Apparently I have some snot nosed little brat telling me that I am a bad writer and that my story sucks. She also said it shouldn't be on this site, which she called, and I quote "a crap pile". Let's just put it this way, I had a great fire tonight. Anyway, for those who did review, giving me their likes about the story I thank you sincerely and thanks for reading.

Chapter 9

I don't really like you

I don't care what you do

I don't care about you

I don't care get a clue

Cause I don't really like you

I don't really like you

You and your friends are dense

You don't make any sense

It's all at your expense

Cause I don't really like you

I don't really like you

When Lavender, Hermione and Parvati left the dormitory, there was no one in the common room. It was barren.

'You're right, supper isn't going to wait for us.' Lavender sniggered and Parvati followed her laughing bit. Hermione scoffed them silently, telling herself that she was stupid to ever go along with this. Though she did like her hair.

'Ron's going to freak!' Lavender was walking arm in arm with Parvati and Hermione felt quite awkward walking down the hall so as they past a group of first years she snatched the first thing that looked suspicious.

Walking into the hall, Hermione absentmindedly rubbed her now aching head and thought that she might go and see Madam Pomfrey again, but stubborn Lavender dragged her down to the Gryffindor table.

Hermione could hear people talking and laughing, more so from the Slytherin table, where she could see Parkinson practically holding herself up on Draco. Ron and Seamus poked their heads out into the aisle Seamus' mouth opened slightly as did Ron's. Harry looked at her in shock and then a smiled crossed his face.

'You look-' Harry started, but Seamus cut in.

'Great!' Hermione shifted nervously and she could still hear some first years sniggering saying that she was a girly girl now. She gave a disapproving grunt as the Slytherins began to laugh hysterically.

Hermione hastily sat down between Harry and now, much to her dismay, Seamus. Ron was sitting beside Harry and was wasting no chance to get a glimpse at this new Hermione.

'What happened to you?' Ron asked, much more arrogant then earlier. Hermione felt repulsed from this question and pondered whether or not she should lie about it. More laughing from people around her.

'I was…to say…gettingstagemakesortedout!' Hermione blurted out. 'For the play…I have to go.' She said, sporting the same confused look as Harry and Ron.

'Right.' Ron said bitterly and looked after here, and then turned to his turkey. Harry sighed; he thought he would have been able to break the ice of tension between the two if she had stayed longer.

Lavender now found a nice spot between Harry and Seamus but Seamus stood up before Lavender could get a word, or arm for that matter, in.

'You should be ashamed of yourself, Ron. Hermione's really upset because of you.' Seamus, all but yelled that made some of the teachers look up from their plates and lengthy conversations. Harry saw that Ron was holding on to his fork so tight that his knuckles were starting to turn white.

'Right Seamus, like you can make her happy.' He said under his breath and stood up to match his eye level.

'Sit down Ron before you lose control again.' Seamus said and brushed past him. Ron is a state of shock and utmost fury bustled past a now standing Harry to get a piece of Seamus.

Hermione felt a cold wind brush her face as she opened the doors to the ground. She hesitated, wondering where she would go at such a time. She shouldn't even be there. She started off towards Hagrid's inviting hut and then turned off back to the lake where she had sat earlier that day with Seamus. Her thoughts then trailed on to Seamus.

She didn't know how to tell him that he was quite annoying. It was flattering to hear someone talk about her so highly but she knew he was just trying to make himself look good.

She walked all the way to the lake her arms crossed, lips pursed and an ache in the back of her head like never before. She sat down on the dewy grass again and stared at the lake. The same lake that she was under two years before when Krum had saved her, however, she didn't remember being underwater. She just remembered waking up to a badly transfigured shark head that oddly looked like Krum.

She heard a pair of feet scrapping across the grass and Hermione looked to see whom it was, not surprised to see Seamus.

'Hi.' She said unenthusiastically

'You look very pretty.' He told her.

'Thank you, it was Parvati's and Lavender's doing. She still likes you, you know.' Hermione turned back to look at the black, glassy lake. Once in a while she gave of a small shiver that made Seamus offer her him cloak since she wasn't wearing hers, but once more, she politely refused.

Ron was up at the school with Harry, who was trying to talk Ron out of beating Seamus up for what he had said.

'Harry, did you hear what he said to me? He deserves a black eye, or to spit up slugs!' Harry rolled his eyes; remember when Ron spit up slugs all over the place. It wasn't pleasant. Ron pushed Harry back slightly so that he was no longer pinned to the wall against Harry's grasp.

'I'm going!' Ron looked him sternly in the face and then turned to leave the castle, looking for any sign of authority before he left.

'Don't do anything stupid.' He said after Ron, who had just closed the door. He could hear the voices of the two drifting across the field, though he could not hear what they were saying. He started to make his way slowly over to the two where he could hear and see them enough, but so that they couldn't see him.

