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Ginny sat in between Harry and Ron at the next Death Eater meeting. She was relaxed and almost happy that Hermione was not there. Ginny was about to be an aunt and she almost hated her niece or nephew's mother. Ginny sat there and reminisced the day that she realized that she almost liked Hermione.
Hermione was sitting on the bench in the courtyard with a sketchpad and charcoal pencil in her hand. She was staring out into the Great Lake with the pencil poised like she was going to draw but then thought better of it.
Ginny and Harry rounded the corner from Quidditch practice and were on their way up to the castle when Ginny saw Hermione's golden brown hair out of the corner of her eye. She then turned to Harry.
"I'll catch up with you later." She said to him and handed him her broom. "Can you put that in the Common Room for me?" Harry took the broom from her hand and was leaning in for a kiss goodbye when Ginny turned around and sprinted in Hermione's direction.
Slightly out of breath Ginny plopped down next to Hermione's legs and looked up at her.
"Hey, Hermione! What's up?"
Hermione looked down at Ginny and tried to smile between her tears.
"I don't want to bother you with my petty problems." Hermione wiped at her face and turned back to her sketchbook. Taking it upon herself, Ginny sat on the bench beside Hermione and pulled the book out of her hand. Ginny saw the half finished picture of Draco and was surprised that it was drawn so well.
"I want to be bothered. So start bothering me." In her narrow mind Ginny was enviously tearing Hermione apart because she got to be with Draco. Because she got to be part of the Golden Trio Because Hermione had received everything that Ginny had ever wanted.
Inwardly Ginny struggled to not make a rude comment while her brain was pushing her to. She wanted to shatter Hermione's self esteem more than it already was. Although Hermione was supposed to be her best female friend Ginny could feel nothing but hatred for this sad crumpled person sitting next to her on the bench, and sadly it made Ginny feel…well…so much better than Hermione. After all, Hermione was Muggle Born.
Ginny shook her head hoping to rid herself of all the negative thoughts but they just kept coming. She knew how wrong it was of her but did she care? No, she did not care one ounce and that was her problem.
Before Hermione could start talking Ginny threw her sketchpad and ran up to the castle. Ginny found out on that day that she both loved and hated Hermione for well…being Hermione.
Ginny snapped back to the present standing in Hermione's bedroom. She found it weird that she was here and she found it weirder still that she had her wand out and in her brain the same words kept running through her mind. Avada Kedrava…Avada Kedrava…Avada Kedrava…Come on it's just a baby…AVADA KEDRAVA!
A/N: Hey guys, what's up I know that this chapter is really short. But I wrote it for those people who were confused about Ginny and Hermione's hatred/friendship. So well…there you go. Enjoii! Oh and I would like to see if ANY of you could guess what is wrong with Ginny in the last paragraph.