Hermione picked up the note from the ground. She felt tingles go up her spine as she read it. This account almost felt real. She didn't know what it was. Maybe it was the little drawing which looked so worried. She did not know. She went up to Gryffindor tower to pass it onto Lavender but when she walked into the girls' dorm she was met with a horrifying sight. Paper was flying around the room. All torn up words like 'Freak', 'God hates me' and 'a wasted childhood.' Hermione knew these were the accounts of the mysterious writer. That was not the worst though in the middle of the room, sitting in the paper snow storm, Lavender was crying her heart out and her arms were covered in blood a razor by her side covered in the same blood.
Lavender looked up at Hermione and cried harder when she noticed the note in her hand. She reached out for the note and Hermione gave it to her. When she finished reading it she tore in into many pieces screaming 'I hate him' over and over.
Hermione watched as the thestral was torn and stilled its eyes still full of worry. Hermione then went into action and ran to get a wet towel to put around Lavenders' arms. Lavender let Hermione help her. Still sobbing. Hermione stroked the girl's hair and pulled her into her lap soothing the girl. Lavender looked up to Hermione.
"Thank you…" Hermione only smiled.
"Now why do you hate this young man? Hmm…" Lavender looked tearfully up at Hermione again. "You don't have to say but if it's enough for you to try and kill yourself… I think at least some explanation is deserved." Lavender nodded.
"I thought I was special to him but he obviously didn't think about me like that. I saw him talking to Malfoy! I mean I understand talking to Malfoy he's good at listening but Harry'd just told me and then he goes and talks to Malfoy straight after me! He also spoke to Malfoy… Harry barely said a word to me… he spoke to Malfoy instead of me! I mean of all the nerve… he should have at least talked to me…I love him." Hermione stopped really listening after the word Harry.
"Harry? As in my friend Harry wrote these?" Lavender gasped. She realised her mistake.
"I… I … Oh God! I didn't mean to say! Shit…" Hermione sat a moment thinking. "Hermione don't say anything to him… it would kill him. He's been through so much already…" Hermione shook her head. She carefully lifted Lavender up and placed her on her bed. She kissed Lavenders forehead and quickly looked through her trunk. She pulled out a small bottle and passed it to Lavender.
"I'll be back soon Lavender. You should be ok if you drink that. It'll replace your blood." Hermione smiled at her. Hermione ran to the boys' dorm and searched through Harry's things. Seamus and Dean watched as she pulled out a piece of parchment and left the room quickly. They merely blinked after her not knowing what she had even taken.
Hermione watched as the blank parchment quickly formed into the map. She skimmed over the names looking for Harry Potter. She finally spotted Harry deep in the forest; not moving. She watched herself on the map heading towards where Harry was on the map. She sighed with relief as he started moving, though the movement seemed small maybe just him shuffling about on the floor. That's when something kicked her hard. She screamed as some invisible hooves trampled her.
Harry heard Hermione scream and he ran toward her. It actually woke him. Still aching but he didn't care… his friends may not be his real friends but they still mattered. He'd rather be hurt or killed himself rather than any of them be harmed, not that he cared about death and pain anyway. He finally reached her. He watched as a thestral defended its foal. Harry ran to it and stroked its nose which made it back off. Harry looked down at Hermione who wasn't severely hurt merely in shock. She smiled as Harry pulled her up.
"What was that?" She stared round not seeing anything. Harry however saw the wary looking thestrals.
"You walked into the thestrals nest Mione. They were just scared you were going to hurt the baby." Hermione nodded. "Come on Mya." She followed him out of the forest before pulling him to a secluded area.
/Who cares now? No one I guess. I am totally alone… except maybe my sister… Parvati too I guess… then again she has her sister. He never cared of course. I don't know why I ever thought he did. How could he? He just left me to talk to Malfoy. Sent me to bed like a child. I can't believe he said he wanted to help me and then go and do this to me! He's a bastard! I can't take this… I've lived long enough… Hermione why did you have to save me/
Her thoughts weren't ever happy. Then again they were never this bad. She couldn't believe she'd drunk the potion Hermione had given her, she didn't even think about where Hermione had gotten the potion. She looked at her wrists covered in blood stained towels. Hermione had acted quickly and it had probably saved her. She was unsure whether her living was a good thing or not… for now she just wanted to sleep so she did.
A/n As the last chapters really! Short I thought I'd throw in another one for you :) and the fact it took me so long to get the last one up! Sorry again about that! I just wanted to say for those who read 'suicide' I'm on a bit of a writers block with it… I will update when I can though…. Hope you enjoyed!