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Chapter 8

Overheard

Ginny finally let go of Harry, making him completely happy. Harry didn't know what to do or what to think anymore. There was only one thing he did know, that he did not want to be around Ginny. She was really starting to agitate and aggravate him.

"Ginny," He called out suddenly, closing out the long term silence.

"Yes, Harry," Ginny answered sweetly.

"I'm going to stay here at Hogwarts for a little while." He said, making up an excuse to be alone and without her. "I just miss the atmosphere here and I haven't been here in such a long time. I'll meet you at home, okay?"

Ginny walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the lips.

"Okay," she stated.

She turned and left him, just like he wanted. She turned back everyonce and a while, wondering if he was still there.

Hermione arrived at the exact place that she wanted to go to- the lake. Maybe it wasn't the exact place she wanted to go to, but she really didn't know where she wanted to go. She let her feet guide her through the yards of Hogwarts, and she somehow ended up at the calm and refreshing ocean, where she use to spend so much time alone with Harry, and Ron.

Hermione had sat down at the edge of the lake. She was close enough to see the waves move up and down and hear the wind blow against the water. She did sit far enough away, though, so she didn't get her feet wet.

She picked up a stone that was covered in sand right next to her. Unsure of what to do with it, she rubbed it against her fingers for quite a while. With full force, she pushed the stone out of her hand and it smacked the lake's water, disturbing it from its calm and peacefulness.

"I hate you Ginny," She screamed.

After throwing that stone, she felt better than she did before. It seemed to help her a lot with her frustrations and aggravations. Spotting another stone right next to her, she picked it up and threw that one into the clear water too.

"I hate you for taking Harry away from me."

She grabbed another stone and threw it. "And I hate you for making me lie to Harry."

Harry had made it over by lake, one of the most refreshing and beautiful places at Hogwarts, or at least he believed so. From where he stood, all he could hear was the wind, the birds and the fish. The closer he got to it, the more of a noise he heard. He could tell that this wasn't just his hiding spot, because saw a person's shadow sitting down right by the lake. He stayed hidden for a few minutes, incase the person didn't want him there.

"And I hate you for making me lie to Harry." The person screamed out very loud and very clear. (AN- This happened at the exact same time, that's why it's repeated twice. She didn't scream it twice. Okay?)

The voice sounded very familiar to Harry, yet completely different from the person he believed it to be. There was a huge lot of anger that was torn out in that voice that he wasn't sure he ever heard of before. But still, he knew exactly who it was, and who it had to be… Hermione

He stayed exactly where he was, hidden and away from her. He did not want her to lash out at him, which she seemed to be doing very well to the lake. He also knew that she wanted and needed alone time, because he could tell from the look in her eyes before and after Ginny had arrived. He wished he knew why, and what was going on between them. But according to Hermione, and from this scene he had just over looked, he concluded that her life was much more screwed up than his was.

He watched her shadowy figure that shown onto the sand. He wished that he knew what was going on her mind, and that he could fix it, just like she did to him so many times before.

"Hermione," he said, coming out from his hiding spot after quite some time.

She sat there for a minute, not exactly hearing him. She hoped that he wasn't behind her; she didn't want him to be.

"Harry," she said, more like asked. She was completely shocked that he had found her. "How long have you been there?"

Her face had now turned ghost white, she was as pale as she ever could be. Harry was unsure of why this would happen, but he just continued to answer her question.

"For a while now." He answered, quickly and shortly. "Hermione, we need to talk."

Harry grabbed her hand, which frightened her even more than the fact that he was there. She jumped up off the ground, not knowing what he was doing. She had a feeling that he had been there to long, and had listened to everything she had said.

She pulled her hand away from his. She did not want to know what he had overheard, and, quite frankly, she was afraid of what he might have to say if he did over hear her. She turned away from him, getting ready to leave. She dashed off as fast as she could, without making it too obvious that she was running away from him.

Harry took a step forward, but immediately placed it back adjacent to the other one. He knew he was not to follow her as he already made her angry with him. He knew that if she wanted to talk to him, she wouldn't have ran away from him. He also knew that if he chased after her, it would just frustrate her even more.

He squatted down and soon took a seat on the ground. He knew he had a lot of things he had to think about, especially since he had just overheard Hermione, and made her run away from him. He stared off into the lake, tracing every wave with his eyes.

He had been so confused nowadays, and he completely understood why. He just wasn't sure how everything had come so confusing, so chaotic. To him, everything was so clear before, he knew exactly what was going on every moment of his life. He was supposed to get married to Ginny, because he loved her, or at least he thought he did. But now he wasn't even sure about that anymore.

