A/N: hope you liked the last chapter. sorry it was so short. well, here's chapter 7. please RR!
disclaimer: i do not own HP, JK Rowling, or any characters
By the time Hermione had made her way through the crowd to the bathroom, she was already in tears. She slammed the bathroom door shut and sat on the toilet seat.
:::HERMIONE'S POV:::
What am I going to do? I never thought that I would have feelings for Ron. Though I can tell Harry likes me more than a friend, I can't bring myself to dump Ron for him. It might break up our friendship. I like Ron, and I like Harry, both more than friends. But, Ron and I are going out right now, and I don't think much of Harry and me.
:::END HERMIONE'S POV:::
As she sat on the chilled toilet seat, she wept very long and very hard. Thunderous sobs shook her entire body. Tears fell from her eyes like immense raindrops descending from the Heavens. As she wept, she kept thinking of her mixed feelings for Harry and Ron.
:::HERMIONE'S POV:::
I know things between Harry, Ron, and I have changed since our first year. I liked Harry in our second year, and I like him now. But, I can't figure out who I love more. Harry is a protector. Ron is ... is ... er... lovable. Today on the train, Harry showed me a side of him I had never seen before. He cared more for a tiny scratch on my leg than a slash on his arm that came down to the bone.
:::END HERMIONE'S POV:::
Hermione glanced down at her torn shirt and the blood soaked cloth in her right hand.
"This is Harry's blood. Ron's blood is nowhere to be seen. He dashed away, when Harry stayed and protected me. Ron had watched from afar, not caring about my life, only his."
She sighed deeply.
:::HERMIONE'S POV:::
I do not have as much love for Harry as I do Ron... I think.
:::END HERMIONE'S POV:::
She stood on her shaky, unstable legs and, wiping the tears from her eyes, left the bathroom.
A/N: sorry it's so short. it's kind of hard to tell too many emotions right now. the next one will be longer. hope ya liked it. please RR!!