AN. I do not own harry potter or anything associated with it, I am simply a fan.

Ginny had never treated Hermione the same. Up until now it hadn't bothered her, Ginny had been cordial, polite, to appease harry of course, but Hermione saw in her eyes the annoyance and blatant mistrust the youngest Weasley had for Hermione. Hermione thought it was awful the way she would think of Hermione like that. But Ginny was terrified, Hermione realised, she was terrified that harry would lose interest and Ginny would be without the man she had chased after since she was ten years old.

Hermione gulped down her third glass and didn't notice Luna whom had come to sit beside her. Hermione turned and apologised and Luna simply looked at her sadly. Hermione was always confused how Luna seemed to be able to read people so well, like Hermione could read harry.

Luna placed a sisterly arm around Hermione's shoulders and Hermione smiled. The pair had began an odd friendship after the 'quest' and during the few weeks before the battle that ended Voldemort. Luna was as true a friend as Hermione could ever hope for. And now that harry was basically.. gone she had only Luna, well not exactly.

Another friend ship which was twice as surprising as her one with Luna was her one with Draco Malfoy. Hermione knew that both harry and Draco still held a childhood distaste for each other, but because of Hermione's influence, they had developed a mutual respect for one another, harry finally accepting the fact that Draco had switched sides in the end and saved his life. Draco accepting that harry was a good man.

Draco immediately made a bee line for Hermione and placed a brotherly arm around her waist. "what's up your broomstick Hermione? Wait… wrong choice of words, you don't own a broomstick do you?" he teased and Hermione smiled painfully. Draco immediately knew of her distress and the look Luna gave him cemented his suspicion.

Hermione knew the looks the two blondes had given each other and would have laughed at the silent conversation, under different circumstances. Hermione knew that she had brought many people together, it was strange, how one person could bring so many together. I brought harry and Ginny together, I gave Draco and harry closure and funnily enough Draco and Luna seem to be closer friends than I ever thought possible.

That's what Hermione was, glue, and she was definitely a settler, she settled for her life, not that she didn't love the people in it… but she settled on her own unhappiness by giving the man she loved away to the one person she thought was best for him and a good thing I did, like he would ever see me any other way. Hermione sighed, she felt very lonely, it had been almost a year since she had been with a man, oliver and Hermione calling it quits after she caught him sleeping with her assistant.

She was a settler, she settled for Ron, bless his soul, and he had done nothing more than shag her very room mate lavender brown whilst she and harry were away and Ron had left them only to return two weeks before the battle. Hermione however, was glad that they had those two weeks with him to pick up the pieces of their shattered friendship, before he had died, saving their lives.

She thought that after Ron, that Cormac may be different, sadly she was wrong again, she waiting another year and low and behold Oliver had done the exact same thing. Hermione often pondered what she did that drove men do bed another when they could probably have her any time they wanted. Was she too distant? Was she losing her touch in faking climax? Hermione shuddered at the thought, she had heard from Ginny and Luna the feeling of utter brilliance that was sex, but Hermione had shook her head when Luna asked what was wrong. Ginny mostly bragged to her 'friends' how good harry was, Hermione knew he would be good, he's Harry Potter. But Hermione was fearful that she had lead harry to the wrong woman, Ginny seemed intent on becoming Ginny Potter no matter whom she had to step over to do it.

She had shunned away all possible female influence in Harry's life with the exceptions of Hermione, Luna and anyone married. But Hermione knew that Ginny thought of herself as better than Luna even though Luna's beauty outshone the red heads any day, Luna simply did not flaunt it the way Ginny did. At heart Luna was a tomboy, she loved dressing simply, not going over the top with over zealous dresses and makeup, she reminded Hermione a lot of herself.

But Hermione was in the mid ground between Ginny and Luna in her code of dress. Whilst Ginny wore over priced frocks and other things that made her look like a 'couple of junbugs' as Luna called it had gotten to her, Hermione was told that junbugs were things that made you into a selfish, pompous arse, in blatant terms.

Hermione agreed with this. But Ginny's outright shunning of Luna and her ways always angered Hermione, what was worse was that Ginny was overly sweet when harry was around. Hermione, Luna always said, was in the middle, she was not as casual as Luna, but not nearly as vain as Ginny, Luna said that Hermione had something women dream for and envy, class. Hermione laughed at the idea. Hermione looked over to Ginny whom was showing her new rock off to her family, her very revealing and not modest red dress was enough to make Hermione sick to her stomach.

She was basically whoring herself, that's the only way Hermione could think of it when she looked at her simple black dress, modest enough in Hermione's opinion. Secretly this dress was Harry's favourite and he smiled and whispered before the party. You look beautiful 'mione, you wore the one I chose! It's my favourite on you, you know. Hermione sighed at the memory and Luna in her dress pants and dark blue blouse sighed as well.

"You know Hermione… that's sickening that is." Draco growled and Hermione followed his gaze to where Ginny was flirting unashamedly with Dean Thomas. Hermione frowned and placed her glass down. The liquor did not go straight to Hermione's head as it would have done to most witches. Hermione began walking toward Ginny and when she was about two feet away she felt familiar arms encircle her waist and she gasped at the sudden warmth.

She saw Ginny look over Dean's shoulder in anger as harry kissed Hermione's cheek and Hermione smiled up at him, the pair embracing tightly. "Well Hermione, I did what you said to, I proposed… are you happy now?" he asked tenderly and Hermione smiled fighting the tears away.

"Of course I am Harry, why wouldn't I be?"

AN please review, tell me what you think, then I might have the confidence to post another chapter…