I'm sorry that I took so long to update. I'm trying to write 5 stories at the same time (2 on the site and 3not) but here you go. I don't own Harry Potter.
High School: Heaven Or Hell: Chapter Nine:
Hermione spent the rest of the afternoon locked in up in her room, trying to forget the events that happened that day. The family actually gave her space and didn't bother her. That is until dinner time. Mrs. Granger walked up to Hermione's locked door and knocked.
"Hermione sweetie, come and eat dinner" she said.
"I'm not hungry" Hermione stated not leaving her desk.
"Honey please you have to eat something" Mrs. Granger called.
"Please leave me alone."
"Just come down and eat." Hermione didn't answer. Giving up, Mrs. Granger walked downstairs to the rest of the family.
"Where's 'Mione?" asked Mr. Granger. Mrs. Granger sat at the table with a sigh.
"She won't come out of her room," she said.
"Well she was pretty upset after what happened today," Harrold mumbled to Harmony.
"Shut up!" she hissed.
"What was that Harrold?" Mrs. Granger.
"Um, I said – OW!" Harrold cried. Harmony had kicked him under the table.
"What you do –" Harmony gave him a warning look that made him shut up.
"So what did happen at school?" Mr. Granger asked getting suspicious.
"Oh nothin' just the usual" answered Harmony.
"So what's got your sister so upset?" asked their mother.
"Nothing. Right, Harrold?" Harmony said looking at her brother.
"Harrold tell me the truth." Their mother said sternly. He sat there, mouth full of food, all eyes on him.
"Alright!" he yelled, swallowing his food, "I'll tell you. Today at lunch a bunch of kids thought it would be funny to cover her in paint."
"What do you mean?" asked their father.
"They threw a gallon of green paint and a gallon of purple paint on her and then they had another gallon of red paint fall on her in front of everybody in the cafeteria." Harrold explained.
"OMG! That's horrible! Who would do such a thing?" gasped Mrs. Granger.
"Kids at school" he mumbled.
"Oh I better go talk to her" Mrs. Granger said pushing away from the table and heading up the stairs.
"Honey?" she said knocking on the door, "Hermione?"
"Go away" Hermione mumbled.
"Honey please I know what happen today, so open up"
"That's more of a reason to leave me alone" Hermione moaned.
"Hermione, please" her mother whined.
"I'm not unlockin' the door and I'm not comin' out! So you and everyone else can just go away and quit tryin'!" she exclaimed thru the door.
"Fine Hermione," Mrs. Granger said defeated, "You stay in there and starve." She waited at the door to see if Hermione would say anything. But when she didn't Mrs. Granger walked downstairs back to the dinner table.
"Any luck?" asked Mr. Granger said as she sat down.
"No," she answered sadly.
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Hermione silently walked thru the halls of Hogwarts High with her eye stuck on the ground. She got many sneers and got laughed at by passing students, even the freshmen laughed at her. She was really getting depressed and nothing her brother or sister said made her feel any better if any thing it made her feel worse.
Hermione sat in her usual seat in her world history class looking at her hands in her lap. Brittany, in her mini skirt, tank top and heels, walked over and sat in the desk in front of her turning to face her.
"Hi, 'Mione. Do you mind if I call you 'Mione?" she asked.
"What do you want?" Hermione asked quietly, slightly looking up at her.
"Oh I just want to know if you learned yo' lesson yet," Brittany said seriously.
""Why are you doin' this to me, Brittany? What have I done to you?" she asked desperately.
"Do you really want to know?" Hermione nodded.
"You've been takin' the attention of my dear boyfriend, Harry" she stated.
"You and Harry are goin' out?" Hermione asked surprised.
"Oh, you didn't know?" Brittany said in fake surprisingly with a fake surprised face.
"No, I guess he forgot to tell me," Hermione answered sadly looking back at her hands.
"Oh, you would think that he would've told his friend," she said putting a lot of emphasis on 'friend', "Oh well, just know that if you go any where near my man someone will be paying you a visit."
She flashed that evil-bitch-Brittany smile and walked over to her desk just as the bell rung. Her teacher greeted the class in her usual manner and began the lesson on Ivan IV.
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By lunch Hermione was so depressed that it made her sick. After walking out the restroom, she made her way to the cafeteria before it got too crowded. She walked to her table in the back of the room. As she laid her head down on the table, a few tears escaped her eyes as she faced the wall.
A while later, she heard footsteps heading her way. She listens as the steps got closer and stopped. She heard as the chair in front of her was pulled out, sat in, and pulled up, not once moving. Hermione thought it would be her sister but that idea was thrown out the window when a male voice started talking to her.
"Hermione?" Harry said.
She didn't move.
"Hermione please answer me."
She didn't move. He sighed.
" 'Mione please say something, anything. Just talk to me, please!" he begged. Harry sat there looking at Hermione's still form for a minute and sighed again.
"Why?" she asked softly still not moving.
"'Cause… I just… want things to go back to the way they use to be," he answered. Hermione slowly sat up but didn't look at Harry.
"Things are the way they use to be: I'm pushed around and ignored and I'm quiet about it," she responded.
"Not that, I mean when we use to talk and stuff like when we first met," he stated. Hermione sighed a sad sigh.
"Harry, I don't even know why you're even doin' this. Trust me when I say that you'll be much more happier without some depressed girl like me around to drag you down," she stated, tears filling her mixed brown eyes.
"That's not true Hermione," Harry said softly looking at the thin girl in front of him.
"Yes, Harry, it is." Hermione got up and walked to the end of table and stopped.
"Oh, and congrats on your relationship with Brittany. I think she's really in love with you. Even if she is an evil bitch to some people, I'm sure you'll be happy with her and if you're happy I'm happy for you" She said not turning around.
"But 'Mione –"
"Bye Harry," she said looking at him. She turned around and started toward the door just as the bell rang.
Well that's chapter nine. It's kinda sad if you ask me and one of the longest. I've also decided not to put any cutting in it, maybe next time. Until next time. Please review!