Chapter 3
(A/N Thanks to all my WONDERFUL reviewers. I just want to say that the song is Losing Grip by Avril Lavigne (I do NOT own it), and I thought it was very appropriate here, But on with the story! Oh yeah, and the damn lines aren't working, so I'll put a dash thingy instead, just so you know.)
"Hermione, I don't think we should-I think we should… I think we should break up," said Ron hurriedly.
Hermione gasped. "What?" she said with surprise.
"Ron- I thought you loved me! You said you loved me!" she said accusingly, starting to sob.
Ron looked at her pleadingly. "I do, it's just… I don't think I'm ready for the commitment, Hermione. I'm sorry."
Are you aware of what you make me feel, baby
Right now I feel invisible to you, like I'm not real
Didn't you feel me lock my arms around you
Why'd you turn away?
Here's what I have to say I was left to cry there,
waiting outside there grinning with a lost stare
That's when I decided
He walked away, leaving Hermione kneeling on the cold stone floor, alone. Her eyes grew swollen and red, her makeup smudged where she had held her face in despair. And her heart fell to pieces, pieces that she was never able to pick up.
Why should I care?
Cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone
You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip and I'm in this thing alone
Images of Ron swirled in her head. Their first kiss; the feeling of true love; Ron encircled in her arms; Ron telling her he loved her. All these times came crashing down on her slender shoulders.
And then she grew angry. She grew indignant. How could you do this to me, she thought helplessly. I loved you. I deserved better…
Am I just some chick you place beside you to take somebody's place
when you turn around can you recognize my face you used to love me,
you used to hug me
But that wasn't the case
Everything wasn't ok I was left to cry there
waiting outside there grinning with a lost stare
That's when I decided
Why should I care?
Cuz you weren't there when I was scared I was so alone
You, you need to listen I'm starting to trip,
I'm losing my grip and I'm in this thing alone
Crying out loud I'm crying out loud
Crying out loud I'm crying out loud
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Hermione awoke with a start.
She threw off the covers, knowing it would be a while before she went back to sleep.
Hermione walked over to the window and sat down at the cushioned window seat. She drew her legs up to her chest and looked unhappily at the glowing silver orb that was the moon. Glistening brightly in the dark sky, the moon shown down on Hermione as she began to cry.
All those memories, the ones she had unwillingly dreamed about, were true. And they opened up an old wound.
She still loved Ron.
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A boy watched helplessly as Hermione cried herself to sleep huddled up on the window seat.
It was he who pulled a blanket over her when she shivered.
It was he, Draco Malfoy, who watched her, and wondered.
Sorry, short chapter. I've been having a major case of writer's block so any suggestions you might have will be welcome. Thanks!