I watched the walls around me crumble.

Hermione was a mess. Her life couldn't be worse. At her last year at Hogwarts, she wished it would end fast. Ron and Harry were dating girls, and she had a little problem. She was in love with their worst enemy, Draco Malfoy. They had spent many a night talking in the Astronomy tower, and Hermione could barely go a day with out seeing Draco anymore. Ron and Harry were suspecting things, and this wasn't good, and Hermione knew it. She couldn't give Draco up, she loved him.

But I'ts not like that will build them up again.

She decided that she would have to let Draco go, for the time being. She sent him a note in Potions.

Draco-Meet me in the tower at midnight. I need to talk to you about something. Love-Mione

Draco responded, and Hermione could almost feel herself start to cry in the halls as she read it. She knew what she had to do, and it made her life all the more worse. She did not want to do this.

Mione,

I'll be there. I love you.

Draco

She went to the girls lavatory, the same one that Moaning Myrtle haunted, locked herself in the stall, and cried her eyes out.

So here your last change for redemption.

Before Hermione went to see Draco, she told Harry and Ron.

"Ron, Harry, I need to talk to you." Hermione said, as the rest of the house went to dinner that night.

"Yeah, okay." They said and sat down across from her on the couch.

"There's something you two aught to know by now." Hermione said, taking it slow.

"Sure go ahead." Harry answered. Ron nodded.

She decided it was best to just come out with it, and not make any excuses.

"I'm in love with Malfoy."she muttered.

"Mione, but how?" Ron asked, while Harry's jaw dropped all the way to the floor.

"One day he sent me a note, apologizing for being so nasty to me all the time, and he asked me to meet him in the Astronomy Tower. I went, and well it just took of from there." She said quietly.

"He called you a fucking mudblood, and you're in love with him." Harry said.

"He never meant-"

"You're telling me you're seeing our worst enemy." Ron stated.

"How could you? You said that you loved me last year, and this is what happens?" Harry was so pissed off.

The two went on, as Hermione sat there, tears pouring down her face. A minute later she couldn't take it anymore.

"LOOK IT HARRY, YOU KNOW, I DON'T APPRECIATE YOUR TONE EITHER. YOU WERE SEEING GIN LAST YEAR, AND I THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD HOW I FELT ABOUT YOU. BUT YOU JUST PUSHED ME TO THE SIDE FOR A MONTH AND A HALF, LEAVING IT TO BE. I GOT OVER YOU. I DON'T WAIT AROUND FOREVER YOU KNOW. YOU WERE A JERK TO ME, AND I REALZED IT WASN'T WORTH IT. I COULDN'T BE YOUR KICKSTAND, THE THING TO ALWAYS HOLD YOU UP! I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE, I'M IN LOVE WITH MALFOY. HE'S BEEN A BETTER FRIEND THAN THE BOTH OF YOU HAVE!" she shouted to his face. Harry finally must have got it, because a moment later he came up and hugged her. Hermione pushed him away. He sat back down, with Ron, whose face was grief stricken from what he just heard.

Chapter two.

"AND YOU RON, ALL'S YOU WOULD DO IS ARGUE WITH ME! BEING ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS, I FIGURED YOU'D UNDERSTAND! BUT ALL YOU DID WAS SAY 'HE'S NOT WORTH IT MIONE. BUT YOU HAVE ALICIA, AND SHE'S BEEN WITH YOU THROUGH IT ALL. YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HER, AND I FIGURED, WELL HE'D UNDERSTAND 'BOUT MALFOY, BUT NOPE YOU DIDN'T. HE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO WOULD TALK TO ME, AND HEAR ME OUT ON WHAT I HAVE TO SAY. YOU GUYS CARED LESS!" Hermione shot at him.

"Oh and he's changed okay," she said quietly "he's not like he used to be...I can trust him now, now it seems more than I can talk to both of you."

The two guys sat there, and Harry had a small tear running down his face. He knew he should have been more understanding. He couldn't bare to see his friend in a mess like this.

Ron on the other hand, was a mess. He sat there, face all droopy. He had been in love with Hermione for two and a half years. He was only using Alicia so he could slowly "reel Hermione in". But his plan hadn't worked, he had only pushed her away. Ron now knew that she would probably never love him, and it hurt, deep down inside. But she was right, Ron hadn't been a friend to her at all these last few months.

So take it while it lasts because it will end.

"If you guys can't understand, than I don't see how we can be friends. After all I helped you guys with, you can't understand me for atiny ounce of aminute." She threw at them, and looked at her watch. Best be getting to the tower.

As she stormed out of the common room, and out into the halls. People were staring at her everywhere. Everyone was on their way back from dinner. She stopped for a moment, to catch her breath from running. She saw Malfoy for a brief moment. He was laughing and smiling. Her eyes caught his for a minute, and then she ran, on her way to the tower. Malfoy saw this, and pushed his way through the crowd, and followed her, slowly though, so no one would suspect anything.

And my tears are turning into time,

Hermione ran up the steps to the tower, crying. I hate myself. Why did I have to do this to myself! She thought. Her best friends were jerks, and the guy she loved was on his way up, and she had no reason to explain why she looked like a walking hell.

She made it up to the tower, and threw the door open, and quickly shut it. She went out to the balcony, and sat near the wall, on it's cold marble floors. She buried her face in her hands, and cried. She didn't want to lose Malfoy, and she was about to cut the string.

I've wasted trying to find a reason for goodbye.

She heard footsteps. She looked up, and saw his silver-blue eyes.

"Love, what's wrong?" he asked softly.

I cant live without you
Can't breathe without you

I dream about you,

Honestly
Tell me that its over
Because the world is spinning and I'm still living
It wont be right if were not in it together

Hermione didn't want to do this, it'd kill him. She couldn't imagine her life without him. Who would rock her to sleep at night, telling her everything it's okay? Who was going to hold her hand, telling her that he loved her? Who was going to hear her out with every problem she had, holding her, telling her nothing bad was going to happen, and that he was going to make it all better?

Tell me that it's over.

Hermione wished for it all to be over. She wished that she didn't have to let him go. She stood up, and with tears streaming down her face, faced Draco.

"Love, what's wrong?" he asked again.

"Oh Draco…"she whimpered. She walked into the arms he held out. She wrapped her arms around him, never wanting to let go. He stroked her hair, and softly said "Everything's going to be okay.".

Could she let go of this?

Everything was not going to be okay.