Chapter 4-The Confusion

A/N: The characters might to start to be confusing. Here is a list: I:Hermione, He/Him:Ron, His Friend:Harry, His Sister:Ginny.

It was coming. Coming ever closer. All I could do was run. Run. Nothing stopped it. My sides ached. But I ran. It followed. My breath grew short. My pace slowed. It was so close. All I could do was walk. It was close enough to touch me. I turned my head to look at it. Then all went black.

I opened my eyes. My clothes were coated in sweat. I was lying on the cool stone floor of the Dinning Hall. People surrounded me. I had to get out of there. I ran. I ran outside.

The evening air was cool. I shivered as I made my way to the lake. My life had gotten so complex; in just a few days. I pulled my boots and stockings off. I put my feet into the water: it was crisp and ice cold.

If I pretend nothing happened, maybe no one else will care. Who am I kidding? The way I've already acted, everyone will care till I graduate. What about him? We seem so distant from each other since that night. What am I to do?

While I was lost in my thoughts his friend came out, and sat by me. "So I hear you threw up during dinner." Not the best conversation starter.

"Yea, I did." I replied with a hint of anger in my voice.

"Well, I was just wondering why?" I could tell his friend was scared to ask. I softened my tone.

"I guess you could say something besides school work has come up. And I don't think anyone could help me at this point." His friend looked stunned.

"Well okay. Um. I have to go finish some homework now." Then his friend sprinted back to the castle. I doubted a person would run so fast to do homework. Odd. So I followed.

"And then she said that no one could help her at this point. Sorry." he looked shocked.

"But... then has she forgotten. Does she care?" his friend shrugged.

"I don't know. But whatcha gonna do?" his friend said in a finale sort of tone.

"I'm gonna go give her a piece of my mind." he said and stomped out of the common room.

I had heard the whole thing from right outside the portrait. That jerk! I can't believe he told his friend! And if I had known, then I wouldn't have said that.

Then he came out of the portrait looking furious. "Hello." I said with all the ice in the world. He stopped, and turned around. Our eyes met. Pure hatred filled the hall.