A/N: WARNING: THIS IS AN EXTREMALY INTENSE AND VIOLANT CHAPTER WHICH CONTAINS SEENS OF SELF-HARM. PLZ DO NOT READ IF UNDER 18 OR EASILY OFFENDED

"so many adventures couldn't happen today

so many songs that we forgot to play"

Chapter 24

Remember

Adam's ring glimmered endlessly on Hermione's hand, a constant painful reminder of her past mistakes, but also of her past loves. She had loved Adam, and she had been so prepared to spend the rest of her life with him before he was cut in half by the Hogwarts express.

These thoughts ran through Hermione's head over and over again as she walked to Potion's class, wearing a cute denim mini, tee and flip flops with books in hand. Books…. It had been so long since she had read one of those. Why had she changed so much? Why couldn't she have just stayed the same, geeky frizzy haired nerd. If she hadn't become so beautiful and popular so fast, none of these horrible things would ever have happened to her.

As Hermione walked into Snape's classroom, she turned white as a sheet. She dropped her books to the floor as she realized that she couldn't go and stand at her bench because then she wouldn't have a partner…. Because adam was no longer there to be it. It wasn't just a temporary abandonment like all the other guys in her life – Adam was gone forever this time, and there was no way of bringing him back. Hermione glanced at Draco who was staring at her in shock, and she burst into tears, turning away from him sadly and running down the corridor out onto the grounds. "Hermione!" he called after her, getting up from his chair and chasing after her.

Draco chased Hermione for what seemed like miles, but at last she dashed into the Forbidden Forest and weaved through the trees, her long flowing blonde hair flying behind her. She looked back and for the first time she couldn't see him behind her anymore. She ducked behind a tree and gasped for breath, wiping sweat off her brow, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

Hermione peered out of the forest to check that Draco had turned back, and then when she saw he was gone, she walked over to the flower patch where she found Adam's memorial stone. She picked a few red roses from a nearby bush and laid them there, a single tear dripping from her cheek onto the stone.

Hermione lay in the bath in the prefect's bathroom, wondering about what would happen to her. Everything in her life had fallen apart, and there was nothing she could do about it. Her M.A.C makeup was smeared down her face when she wiped the tears away. As she began to fall asleep and her world faded into darkness, it hit her. It wasn't Adam that she had cried day and night for during the past month: it was Draco.

After all, while she had loved Adam, Draco was her one true love, and always had been. She had always known it, even in the days when she thought she hated him. There was always a glint of kindness in his eyes, a spark of love that could never be fanned into a flame. And perhaps he had been right to stay away from her – their relationship had only brought pain and suffering. They were never meant to be together after all, lovers that loved too intensely to live any longer. Hermione began to recite:

"My only love sprung from my only hate

Too early seen unknown, and known to late

Prodigious birth of love it is to me,

That I must love a loathed enemy"

Barely thinking about what she was doing, Hermione grabbed her razor and tore out one of the blades. She dragged it down one wrist, then the other, and watched expressionlessly as the blood poured out of her. Her life force trickling away, staining the bath a deep red. She lay back, knowing in her heart that her life force had already been steadily trickling away, ever since Draco left her. Her tears had dried up and no more flowed, only the blood from her arms dropped into the bath noiselessly now.

Suddenly, the door began to creak open, and a voice cried out, "Hermione?"

A/N: ooo who will the voice be? R&r and keep on thaa lookout for chap 25, xoxooxo