'- The cloak?'

'I'm sure Seamus.' It was like she hadn't moved her head all night, just staring blankly at the lake.

'Hermione…' Seamus said quietly and inched closer, putting an arm around her. Hermione focused harder on the lake, and making her eyes water for lack of blinking, while Ron's insides flared. 'Hermione?'

Hermione closed her eyes in derision and then turned to look at him with question on her face. But he didn't want to ask her a question, instead he leaned in closer but, much to Ron's gratefulness, she turned away. Seamus placed a hand softly on her cheek opposite him and made her look at him.

'I really like you.' He then placed his lips on her and Hermione froze for a minute before pulling away again. Ron wanted to go out there right now and rip him apart but he recoiled in the thought of Hermione.

'Seamus, I can't' She pulled away completely standing up. Seamus stood up too with a disappointed look on his face. Ron was still fuming b

'You can't or won't.' Hermione looked at him with a shocked expression on her face and then suddenly became sick of being polite.

'I wont! I don't like you more then a friend Seamus, okay, so no… of course I wont' Hermione shouted angrily.

'You only care about yourself. Sorry I couldn't be more like you, that would have been a match made in heaven.' Seamus couldn't control himself, he was sick of being pushed aside from someone he really liked.

'I just poured my heart out.' Hermione laughed smugly at this remark.

'I highly doubt that was 'pouring your heart out'' she let out another laugh and Seamus looked like extremely angry.

'Yourself! That's all that matters!' he advanced on her in a rage.

'Go away.' Hermione said smugly once again, facing him. 'I'm SORRY!' She screamed. 'I don't like you and that's ALL!' Seamus didn't move. He stood facing her, nostrils flaring.

'Leave her alone Finnigan.' Ron said heatedly coming down the hill. Hermione looked angrily at him and then turned away from the two.

'What d'you want?' Seamus fumed, looking between him and Hermione.

'She wants you to leave, so leave already.' But Seamus didn't do what Ron asked him to; instead Seamus pulled his fist back but Ron got their first and punched Seamus. Staggering backwards Seamus clutched his busted lip.

'RON!' Hermione shouted

'Go mind your own business, you seem good at it.' Seamus said and both he and Ron brandished their wands and pointed them at each other with Hermione shrieking in the background.

There were two strikes of light and in an instant both of their wands landed in the grass and McGonagall could be seen coming down the hill.

'What is going on out here?' She looked at a horrified Hermione to a panting Seamus and Ron.

'You two,' she pointed at Ron and Seamus. 'Come with me.' Her voice was short and she started back up the hill. 'Hermione wait outside my office.'

They all staggered up to the castle once again, after collecting their wands McGonagall had confiscated them.

'What do you think this is?' She yelled angrily. 'Shouting? Waving your wands at each other. You are in for a long session of detentions.'

They had gotten into Professor McGonagall's classroom and Hermione stood outside the door as she scolded Seamus and Ron at the top of her lungs.

Hermione sunk to the floor as a few people walking looked down the hall with confusion on their face.

'Get to bed.' Hermione ordered the first graders and they hurried their way. Harry looked around the corner.

'What happened?' Harry asked disapprovingly as he heard McGonagall shout.

'25 points from Gryffindor, each.' She finished testily. Neither Ron nor Seamus argued with her. They had both gotten a week detention and Ron's prefect badge was threatened for not only fighting on school grounds but with wands.

As the door opened she said after them, 'you can pick your wands up tomorrow. Hermione.' Ron and Seamus exited both looking pale faced and rigid. Hermione stood up with the help of Harry and entered the room slowly.

'Yes?' Hermione asked sadly. She already had detention with her because of Snape.

'You really are having a rough year aren't you?' Hermione shifted uncomfortably on the floor.

'They just, I don't know really.' Hermione lied; she thought it would be too embarrassing to tell her the whole story. McGonagall looked up at Hermione as if seeing through her lie.

'You have detention with me Monday remember?' Hermione nodded. 'That will be all Miss. Granger.' Hermione's heart did a flip and she headed out of her office where Ron and Harry were waiting for her.

'Well?' Harry asked, and Ron casting a dark look at her.

'Didn't shout too much at you did she?' Ron darkly and sardonically stated.

'I didn't do anything did I?' Hermione said wryly and walked off ahead.

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Today was the first practice for their play. Harry had stupidly made the first Quidditch practice on the same date and told Ron that he would try and change it next time so that he and Hermione could go and watch.

Hermione at her lunch in silence as she saw Lavender swooning all over Seamus slightly bruised lip. McGonagall had done a patch job but left a small bruise there for punishment.

Hermione wasn't sitting with anyone. Lavender kept giving her dirty looks as if to say, 'we helped you.' Hermione couldn't in the least think why Lavender was mad at her. She got what she wanted. It was almost ten in the morning and the room was now filing out of people who were headed to practice so Hermione decided to rush off.

