Disclaimer : J.K.Rowling is the author of Harry Potter, it's not me…tough I wish it would be…
However, it didn't work out. Both Hermione and Harry had tried to apologize to their dates –ex-dates, rather – but the Weasleys wouldn't hear anything…
While in classes, they would ignore Hermione and Harry, acting as if they didn't exist.
This hurt the two even more when they saw that the brother and sister acted the same with their other friends.
One day, as Hermione and Harry stood by the lake – they had just finished Transfiguration and had a free period –Hermione asked softly.
'Why does it hurts so much?'
Harry, who had been staring at the lake, stared blankly at her, before asking 'Hermione, Ron didn't break up with you, did he?'
Pain infiltrated her eyes, and he could almost swear she was going to break, but when she answered, it was of an even voice. 'No, he didn't, but the look he gave me when we returned to the common room said enough.'
Harry fell silent.
'Why does it hurt so much' Hermione repeated 'to see that they act normally with other people, laughing at breakfast and being happy and yet, at the same time, act as if we don't exist?'
Harry looked at her with such a painful expression that she regretted asking.
'Harry, we need to do something!' she said
'About what?'
'Don't give me that crap! You know very well what I'm talking about. We need to do something about Ginny and Ron.'
When Harry didn't answer anything, and just continued to look at the lake, she went on 'We can't go on like this, and you know it very well. I've seen you in classes. You stare at Ginny, hoping that a miracle will happen, and yet not doing anything to help it happen.'
Harry turned to her furiously and said 'Oh yeah? And what do you want me to do? She won't look at me, let alone listen to me!'
Hermione looked a bit taken aback by his outburst, and Harry's expression softened. 'I'm sorry', he apologized.
Sitting back on the grass, he took his head in his hands and ruffled his hair in a nervous gesture. 'I just don't know what to do anymore' he said, head still in his hands.
Hermione took his head in her hands and bore her brown eyes into his sad emerald green ones.
'I know. But we can try again. And we will. Again, and again, and again, until they'll listen.'
'But what if' Harry began 'what if, after hearing us out they won't want to forgive us?'
Hermione seemed to ponder the matter for a moment, then a small smile –the first since the break-ups –illuminated her face.
'They will, because I've just found the answer to my question.'
Letting go of Harry's head, she stood Indian-like in front of him, her eyes shining with hope.
'It hurts so much that they won't even acknowledge or presence because we love them. Really love them. And they, even if they don't show it –or refuse to admit it –love us just as much.'
Harry smiled too. 'Hermione, have I ever told you you're a genius?'
She beamed proudly, and then said 'Now, all we need to do is to make them understand that we actually love them.'
'That shouldn't be too hard', Harry said. 'Should it?' he asked as an afterthought.
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