Ron pulled back with alarm. What the bloody hell is happening, he thought.
"What the hell was that, Hermione?" Ron asked.
"I-I-I don't know." Hermione said, staring at the wall behind Ron's head.
"Listen, all I've been hearing from everyone is 'I don't know,' 'I don't know what I want.' Doesn't anyone care to explain anything. MAKE UP YOUR MIND, HERMIONE, BECAUSE NOT EVERYONE IS GOING TO SIT AROUND AND WAIT FOR YOU! Fred is my brother. Regardless of what he did to me, I am not going to make that mistake and do it to him." He got up and ran his hands through his hair.
"You're right." She said, in barely anything more than a whisper. "I don't care anymore. I just want to go back to school and have everything back to normal, the way it was. I want you to be there as a great friend like you've always been. I want Harry to still save the world and still be modest. I want the twins to be rebellious and do things like they used. I want…I want…" But she couldn't finish. She dissolved into tears.
"Mione…shhhhhh…" Ron whispered, holding her tight as they sat on the floor. Hermione cried. She cried for everything. She cried for Ron and his broken heart. She cried for Harry and his fucked up world. She cried for Fred and what she just did against him. And she fell asleep like that. In her best friend's arms.
"What the hell goes on here?" A voice yelled.
"W-w-what?" Hermione asked groggily.
"I SAID WHAT THE HELL GOES ON HERE?" Fred screamed again.
"Fred, we were only-" Ron began.
"Shut up, wee brother. I see exactly what goes on." Fred yelled. His brow was creased in hurt lines.
"FRED!" Hermione yelled, obviously being overlooked in this feud.
Fred and Ron covered there ears with their hands, quite surprised at the volume of her voice.
"Do you have to yell?" Fred asked, taking his hands off his ears slowly.
"To be heard, I guess I do. And you know what else? You want to know what goes on here? I came in here…he was singing my favorite song. He was throwing stuff around and there were pictures of us everywhere. I tried to talk to him. You know what happened next? I kissed him! Can you believe it? Yes, I Hermione Anne Granger kissed Ron. AND THEN YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE? I CRIED! YES I CRIED! AND THEN I FELL ASLEEP IN HIS ARMS! YOU KNOW WHY? HE WAS COMFORTING ME!" Hermione raged, her voice going a notch higher with every sentence. She stalked out of the room knowing just where she was going.
Fred stood there dumbfounded. Ron stood with the same expression.
Wait, whoa, Hermione cheated on me, Fred thought.
She-she-she told Fred that I-we kissed, Ron questioned himself.
Hermione grabbed her coat and pulled on her hat and gloves. This is so stupid, she thought. She walked further down to the small lake and sat on an icy rock by the edge.
"Fucking boys…none of them know what goes on in anyone's head. Haven't a clue in anything important, in anyone's feelings. They really are stupid." She said, talking to herself.
"Am I?" said a voice.