healing wound. She could've done with a hit there and then. Something to take her mind of it. These holidays she seemed to have done everything she wouldn't have dreamt of. She'd taken drugs for a while in some muggle clubs, she knew she shouldn't have but they made her feel so alive, and like her dealer Black had said God wouldn't have put them on Earth if he didn't want them to be used. Black she thought her mind cheering up; he was such a funny guy, funny as in laughing and funny as in weird. He could be so hilarious yet no one knew anything about him, they didn't even know his real name! She was going to go over to the gryffindor tower to say hello to everyone but two people came to her first, they knocked on the door, she opened it and they said they wanted to talk, she led them downstairs, feeling their eyes boring into her near-bare back, she still hadn't changed out of her black top with no back instead it laced up she sat on the sofa and Draco stood and made to walk out of the room,
"Draco" She said, Ron and Harry's eyebrows rising at her use of his first name,
"What?"
"Sorry for having a go at you earlier about my personal problems, it was no" He put a finger to her lips, she'd been so busy apologizing she hadn't realized he walked towards her,
"It doesn't matter" He looked at Ron and Harry, "We can talk about it later babe" He walked into his room and shut the door,
The pair of gryffindors looked gob smacked,
"You called him Draco" Ron stated,
"HE CALLED YOU BABE" Harry shouted, Hermione Granger had been his best friend since first year and no way was she falling into the hands of Draco Malfoy he would just hurt her. Plus the fact he liked her new look, it matched with his. Okay he hadn't really changed all that much but he was definitely a bit gothic. He wore all black and was generally what most would call goth.
"Chill, it's not as if it meant anything" She sighed, "It doesn't mean that much"
"It does matter." Ron said, but got cut off by Harry
"Anyway, you've changed a lot 'mione" Harry gestured towards her hair and lips,
"So have you" She spat back, taking it as an insult,
"It was a comment, and I know I have but you've got your lip pierced" Harry exclaimed Ron just sat dumbfounded, he looked sick and like he needed air
"I have to go" He got up and left, She raised her eyebrows to Harry, who shrugged,
"You have your eyebrow pierced!" Harry stiffened,
"How do you know?" His body relaxing slightly,
"I saw the hole, and I've seen someone who's had their eyebrow pierced"
"Anyone I know?" She shook her head vigorously; it had been Black who had had his eyebrow pierced.
"Hell no"
"Oh okay" He smiled, he still had a boyish smile, yet his face was much older than before, he had huge muscles from quidditch, and his hair was as devilishly messy as ever, "How were your holidays?"
"Well" She looked slightly upset yet she had needed to tell someone all summer, someone she trusted not like Black or any of the others, "Rough to be honest but it's a long story" She sighed, "Yours?"
"Good, got some girls, played quidditch" She smiled, "Anyway Hermione tell me about yours and don't lie, I can tell it wasn't usual and it's done something to you"
"I'm not sure I want to tell you" He looked hurt but she'd told the truth,
"Is it that bad?" He said grinning mischievously,
"It's probably worse than what you're thinking" She frowned, she had to tell someone, she had to spill.
"Explain" He pulled her closer to him so she wasn't right on the edge of the other side,
"Well, I suppose I could start from the beginning" She sighed, "You sure you want to hear?"
"Yes, a problem shared is a problem halved" Hermione shook her head,
"I got to my house and my dad told me he and my mother had split up, and got a divorce" Harry look shocked,
"No, they seemed so good together"
"I know, and then well after a week, my dad started drinking when I approached him about it he said if I didn't like it I should leave" A black tear smudged down her cheek, "He started drinking more, then one day he drank all through the day and came back home at about 3:00AM and woke me up, I was really scared and and and and" She stopped and clung to Harry,
"And what?" He said gently
"I didn't have my wand and he well... You know he kind of hit me and well forced me" She stuttered she couldn't even utter the next words, her own father had done Harry looked shocked yet he was rubbing her back soothingly, he was going to say what had run through his mind even if he was wrong he would seem so sick,
"He didn't" He took a deep breath, getting ready for a furious rant about him being sick, "Didn't rape you did he?" His knuckles tensed slightly, yet for some odd reason the outburst didn't come Hermione just tensed and looked into his vivid bottle green eyes, nodding ever so slightly, Harry pulled her closer to him, his friend, hurt and probably afraid,
"It was awful Harry,"
Draco pulled his ear away from the door, he looked slightly less composed from before, he was going to disperse their conversation to Parkinson and Zabini and they he imagined would laugh about, he couldn't tell anyone this. He wished he hadn't listened in,
"Why did you change so much Hermione?"
