Okay so this one's ... different. It doesn't have a real ending. But as I listened to Blue October's "Hate Me" this is what I saw. Its somewhat similar to The Smartest Mistake but only in one way.
Sorry I'm almost done with the next chappie of The Violet Rose but I've been so busy with swim and midterms that I haven't had the time!
Hate Me
Twenty-one year-old Hermione Granger sat at the desk in her study trying to write a letter to her ex-best friend Ron Weasley.
I have to block out thoughts of you
so I don't lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroarch
leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind
me that I'm alone
Playing movies in my head that make
a porno feel like home
It was difficult for her to think of him but this-- this was something that she had to do. She had to apologize for what she had done.
There's a burning in my pride
a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want
for you will you never call again?
And will you never say that
you love me just to put it in my face
And will you never try to reach
me it was I who wanted space
He had loved her so much and she had killed him, in a manner of speaking. She wanted their friendship back, but he hated her.
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things
I didn't do for you
Twenty year-old Harry Potter sat on his unmade bed looking at a picture of his ex-best friend Hermione Granger. She had tried to help him but he wouldn't let her.
I'm sober now for three whole months
Its one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart
Is one thing I won't touch again
In a sick way I wanna thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars
on myself you were trying to stop the fight
She had been with his best friend and he had stolen her. But he needed her more she was his rock, his sanity,. . . . .his home.
You never doubted my warped
opinions on thins like suicide and hate
You made me compliment myself wehen
it was way too hard to take
So I'll drive so fucking far away
that I'll never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your
heart to leave me behind
He threw the picture into his trunk along with the rest of the things and then closed it.
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things
I didn't do for you
Hate me in ways
yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see
whats good for you
Harry pulled into a familiar driveway. After parking he walked up the front steps and opened the front door. Immediately, he found himself staring into a pair of cold, brown eyes.
"What are you doing here?" he asked confused
" I should be asing you that." said the voice the eyes belonged to," After all, this is my house."
". . . Oh. I'm sorry. I completely forgot. I'll leave."
" Don't bother. You're already here."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"How did you know I was here?"
"I was on the bacony sending Connery out. I saw you pull into the driveway."
"Where were you sending Connery?"
"No where that concerns you."
" Hermione! I never meant for what happened to happen! It was an accident!"
"That doesn't matter Harry. It happened. While I was with Ron. Goodnight!"
" 'Night."
(After breakfast the next morning. . . . . )
"Bye." he said.
"Yeah."
Harry walked out the door and started down the steps.
"Mommy!"
He turned back for a moment to see a young girl toddling towards Hermione. Then he headed for his car.
And with a sad heart I
say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street
for every mistake that I have made
"He has hair like mine mum!"
"Yes he does LJ."
"Who is he?"
"He's -a. . . very. . .old friend of mine."
"Oh."
Harry's walking slowed.
And like a baby boy I
never was a man
Until I saw you blue eys cry
and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down
yelling make it go away
He stopped and fell to his knees, crying.
"Mommy! He's crying! Why come?"
"I-I don't know."
Just make her smile come back
and shine just like it used to be
Hermione took a few steps towards him. As she did so his mind wandered back in time.
And then she whispered
"How can you do this to me?"
He heard her voice yelling at him, her sobbing and asking ow he could do that to her. She placed her hand on his shoulder, jolting him.
Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things
I didn't do for you
"Harry?"
"I'm so sorry." he sobbed, "You told me and I did nothing. I finally see why you hate me."
"I've never hated you. I hated what you did."
Hate me in ways
yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see
whats good for you
"But Hermione, I was a dick. I left you with a child!"
"Yes but Harry you were frightened. Its understandable."
"You had my daughter. And I left you in the cold."
"I've never been in the cold. I've always had the house. I have a job, money, food. I've never been in the cold."
"I am sorry, Hermione. I am really truly sorry."
See what I mean about the ending? There isn't really one.