A/N: Hey sorry for all the mistakes I made in my last chapter, and sorry for this one being so short I'm really enjoyed reading all your comments I really liked that last chapter too it was my favorite so far. This one is kind of short.

Hermione sat on her bed and looked out the window to see Ron standing out by the picnic table his back being comforted by Alexis. Viktor came inside and Hermione looked to him. "I'm not sure if it worked." She said looking back outside her window.

"I think it did." Viktor managed to say.

"You didn't have to do that." She told him wholeheartedly.

"I saaw how much he was hurting you." he stumbled.

Hermione smiled.

"I don't think you need me anymore."

"I…"

"Love is strong yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this."

Hermione had heard that before.

"Have you been talking to Minerva?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"What?" Viktor questioned.

"She told me that before I came out here." She laughed.

"Well maybe you should take our advice,"

"I don't understand what it means." Hermione said walking towards her dresser.

"I was hoping you would figure it out yourself, you're a smart witch Hermione, except when it comes to love."

Hermione looked at Viktor; Oh no was she pushing this too far.

"Do you still have feelings for me?" She stuttered.

Viktor laughed, "No Hermionny, it's not my place to stand between two star-crossed lovers."

"Search deep." Viktor said before he apparated back.

Hermione screamed, not knowing what to do.

As night approached Hermione was in desperate need of something to drink so she found herself at the Three Broom Sticks. "Hermione dear…"

"Hello Rosemerta."

"How is your sabotage plan going."

" I'm not sure, Love is strong yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this.To be in love is to respect this." Hermione mumbled.

"Ahh, Ron's love for Alexis can be broken you just have to respect and understand it, by letting him see it for himself."

"What?"

"That's what it means, I think."

Hermione thought for a moment and was then interrupted "What can I get you?"

"Fire whiskey." She answered

"Cummin right up."

Could it be true? Could all these things I'm doing be what is breaking us apart? Does he really love her? What AM I TALKING ABOUT? Why can't I get my mind off of him?

Hermione received her glass of fire whiskey and shot it down almost gagging on how strong it was for her. "Would you like another?" Madam Rosemerta asked.

"Yeah!" She said handing Madame Rosmerta her glass. By the time Hermione finished about 8 glasses of firewhiskey she was completely smash. She stumbled over to one of the tables and stood on it there were a couple gasps.

"Hesho Evvverbbboody, I"MM Hermione Granggger, and I'm Drunk!!" she chuckled. Hermione almost slipped off the table shrieks from the house came about. "Whooo I almost fell." She laughed. She started dancing on the table swinging her hips. Her eyes became blurry and someone with red hair she could barely make out who it was came through the door. Hermione felt dizzy and sick she fell to the table and blacked out.