Soon she couldn't see her arm any more; it was drenched in blood and deep cuts. She fell to the ground because she couldn't handle standing and in a few minutes she felt dizzy. She held her head until she felt herself feel the cold marble floor press against her face as she slipped away from the world.

"Where am I? What have I done?" Hermione heard her familiar thoughts erupt in her head as she tried to pry her eyes open. She was cold all over, except her right hand… it was warm. She blinked her eyes open and saw the messy black headed boy she once loved resting his head her bed asleep at her side. She looked around at the room for a moment, and saw the familiar paintings on the wall fast asleep. She moved up in the bed so she was sitting and looked down at her arm and saw it wrapped in bandages. "What did I do?" Hermione whispered to herself as she ripped her had out of Harry's…

Harry moved a little in his sleep and the chair that he was sitting on it buckled underneath him causing him to fall to the ground and waking himself up.

"I'm up… I'm up." Harry said springing up onto his feet.

"Good to see." Hermione heard her voice.

"Hermione…" Harry said rushing towards the bed.

"Harry… don't ok… I still remember what you said." Hermione said looking away.

"Hermione I don't care about that anymore… what I care about is you… why you would do something like that to yourself?" He said with great concern.

"Who cares what I do to myself… if I had my way would be dead right now…" bitterness can across her voice. "And let me guess you found me?" Hermione asked.

"Yes I did… Hermione I was so scared… Hermione I…" Harry was cut off.

"I don't care what you have to say… I just want you to leave…" Hermione said with her arms crossed.

"What?" Harry was confused.

"You heard me… leave GET OUT OF HERE." Hermione screamed.

"Ok … ok." Harry said picking up a bag from the floor and walked out.

Hermione laid in the same spot for about five minutes until she couldn't stand the pain anymore... she let out a bunch of air and cried into her hands.

Hermione was released from the hospital a few days later… and was excused from classes for a further few days… but Hermione being Hermione didn't plan on missing any more school work since she decide that she was going to live.

"And the formula for…" Professor Snape was cut off by Hermione appearance at the door. "Miss Granger you are late." He said in a cold voice.

"I know." She replied while everyone in the class was staring at her… obviously they all heard of her suicide attempt.

"Well… take a seat… and don't make a habit of it." He said and Hermione wondered what he truly meant while she took a seat and chose Ron over Harry. "Ok where was I? Oh yes…" Professor Snape continued teaching his class while Ron and Hermione started having there own private chat.

"You're not meant to be in class till Friday." Ron proclaimed.

"I know." Hermione whispered.

"Are you ok?" Ron asked.

"Ronald!! If I wasn't ok would I be here?" Hermione snapped.

"Guess not." Ron pipped down.

"How was the funeral?" Hermione asked quickly changing the subject as Harry moved seats; right in front of Hermione behind Professor Snape's back.

"It was ok… Mum was really happy that she paid for it herself… you know" Ron said.

"Yea I know." Hermione said.

"Hermione… Hermione" Harry whispered trying to get her attention but Hermione chose to ignore it. "Hermione." Harry said a little louder. "Hermione" Harry said at normal voice level.

"Yes Mr Potter?" Professor Snape said.

"No I wasn't…" Harry was cut off.

"You were disrupting my class." The cold professor said.

"No I wasn't I was simply saying…" Harry was lost for words.

"You were simply saying… yes sir I will be glad to stay after class for detention." Professor Snape informed Harry that he just received detention.

"Yes sir."

"Now I can get back to my class." He said turning away from Harry.

"Pist… Hermione." Harry continued but Hermione persisted on ignoring him… until he had placed an envelope on her desk as the class was dismissed.

All day Hermione spent the majority of her class time fixated on the envelope Harry had given her… until she was tucked away in her favourite corner of the common room. She sat on the arm chair staring into the fire… she was afraid of what was written in it… she didn't want to read the word sorry she didn't want to read anything from that jerk… but she was also curious what was written. Should she through it into the fire and be done with it? Be done with Harry? Or open it and read what he wants to say? Slowly she opened the back of the envelope and let the open just sit there for awhile… then she pulled out the piece of paper that was inside. She placed the envelope on the arm of the arm chair and placed the folded letter on her lap. After staring at the white piece of paper for about five minutes she finally plucked up the courage, picked it up, opened it and read.

Dearest Hermione;

The reason why you are reading this is because I couldn't get your attention, I was too chicken to come up to you and say this for myself or you wouldn't let me. But if I had to pick any of those reasons it would be because I am too chicken.

Hermione let out a giggle.

Hermione!! I am sorry… I know you don't want to hear this… well read that… but I am. When I found you, I had never felt such loss, such pain in my life… no, not even the physical pain that I have been put though. Hermione I was wrong to dismiss you… and I have found my true feelings towards you… I have had them here all along… but never new how to pursue them. Hermione I am dreadfully sorry for all the things I said and did and if I could turn back time, I would… but I'll still be there and won't be able to change it. Please Hermione… please forgive me… but I don't blame you if you don't. Please meet me at the owlery at 9:00pm tonight… even it you haven't forgiven me… heck you can just come to punch me in the face if you want. But Hermione no matter what… ok … I am really sorry and… I love you.

Love Harry.

Hermione folded the piece of paper to its original creasing and through it in the fire.

A/N I have decided to re-open this story because people are really UN happy on how I was going to end it… the reason why I was going to end so early because I thought I was dragging the story out a bit (I thought you guys were getting bored of it) and so I thought I would end it there, but that's not the case… so I have re-opened it… but I warn you… I won't be as fast posting because I am due to be back at school in about a week and it will take me longer to write cause I won't have enough time too… but ill keep on writing :) no hard feelings… lots of words karebear90