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Chapter 8: Mend the Broken

"Hermione!" Ron gasped as she ran past him.

Harry sat there stunned. Maybe she had ignored him in the past...but this time she had used his full name and said I hate you like she really did. And when a woman uses your full name to that extent, it's never a good thing.

Hermione shoved past people and went into the bathroom. She checked to see if anyone was in there. Luckily for her, there was no one. She leaned back on a wall, looked up at the ceiling, and closed her eyes. She thought she was laughing for a minute, but they turned into small sobs. She slowly sank down. She couldn't believe what he had said to her. But what she had said back to him is what made her so shocked and sad.

"How could I say such a thing to him?" she held her head in her hands. Something in the back of her head said, "How could he say such a thing to you? Especially after what happened last night!"

"I shouldn't have said that! He didn't even sound like he knew what he was saying!" she tried to defend him to herself. She was having a battle within herself.

"I'm becoming too emotionally attached to him! I have to stop doing this!" she said to herself. "Maybe I shouldn't have said I hated him...but he was really rude to me! And he acted like nothing had happened!"

She was stuck in between two strong emotions. She hated this moment. She hated this point in time. She wanted to destroy this part of time. She wanted to erase it from everyone's memory. She started to cry. She hated crying, but she decided to let it out. Tears started streaming out of her eyes, down her face. She began to hearloud sobs protrude from her.

She stood up and went into a stall and shut the door. She started to let it all out. It was so noisy outside; no one would even notice her cries. She was crying so much she didn't even notice someone coming in.

"Hermione? Is that you?" a girl's voice made its way through her cries to her ear.

Her crying ceased immediately. "Ginny? What are you doing in here?" she said wiping her eyes off.

"This IS the girls' bathroom! And Ron told me that you ran off somewhere. You've been in here for about an hour! We've been looking for you!" she said coming up to the stall door where she was.

"Have I really? Sorry for all the trouble." she laughed slightly. She got up and opened the door.

"Hermione! You look a mess! Just what did that evil boy say to you?" Ginny tried to make her laugh.

Hermione smiled slightly, "We just had a small disagreement and I probably overreacted..." she tried to laugh at herself.

"Well, when you decide to tell me what actually happened, please let me now. For now, let's get you off the floor and cleaned up, then we need to get you back to your bed young missy!" Ginny said in a commanding sarcastic tone of voice.

Ginny helped her off the floor and gave Hermione a towel to wipe her face off with, "Where do I put it?" Hermione asked looking around the sink.

"You've never really been in here before have you?" Ginny laughed. "Yes I have! I came last year..." she retorted. "I know that! I meant in HERE! Like...the girls' bathroom!" Ginny laughed. "Well...no...not really." Hermione blushed. "You put it in here!" Ginny said motioning to a then silver door on the wall. "I don't want to throw it away!" she said shocked at the idea. "Of course you don't! Who would?" Ginny laughed. "Well then...what's it for?" she asked shyly. "It's a chute that goes down to a laundry room. The elves take care of them, don't worry!" Ginny answered absent-mindedly. "Elves! They have them here too?" Hermione said getting riled up about it.

"Don't start that SPEW stuff with me Hermione, don't want to hear it!" Ginny said plainly and simple.

Hermione shut her mouth and reluctantly put the towel down the chute. They came out and went into the ward where she was being kept.

Harry was about to open his mouth to speak at her, but Ginny leaned back behind Hermione and shook her head "no!" He understood and kept his mouth shut. Ginny shut the curtain as soon as she heard her slip into bed and then started to walk back down to the door. She noticed Harry was looking at her as she was walking up past him.

"What?" she stopped abruptly.

"Oh...well...how is she?" he asked clearing his throat.

"Wouldn't you like to know." she said starting to walk past him.

"What have I done to you? Why can't you just tell me? It's not like you were involved or anything." he said agitated. "She's my friend! She told me about it so she made me involved whether you like it or not!-"

"Okay, look...I don't want to argue with you...we're friends too...I don't want to jeopardize our friendship too. Let's just drop it, okay?" she said smiling sweetly.

"You're right. I'm sorry...I'm just a bit tired of all of the things that are happening...It's a lot of pressure on me." he said laying back.

"I'll try and talk to her later for you." Ginny smiled as she left.

"Thanks." he said as she walked out.

Hermione woke up later. She still didn't feel like herself. She turned to face the window. She opened her eyes and looked around. She thought she was back home, but looking at the curtain drawn around her bed reminded her she was still in the hospital.

"Hermione?" a voice called quietly. She sat up, "Yes?" she asked curiously. "Can I come in?" she started to recognize the voice. "I guess..." she lay back down and faced the window.

"Look, about earlier...I don't know why I said that...I'm just...I haven't been myself lately. And...I know it's stupid of me to make excuses...but...the circumstances for me right now could make anyone-"

"Harry! It's ok! I was being a bit obnoxious myself." Hermione stopped him.

"You weren't obnoxious!" Harry tried to lie.

"Harry please! I know what you and Ron say. I've even thought I was obnoxious myself. So don't lie to me. I hate it when people lie to me." she said sitting up.

She looked over at him. The sun was shining golden on his face and hair. It made his eyes twinkle slightly. She must've gotten a weird look on her face because he got a funny look on his too. "

Harry...can we just forget what happened earlier?" she said a little breathlessly.

"Oh, umm, yeah! Sure!" he said clearing his throat. It broke the atmosphere Hermione had felt.

"I'm sorry that I said that to you Harry...I don't hate you. You know I'd never say that." she looked down at what she thought was her feet under the covers.

"I know you wouldn't...it was my fault anyway...but, I thought about what you had said. About what had happened last night..." he added to the silence with the statement.

"Oh...It was probably just some weird dream I had." she said quickly. She didn't want to bring the subject up again.

"I kissed you didn't I?" he asked softly.