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Chapter Five-Romance Leads to Trouble

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"Hermione," Harry said softly. "Did you hear me?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry Harry, no," she blushed. "What did you say?" Harry smiled at her.

"I love you," he whispered. He gently pulled her towards him and brushed his lips against his. I can't believe it..Hermione thought. He does love me...Harry softly pushed his tounge into Hermione's mouth as they kissed by the empty fireplace. All of Hermione's troubles and sadness seemed to just disappear when they became one in the sense of their first kiss....

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When they finally broke the kiss for air, Harry was wearing a goofy grin and Hermione was flushed pink.

"That was brilliant," Harry whispered, gazing into Hermione's warm eyes. She flushed a deeper pink.

"Mmm-hmm..." Hermione agreed, smiling warmly at Harry and looking back into his brilliant green eyes....As the couple stood nose-to-nose in front of the fireplace, they didn't see or hear a very hurt girl burst from the Common Room.

"We'd better get back to Ron," Harry muttered, drawing one last kiss from Hermione.

"Yeah," she replied when the kiss ended. Hand in hand they walked over to where a very happy Ron was sitting.

"Finally told her, eh? Good show!" Ron cried. He was grinning madly at the two. "I knew that you two were meant for each other." Harry and Hermione exchanged loving glances.

"Alright then," Hermione said. "Who's up for a good Wizard's Chess game?" She grinned. She had never felt so happy in her life.

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Sobs echoed throughout the bathroom as the poor girl cried uncontrolably. Harry...and Hermione...she thought bitterly, wiping her eyes. I was a fool to think I had a chance with him....She emerged from the stall she had been hiding in. Taking a ragged breath, she walked over to the sinks and looked into one of the mirrors. Self-conciously reaching up to smooth her flaming red hair she examined her reflection.

"I'd hoped to be with Harry..." she muttered to her mirrored self, narrowing her eyes angrily. As she turned from the mirror and made towards the bathroom door, she made a decision that could change her and everyone close to her's life forever...I'll do it tonight....she thought.

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"Checkmate!" Hermione cried triumphantly at an open-mouthed Ron.

"You beat me!" he gasped. He bent over the board and examined the final positions of each piece. "Wow...nicely played, Hermione." Ron looked up at her and grinned.

"Thanks," Hermione said. She glanced at her watch. "We'd better get down to the Great Hall. It's nearly time for dinner."

"Alright," Harry agreed. Ron nodded and rose from his chair. Chatting cheerfully. they made their way down to the Great Hall.

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There....Ginny thought, placing the last note onto the Boy's Dormitory door. Now...while everyone's at dinner...the perfect time...As she stood in the middle of the Gryffindor Common Room, she looked around for one last time...

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"I'm stuffed," Ron said contently, leaning back from the table.

"That's because you ate nearly everything you saw," Hermione pointed out. "I'm full as well. I think I'll go up to the Common Room..." she passed a sideways glance to Ron. "Want to come?"

"Yeah," he grunted. "Coming, Harry?"

"Nah. Unlike you," he looked jokingly at Ron. "I didn't stuff my face, so I want to stay for dessert. I'll be up soon, though."

"Alright, then," Hermione said, getting up from the bench. "See you soon." Ron followed her out of the hall and up to the Gryffindor Tower. As they entered the Common Room, they saw Ginny standing in the middle of the room, looking around grimly with her back turned to them. "What is she doing?" Hermione whispered to Ron. He shrugged.

"Hey, Ginn," he called. "What are you doing?"Ginny turned to the direction of Ron's voice. She looked to him warmly and pulled out her wand. She pointed it to her chest. Ron slowly realized what she was about to do.

"Ginn-why are you doing this?!" Ron repeated in distress. Ginny looked back to Hermione and Ron.

"Why am I doing this, you ask?" she said sadly. Ron nodded. "Ask her," she pointed to Hermione. "Aveda Kevadra." They saw a flash of green light...then Ginny lying on the floor. Dead.

Ron stood open-mouthed for a moment, shocked at what he had just seen. He took a few steps towards Ginny, then he stopped. His gaze kept shifting from the dead Ginny to the very alive Hermione. Ask her...Ginny's voice rang in his mind. Ask her... Ron rounded on Hermione.

"What did you do?!" he snarled, approaching her menacingly. Intimidated by Ron's anger, Hermione began to back away. "What did you do?!!?!" He chased her from Ginny's body to the portrait hole...straight into Harry.

"Hermione?" Harry looked down at the frightened girl that had just bumped into his chest. He looked up at the angry Ron, who was fast approaching, his eyes burning. "Ron-what are you doing?!" he looked to Ginny's body. "What happened to Ginny?"

"Ask her," Ron growled, pointing angrily to Hermione. Harry looked down at Hermione.

"Hermione?" he asked.

"I...I don't know..." she stuttered. "We..we came i-in to the Common Room..Ginny..she was j-just st-standing there...she killed herself, Harry..." Hermione broke out into tears. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed silently.

"She...she killed herself?" Harry repeated. "Ginny's dead?"

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