"I fell in with the wrong crowd" She sighed, "Got into drugs, did some stuff, I mean I'd already lost it to my own father so I turned out like I am today" She didn't have the heart to tell him about Malfoy, her plan had failed so she hadn't even got that straw to clutch on to, she'd literally been behind enemy lines. If Harry and Ron wanted to have a go at her they could, but it wouldn't change a thing, Harry was surprised but couldn't really talk. He hadn't exactly been Saint Potter these holidays either. Yet Hermione used to be so pure and innocent, she was the teacher's pet and he supposed under the influence of himself and Ron she had slackened yet now she seemed to have just buckled under the weight of her father, she would of course still get top grades but she had changed. She wasn't head girl material. She shared a room with Malfoy who now called her "babe" and she was what seemed almost off the rails.
"Well, you're with us now, and after your final year you can come live in my flat with me if you have no where to go"
"Really? I mean I have a lot of money that my Grandma left me inside Gringotts"
"Your Grandma was a witch?" This all seemed so trivial compared to what she said, but he wasn't going to act too subdued because it could end up making her feel passive too,
"No! Silly, she left me some money and I went and changed it to galleons and put it into gringotts" Harry looked blank for a second then clicked,
"Oh, I get you now" He shook his head at his dumbness.
"Harry you're such a good friend" She wrapped her arms round him and gave him a big hug, Harry put his arms round her,
"Looks like it's been a hard holiday for you"
"Well, yeah but I feel more alive now and as I've said fuck knows how many times these holidays shit happens" Harry nodded,
"Yeah" Harry felt a sudden surge of thanks towards his best friend, for the last two weeks of the holiday he'd been with Ron and Ginny who just seemed pathetically childish compared to himself, "I feel as thought I've grown up and just left Ron behind, he thinks that girls are hilarious and seems to be more immature than Gin"
"Gin? Have you two got something going on?"
"Well we did have, then it kind of turned into a mess and Ron found out and just started being himself you know 'she's my sister' it just got really annoying"
"I suppose, it is quite understandable, it's a shame thought because you've known each other for so long and I know Ginny probably had fun"
"Well, now we've done it, it seems pointless"
"Done what?" Hermione looked shocked, Harry turned red,
"Well you know," Hermione nodded,
"I know, does Ron know"
"No, you can imagine his reaction if he knew!"
"I'm not sure I want to imagine his reaction"
"What's with you and Malfoy then"
"Well, he's on our side and I had a go at him earlier so I just thought I'd apologize"
"I still don't see why you called him Draco, and anyway Ron seems pretty annoyed that he called you babe and put his finger to your lips"
"Well, Ron ought to get over himself"
"Yeah" Malfoy muttered from the other side of the door, he was back to eavesdropping,
"All he ever does is complain and make a fool of himself, I'm sick of him bossing me around, he isn't my mother and I want to set one thing straight even if me and Krum were going out it wouldn't matter because it's none of his business"
"Feisty" Draco said to no one in particular,
"I suppose, but all those years he's only tried to protect you and tried to help you"
"Yes, but the thing is Harry, Ron's good as a friend but I know he wants more"
"I suppose"
"You don't suppose Harry, you know he does it happened last year we went out but he just made stupid accusations which had no ground to fall back on and he just didn't trust me as far as he could throw me" (A/N So, I don't like Ron unless you couldn't tell)
"You said it wouldn't ruin your friendship" He felt as if he was trying to swim in an inch of water,
"I know and it hasn't I just don't want to be watched over Harry, I don't want him following me around, snooping" She shook her head, "I love being Ron's friend, but there's being protective and then there's over doing it"
"I am protective of you too you know" She felt his arms grip slightly onto her,
"I know," She pushed herself closer than Harry, "Just Ron goes over the top, like in our second year when he did the slug eating spell and it backfired, yes I was worried at the time, but it's like I can't deal with anyone on my own, I'm not some helpless baby" She hit her head against the back of the sofa, "He just doesn't realize I can deal with things myself, I've been fine over the holidays yet I had more problems than ever before"
"I have a problematic life and I can see what you're saying but you're giving Ron a hard time you know"
"I suppose" She sighed, "Any way I'm tired" (A/N So, are my fingers) She sighed, "I'm going to get some sleep but if you come and visit tomorrow or something, just knock I suppose one of us heads will be in" She smiled, "Night Harry"
"Night Herms" He gave her a quick kiss on the lips which surprised her slightly, yet he just wriggled out from underneath her slender frame and walked over to the door, he waved and then left leaving Hermione laid across the couch, she shut her eyes.
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Sorry it's been a few days; Thanks to all my reviewers I love you all!
~.Liv.~ (Pin)