Hermione was never so shocked in her entire life. She had seen many things in her life so far. Too many to be precise. But that was something she could never imagine. It was a living nightmare. Because no matter how much love and happiness her two best friends had given to her since they were kids there were times when she thought that all the prejudice about the Mudbloods in the Wizard world would affect them , make them feel pity about her and eventually abandon her. But all those were silly thought as many times she had reminded to herself. She had faith in both of Harry and Ron and she also had faith in their friendship. All these until now.
"Harry?" Her voice was so low but still full of pain and surprise. "Harry. Harry It's me, Hermione! What's wrong? Are you in pain?"
Harry's emerald eyes were filled with such anger and hate that she unconsciously took a step closer to the door. "Who gave you the right to speak to me filthy Mudblood? Do you thing that I don't know who you are? That I have amnesia or something? Let me set that straight." His voice became louder and louder and Hermione could hear that outside the room there was a short of disorder. She managed to say something but she was interrupted from Harry. "You are the pathetic little girl who keeps following me since I was a kid. I tried to be nice to you since you hadn't friends. After all you were quiet useful back at school but now you an absolute nothing. I don't know what made Ron to date you after all."
Now Hermione wasn't shocked. Nothing but shocked. She fixed him with a long stare trying to compose her. But she couldn't make it so she did what she thought it was reasonable at that moment. "HARRY JAMES POTTER," she screamed. "HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?" At this time Ron entered the room but before he could ask what's going on Harry responded. "AND WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME HOW I SHOULD SPEAK TO YOU? YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME. YOU DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO PROVIDE ME ANYMORE. YOU ARE USELESS TO ME."
His words were like punches on Hermione's chest. Every single word. She couldn't bear more. She cover her ears with her hands as she turned her back to Harry and made her way to the exit while tears were streaming down her face. She didn't want to hear anything else but unfortunately her hands couldn't prevent her from listening to Harry insults. "WHAT IS IT GRANGER? YOU CAN'T STAND THE TRUTH? BELIEVE IT OR NOT YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME. I BET THAT EVERYBODY JUST PITYS YOU" Hermione left a sob to escape and Ron who had remained frozen for a couple of minutes felt anger built up inside him. "Mate, stop that now. You don't know what you are talking about." Harry looked at Ron for a moment. "What I should have expected from you after all? Is she that good…?"
Harry didn't manage to finish his sentence. Ron took out his wand and aimed at Harry. He would hex him if Hermione hadn't calmed him down. "Ron, maybe it's a side effect from this curse." Tears were still streaming down her face but she had managed to control herself. "We better call a healer."
"But…,'' Ron tried to protest.
"Let's just go Ron," she said as she gapped his hand and made their way out.
Writer note: I want to thank all of you who have read my story. I hope you like it. I would be thrilled if you could write your reviews and let me know about your opinion. I just want you to know that English is not my mother language and since I'm in the fan fiction world barely three months I still try to understand how that Beta thing works. Enjoy!