The Dark Arts room was well furnished, much to Hermione's amazement. There were no longer hard stools to sit on but comfortable couches and chairs.

'The great thing about transfiguration,' Darling winked at Hermione. 'Take a seat everyone. I take it that everyone's here?'

'We are going to read through the entire play today. Oh and before I forget, Parkinson…are you here? Good… you will be Hermione's understudy. I forgot to post that. You know just in case.'

Pansy looked smugly at Hermione who, in turn gave her a dirty look.

The play practice was quite long indeed but Darling seemed pleased with how everything was going.

'How now! Who calls?' Hermione said, acting as Juliet.

'Your mother.' The nurse, played by Susan Bones came rather drab and Darling scratched something down on paper.

'Madam, I am here. What is your will?' Hermione felt like putting all her emotion into it, but she remained on the plushy couch.

Parvati's voice came, calm and comforting, 'This is the matter, Nurse, give leave awhile, We must talk in secret, nurse, come back again; I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou know'st my daughter's of a pretty age. Nurse Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour.

After their scene, there was a long scene with Romeo and Benvolio played by a boy named Baddock. Hermione looked lazily at the clock and then noticed that it was quarter after two and that they had been there nearly three hours.

By three O'clock they were reciting the death scene and people were crying, such people as Lavender, Parvati and some other girls.

'What's here? a cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end: O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? I will kiss thy lips; Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, To make die with a restorative.' Hermione said airily, thinking in the back of her mind that she didn't want to kiss Seamus.

'See you after Hogsmead. The first practice is the Sunday after that.'

'Um, Professor, I want to ask you about Seamus and I.'

'Seamus, please stay.' Seamus turned around and then walked towards the Hermione and Darling. 'Sit down.' They did so. 'Now, who are you?'

'Hermi-' but Darling shook her head lightly.

'You're Juliet, and you're Romeo. It's Romeo kissing Juliet, not Seamus kissing Hermione.' Both of them blushed slightly. 'Ok?' The both nodded and then left. To Hermione's surprise, Ron was waiting for her.

'You did good today.' He said curtly, which made Hermione look at him irritably.

'What?' she asked in the same tone as him.

'Nothing.' They left for dinner where they didn't speak too much once again.

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Hermione was sitting in the common room as the clock struck twelve. She had classes tomorrow but she was unable to sleep.

'Why did you let him kiss you?' came a voice from behind her.

'Well I supposed you classically ran off without hearing me say no first right?'

'I heard you.'

'Is that why you landed yourself into detention?' She didn't have to look at Ron; she could feel the tension starting to knot like a tight rope.

'You know, I was just doing you a favor. And you can't thank me?'

'Who a favor? Me?' Hermione laughed. 'He probably insulted you!'

'Hermione shut up!' Ron roared. 'For you okay! You always have to turn everything around'

For once she did shut up, but her eyes started to sting until she just cried out, 'I can't do ANYTHING right can I?' tears starting to fall from her eyes.

'Why can't you understand? You hurt me! Okay! So for whatever I did,' she stressed the word I 'I'm sorry!' she was now hyperventilating from not having said what she felt for such a long time. The last time she cried like this was when the computer ate her disk when she was in 4th grade and she couldn't hand in her paper.

Ron sputtered a few words that didn't make the slightest sense to Hermione. She just stared at him and then turned off out of the portrait hole, leaving Ron behind. Angry with himself, he ran after her.

'Hermione!' He gave a whispered shout as not to disturb the paintings and not to alert Filch and Mrs. Norris.

'What?' Hermione snapped, her tear streaked face turning to see him.

'Where are you going? The lake? It's ten after twelve.'

'I don't care.' She sobbed. 'I've had enough of you and Harry and Seamus… you're all annoying me!' she turned to leave but Ron grabbed her arm before she was out of reach. 'Let go.' Hermione said at a sad attempt of getting away. Ron didn't let go but he pulled her close and made her look at him.

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to…I was angry.' Ron said, looking slightly perturbed.

'At what?'

'I don't know!' The remark was tart and short. 'Seamus.' He said in an undertone. Hermione couldn't stop the tears from falling even though she tried all her might but they only she got was an enormous headache.

'I told you' she cried but before he could say anything her wrapped his arms around her and she melted into the embrace, crying.

Ron still looked troubled. He didn't know what he was getting himself into. He just didn't want to see her hurt anymore. His comments would doubtfully stop, and he knew that as hard as he tried, one would still come out here and there when he was frustrated.

'Even Hermione has her moments' He thought.

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Well, there y'all go…lol y'all… anyway, please review and tell me Whatcha think about this chapter. Thanks…OMG I love the HBP…it's so good…well only on ch. 19, but I'm going to go read more right now…aw… Ron and Hermione are so cute… they had better get together.

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