-The Missing Pieces-
"Can I talk to you?" whispered Hermione to Harry. She had noticed Harry had been extra slow at packing his bag after DADA, and Hermione took this opportunity to speak with him.
The classroom was completely empty. Everyone had rushed out and ran to the Great Hall for lunch, even Professor Seresin had left. Hermione stood at the front of the class, holding on tight to her text books as though they were a shield. She was scared that Harry might yell at her.
Harry looked up and into her worried face and said in a monotone voice, "Well, that is why I stayed behind," Hermione slowly nodded but Harry frowned,
"Look Hermione, I know that this really has nothing to do with me, but I…" Harry shook his head, "I don't understand why you did it."
"I didn't mean too!" defended Hermione, "It just sort of happened… I know that it doesn't really make much sense, even I don't get it, but I couldn't control my emotions…"
Harry frowned, "Well if you really didn't like Ron, why not tell him? Why did you have to cheat on him?"
Hermione looked at Harry with furrowed eyebrows, "Well, first of all, I'm not exactly sure that what I did constitutes as cheating,"
Harry's eyes widened, "Hermione, you've been screwing around with Malfoy! How is that not cheating?"
Hermione's face froze in a speechless expression, "Excuse me? Did you just say that I've been messing around with Malfoy? Draco Malfoy! What the hell are you talking about Harry?"
Harry rolled his eyes, "Look Hermione, you don't have to lie. Malfoy already told Ron and me that he was the one who sent you those letters, and that you were supposed to meet him last Saturday for lunch."
"When did he tell you this?" said Hermione, her mind was now racing and the puzzle was coming together.
"Last week, when we tried to get into the hospital wing to see you. He told us that he had just spoken to you and that you weren't doing so well and -HERMIONE, WHERE ARE YOU GOING !" yelled Harry for Hermione was now running out of the classroom and to the great hall…