I didn't go to classes that afternoon, nor did I go to dinner. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea. After running back to my room, I had cried myself to exhaustion. That's when Ginny came.
"Mione, are you here?", she called out softly. Ginny was meet with silence. My eyes gazed around the dark room until they stopped at a bed in the corner of the room. There was Hermione. She quietly walked towards the older girl who started moaning. She had reached the bed, looking at the girls face. If it weren't for the little bit of moon light shining through the girl's dormitory she would have not noticed the beads of sweat forming on Hermione's already wrinkled forehead. She moaned again, but it didin't sound painful.
Ginny sat down next to Hermione as quietly as she could and that's when she heard her name. She thought that someone had just come back from dinner. But turning her head to the door she saw no one. "Ginny." She looked back at Hermione who was still asleep. But she noticed that her breathing was getting shallow and laboured. And the more sweat was glistening on her face. At frist Ginny started to panick thinking that Hermione might be sick, but then she realized. Why would she be calling my name? But her train of thought was broken again by Hermione moaning and calling out her name.
She was breathing like she'd just run a mile and her hair was stuck to her face because of the sweat. That's when Ginny realized she was having a dream. And that's when Hermione woke up. At first she just stared at her like it was nothing unusual to seeing Ginny up close. Then her eyes went wide and she started to scream. That's what snapped Ginny out of her daze.
"Hermione, shhh. It's me, Ginny."
"I know.", she said wiping some sweat off her forehead.
"I was worried when you didn't show up for dinner. And Ron told me you weren't in any of your afternoon classes, so I came here to see if you okay."
"I'm fine. I just wasn't feeling well."
"Oh…You know you can tell me anything, right?"
'Some things Ginny, not everything, Hermione said in her head. "Yeah"
"So could you tell me what's wrong with you. You haven't talked to me since school started."
"I told you before we came back that I might be too busy to chat with you Ginny. Besides you have a whole lot of other friends, what's wrong with them?"
"What's wrong is that their not you. And don't give me any bull shit about being busy. You only seem 'busy' when I'm around."
"Ginny, you know I don't mean to make you upset –"
"Good job at that!", said Ginny, cutting through Hermione's speech.
"– but I'm so busy sometimes I don't have the time to talk to anyone."
"What about this afternoon, this morning, right now. I bet you don't even want to talk to me right now!"
"Ginny, that's not true. Fine you want to talk, let's talk."
"What were you just dreaming about?"
Hermione cursed herself. "Nothing."
"It didn't sound like nothing to me."
"Ginny, please I don't want to talk about this, can't we –"
"No, this is what I want to talk about."
"Fine, you can talk but I'm leaving."
"No you won't ." And she blocked Hermione's way.
"Get out of the way, Ginny. I don't need this right now."
"Just tell me why you were calling my name 'Mione. I want to know."
Hermione couldn't fight back the tears that burned her eyes. She didn't want to talk about this, not with Ginny. "I can't do this." Hermione whispered.
"What?"
"I said I can't!" Catching the red-head off guard she rushed passed her, bumping into people in the process.
Hope u enjoyed that. There might be a little repition but it's needed. Thanx to Bursied But Never Broken for reviewing my story(wink,wink nudge,nudge).