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Chapter 44

Hermione cried and cried and cried. It must've been for hours. Then certain a pretty blond girl came to her comfort. And this time it wasn't Tallulah.

"Hermione, what's wrong." Luna said in a calm voice as she hugged Hermione, who was still on the ground. Luna has only come up here for a good place to spot nifflers.

Hermione simply shook her head. She loved Luna-who couldn't-but they weren't that close of friends just yet.

"Is it about Draco?" Hermione went rigid, well as rigid as you can when sobbing. "Yes I thought so. He will come back you know." Hermione looked at Luna.

"How can you tell?" Hermione whispered waterily.

"Oh I just do, but it is certain. He loves you too much to leave or die." Hermione wasn't sure if Luna knew how much that last sentence meant to Hermione, but Hermione knew.

Although Hermione was still crying she stood and thanked Luna, then she left to go to bed. Or find Ginny.

On her way she ran into Blaise Zabini.

"Granger. What happened did Draco…" Blaise had a slightly worried expression, but nobody-not even he-could tell if it was for Hermione or Draco.

"No." Hermione shook her head. "But h-he left." That was all Hermione could say before a sob was fought in her throat.

"I gotta go." Blaise said quickly. "Oh and Granger sorry." And he genuinely was. Sorry she had to go through this, sorry Draco did, sorry he himself did. Drama wasn't any of their thing. Hermione nodded and carried on as Blaise ran to what looked like the direction of the owelry.

Hermione entered the almost empty common room moment later to be met with a very worried Ron. He as the only one left in the room which Hermione was thankful for. She did not want to look like a blubbering mess in front of everyone.

"'Mione? What's wrong?" Ron lead her to the sofa.

"I'm sorry. I just-I can't-" Hermione cried.

"Shh. When you're done crying you can tell me then." Hermione just nodded. She wanted to tell him it's just...not right now. Not after everything that just happened.

For a while they just say like that. Hermione crying on Ron's shoulder, much like she had in third year. Then when Hermione stopped Ron pulled back slightly.

"'Mione?" Hermione looked up at Ron.

Then the most unexpected thing happened Ron leant in to kiss her. Hermione didn't know what to do. This was Ron. RONALD WEASLEY! She couldn't kiss him, she loved Draco. She saw Ron as a brother. There was no way she could kiss him. Merlin if she did and Draco found out he'd...She couldn't-wouldn't-Anyway because well EWWW!

So she did the only thing she could think; she stumbled back off the sofa. She didn't realise it, but her thinking of Ron as a brother and then kissing him had-obviously-put a very disgusted expression on her face.

"Ron I can't." Hermione whispered, it was quiet but strong.

"Why not?" Was he seriously asking that? Oh my Godric!

"Because I don't want to!" Hermione's voice was stronger and louder this time. Ron looked very confused.

"That's not an answer!" He yelled angrily.

"Yes it is. I don't want to kiss you! I don't like you! I didn't say you could! You assumed you could! And l love someone el-" Hermione stopped herself, but it was too late.

"Who?" Ron asked frowning.

Then Harry came into the room and freeze when he saw the angry two.

"Did you know she's in love?" Ron asked accusingly.

"Uh." Harry looked at Hermione who was giving him a begging look. She mouthed please and he knew he had to. "Ron we need to talk." Harry grabbed Ron's arm and Hermione started biting her lip anxiously.

There was a lot of yelling, but Hermione couldn't make it out. They were gone for about five minutes until Ron stormed through the portrait.

"Malfoy!" He roared. "Of all people to love you choose MALFOY!"

"You can't choose who to love Ronald." Hermione snapped.

"But Malfoy? He's an ignorant, snobby, blood puristic murderer!" That was when anger really took over Hermione's body. She was slightly scared of how angry she got in that moment. That was when Hermione Granger slapped Ronald Weasley.

"He never wanted this life. And he never-and never would-kill anyone." Hermione spat. Then she ran out the common room to leave an EXTREMELY pissed off Ron with a very nervous Harry.

"He's just using you! He'll always be a-" the portrait slammed shut before the sentence was finished.

Then Hermione ran she ran and ran and ran. All the while she was crying, her body was shaking violently. She ran down the steps leading to the entrance hall and out the big oak doors. She ran and cried and ran and cried. She ran and cried until she felt numb and had nowhere else to go. She ran until she thought her legs would snap if she didn't stop. And she cried until it felt as if her lung had been punctured. She cried until her vision was so blurred that it was all just a black blur.

She cried until her heart was empty.

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