Second installment this isn't going to get much happier just a lot more angsty. I'm cat and may the show continue...

Hermionie Granger was buried under a pile of parchment, heavy accient books, and stray bottles of ink with haphazardly perched quills. It was sometime late in the empty Gryfindor common room and the fire was slowly dying down to a frail crimson light. Hermionie had finished her work nearly an hour ago and had commenced cleaning up this almighty mess before her. Hearing the loud plunk of someone flopping into a chair near her she called out, " Who's there?" A thick and tired male voice answered her, " Its just me mione." " Hey, Ron how was practice," she murmured rising from her chair to join him at a couch infront of the dying blaze. He'd mearly shook his head at the mention of practice and she could see the lack of sleep was catching up with him. Snuggling closer to him, she leaned her head onto his shoulder as his arm came down to wrap around her waist shifting her directly into his sore but muscular arms. She smiled against his neck and could hear his heartbeat steady and slow. " Hey, Mione why don't you have a nickname for me. I mean Harry is wonder boy and you're always Mione or Herms. So what about me eh am I just chopped liver," he said the last bit with a fake sniff which sent her into hysterical giggles. A few minutes later after she'd had a good laugh she though of why she'd never given him a nickname. " I dunno Ron guess I never though about it before. I've got one though whadya think of lionheart eh mr. chopped liver?" " lionheart, " he said outloud as if testing it out to see if he agreed with it or not. " I think that fits perfectly mione" She stayed snuggled in his arms for quite a while longer as they talked about different things and as they parted at the dormitory staircases much later he leaned over and kissed her forehead gently mumuring," my mione," when she reached the top of her staircase she called down, " Goodnight lionheart." No one but them ever knew where the nickname had come from and she'd never given it a second thought, it had been her's and her's alone special name for him.

Hermionie stirred from a haunting memory, she'd never been able to get that night out of her head. Sighing she refocused she coudln't let him into her mind or he would take over in a not so pretty way. Leaning over to turn off her alarm clock the reason for her being up long before the sun would rise over Hogwarts. Getting up quickly she reached for her wand waved it twice above her head and was ready to go her hair was set into tight braids and she wore a knee length skirt and t-shirt, her robes were folded in her bag which she grabbed on her way down the dormitory steps. She hurried off to the Hospital Wing and was there for a half hour before rushing down to the kitchens and grabbing an apron of the a peg near the entrance wall, her day began. The elves and Hermione bustled around the kitchen preparing for the breakfast rush which wouldn't be quite so bad as it was a saturday. A few elves and Hermiopne were already setting out the things to start lunch a few hours later. She stood in a corner at about 8:00 am catching her breath as she chatted away with a small female elf.

" So missus hermioness hows is you doings today?" the kindly elf asked her nodding away at a few other and wiping her brow in the same breath. Hermione smiled slowly , " Quite alright Rose, just catching my breath." The elves had ceased a fair while ago to try and disuade hermionie not to work in the kitchens she personally wondered if it had something to do with Dumbledore speaking with them or not. A few hours later she was out on the ground enjoying the sunshine. The leaves were cascading around as she headed down to Hagrids. he'd remained true through all of this and was her greatest ally. On her way down the path coming out of Hagrid's hut was none other than him and Harry. They fixed her with a loathing look once reserved only for Malfoy. Hagrid called out to her, " I'll be ina minute mione I've gotta go get Fang away from me pumpkins". She nodded and headed past them but with rough shove was psuhed to the ground by Ron. Falling hard Hermione tried to catch her breath coughing hard she felt the world spin. Mutterings behind her were fading out the horrible jokes were barely a whisper now. Something poured from her mouth in the last cough. Ron and Harry saw it hit the ground, red and sticky it was blood. Hermione collapsed in a pool of blood still dripping from her open mouth. hagrid had come running at the distant sight of Hermione falling and...

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