A/N: hey guys I know its been freaking ages since ive updated this lol, I was just going thru my old files and found the folder were I kept all this stuff and remembrd I never finished this story hahah. Well im really bored sooo I think ill finish it off for you my loyal fans lol :) this is a rly sad chapter tho…. Be warned…..

"it's hard to get old without a cause

I don't wanna perish like a fadin horse"

Chapter 22

When I Lost You

Hermione grabbed hold of Adam's hand, tears streaming down her face. The sky opened with a crack of thunder, and the rain soon trickled down her face too. "Adam please don't leave me!" she cried but he could only gasp and try with all his strength to hold on. But the rain was pouring down, and her hand became more and more slippery. Adam held on for dear life, but his grip was slipping.

"Don't let go Adam! I love you!" she sobbed, holding on tightly, but Adam looked up at her with a sad, knowing look, as if he had predicted his terrible fate. As she gazed deeply into his beautiful eyes, she saw her dreams slipping away from her slowly as they seemed to all the time now – her mansion in the Bahamas, lazing around on the beach and having a family with her true love, Adam. It couldn't have be taken away from her now, could it?

And as the last of her hopes and wishes slid from her grasp, so did Adam. He tumbled to the ground, falling under the train tracks. Hermione screamed and looked away in horror, too afraid to see what a horrible fate had happened to him. The train screeched to a halt, and she immediately ran out of the carriage as the doors opened, her eyes blurring with tears.

Hermione was saturated with rain but she didn't care anymore, makeup streaming down her face. She ran to the tracks but all she could see was blood everywhere, seeping along the ground. She could hardly bear to do it, but she gently jumped down from the platform to the tracks. There was Adam, his face as handsome ever, lifeless and still. His eyes were still open, but they seemed to gaze out forever into nothingness. The rest of his body was still buried under the train, but she prayed that it had been a quick and painless death.

She threw her arms around him, picking up the box he had dropped as he fell – her engagement ring. The white velvet inside was now soaked in his blood, and she pulled out the ring, wiping it off on her Givenchy jacket. She slid it onto her ring finger, weeping quietly as a crowd gathered around to see what had happened. A few screams, and some girls fainted, but still Hermione sat there stroking Adam's curly hair for what seemed like forever. She promised she would never leave him and she wasn't about to leave him now. She imagined what there life could have been – marriage, kids, wealth and happiness. Hermione saw her visions of a wardrobe even bigger than the one she already had, full of designer clothes, fading away. They could have been the most beautiful and powerful couple in the world, but it wasn't to be. Fate had cruelly stolen Adam's life… but what could she do now?

Hermione walked out onto the Hogwarts grounds wearing a full length Valentino black gown, with a beautiful Philip Treacy black veil concealing her face. She wore black Raybans to hide her reddened eyes, sore from the constant crying, and red lipstick which was as red as the blood that had spilled from Adam's body on that fateful day.

Some of Adam's teachers and friends made speeches. Hermione wanted to make one but she wasn't allowed, and she would have been too upset to make it through a whole speech anyway. The diamond ring he had given her sparkled on her finger, a bittersweet reminder of his lost promises. She watched tearfully as Adam's wooden coffin was carried out onto the grounds, making its way to his rich father's private jet.

She couldn't take it any longer – as everyone else threw flowers over the coffin, she sprinted over and threw herself upon it. "NO!" she screamed, all her anger and sadness washing over her like a wave. "PLEASE DON'T GO ADAM!" everyone gasped in confusion, and McGonagall gently pulled her off the coffin, and it was loaded onto the plane. Hermione had been reduced to a shivering mess on the ground, her gown covered in dirt and her face smeared with salty tears. She felt more helpless and empty than ever before… her life was over.

A/N: sry about the heavy chapter every1, but ill be finishing off the story v. soon (for REAL this time), and only time will tell if it's a happy endin! Keep ur fingers crossed x