Harry knew that he shouldn't have listened to what Hermione had to say when she thought she was alone, but she did give him some valuable information. He now knew that Ginny was lying to him, and pulling Hermione into the lie. But what were they lying about, and why was Ginny forcing her to lie about? What was that important that neither of them could tell him?

Ginny had been lying to him for sometime now, and he really wasn't sure why. He thought they had an honest relationship, but he knew different. There was only one time when Harry had lied to her, but that was back when they were at Hogwarts. Maybe she was just trying to get revenge on him for all those lies that he told her.

If it was Hermione who was keeping a secret from him, things would be completely different. He wouldn't have been trying to figure out what she was hiding from him, because she trusted her. He knew that she would tell him when the time was appropriate.

That was it. He had now figured out something about Hermione's and Ginny's lies, they were all based in a secret that they didn't want to tell him. When Hermione kept a secret from him, that's the only time she lied. She would never lie about anything else. Ginny, on the other hand, was a completely different story.

"Hermione, it's so good to see you." Mrs. Weasley said when Hermione apparated into the middle of her house.

"Mommy," Emily said, running as fast as her little legs could carry her over to her Hermione. She picked her up and Emily gave her a big hug. "I've missed you so much, mom."

"I've missed you too," Hermione said to her daughter.

"Did you find Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked, stopping Emily from talking. She was really anxious to her what was going on with her future son-in-law.

"Yes," Hermione said quickly.

"Is he with Ginny?"

Hermione first opened her mouth to say yes, because he was suppose to be. But then she shut it when she thought about seeing him by the lake. "I'm not sure."

"I guess we better get going," She said to Emily, not wanting to play "21 questions" with Mrs. Weasley.

She bent over and scooped Emily up into her arms.

"Make sure you hold on tight this time." Hermione told her.

Emily had now tightened her grip onto Hermione. Her arms were around Hermione's neck, and she began to choke her.

"1…2…3…"

Hermione and Emily lifted up off of the ground. Emily had once again tightened her grasp around Hermione, afraid of falling off.

Within a few seconds, which felt like much longer, they had arrived at Hermione's destination, Harry's house. As much as she didn't want to go there, it seemed like that was the only place she had to go. She was just hoping that Ginny didn't bite her head off.

After opening the door, footsteps were heard running down the stairs. Hermione knew that it was Ginny, thinking that he was Harry who had arrived home.

A small smile spread across Hermione's lips, she was imaging Ginny's face when she noticed that he was her, not Harry.

"It's you," Ginny said with much hate in her tone of voice. "Emily, go upstairs, NOW!" She commanded.

Emily looked over at Ginny, tears forming in her eyes because of the roughness in Ginny's voice. Hermione saw this and became very mad at Ginny.

She opened her mouth to start to argue with Ginny, but then closed it. She got down on her knees and gave Emily a hug. She then wiped off her tears and asked her very politely to go upstairs.

Emily very slowly walked up the stairs, tired and scared. To her, it seemed that mean lady was a witch. She had been pushing her and her mom around a lot lately. She wished that she could sit down at the top of the stairs and listen to their conversation, but she decided just to obey her mother's wishes.

"You are going to be one hell of a mother." Hermione muttered, Ginny not hearing her.

"What the hell were you doing with Harry?" Ginny asked, angrily.

Hermione could tell that she was jealous about this whole situation and was blowing this completely out of proportion.

"You told me to find him, and I did."

"How did you know exactly where he was?" She asked suspiciously.

"How could I not? I've only known him for over ten years."

"You don't act like it."

Hermione took a deep breath and rolled her eyes. "What, do you not trust him?"

"Well, I dunno. He did sleep with a whore like you before, so I don't know if he'll do it again."

Hermione looked over at Ginny, turned, and walked upstairs, quickly, but not making it clear that she wanted to get away from her. She didn't want Ginny to know that this made her this upset, and that there were actually tears streaming down her face.

(Once again, same time. This is when they were arguing…)

Harry looked down at his pocket and reached inside of it. He pulled out his keys from it and found the correct one. He placed it inside the lock, and started to turn it.

Before he got to completely unlock the door, there was a loud yell that he heard from outside coming from the inside of his house. He wasn't quite sure who was talking, or what they were yelling about, but that it suddenly became quiet. He opened the door to find Ginny sitting on the couch, and Hermione no where in site.

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Kelly