I got a review and felt inspired. Enjoy. Any italics "inside quotes" are thoughts. There is one part where Hermione is both talking and thinking in the same quotes.
I am never speaking to Ron again. Even if his life depended on it. Even if my life depended on it. Even if the whole world depended on it.
Why me?
The next day Hermione woke up with a slightly damp pillow under her face. She didn't remember why her face was so sticky and her pillow so wet. She got out of bed and immediately remembered. Ron was going out with Lavender. Hermione wanted to start crying again, but thought better of it.
"I'm not going to cry." Hermione thought to herself. "Crying shows weakness. I am not weak. I am a smart, intelligent person. I don't have to be reduced to tears over something so simple as a crushed heart." Hermione's self done pep talk did not really help. Since she couldn't stop but cry, and she knew that this what not the kind of thing she should go to Ron, Harry, or Ginny about, Hermione decided to go to the one place where she would not find any of them. The library. Taking her former back up homework journal, now diary, Hermione made her way, first to the kitchen to get some food from the house elves, then to the library. She wandered into a corner, which she had never noticed had a large comfy chair in it. She curled up in the chair, and layback to let the tears that she had been holding back flow. Then she heard a song playing from the radio. Well the wizard equivalent of the muggle invention.
Now, for some muggle classics on our playlist this morning. Pain, by Three Days Grace. (A/N: I LOVE THIS SONG. Listen to it.)
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing
Rather feel pain
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later
Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain than nothing at all
Rather feel pain
Hermione stopped to listen to the song. She felt that it described exactly what she was feeling. Then a thought came to her head.
"Maybe I can write him a song. Or play a song for him. But, I don't even know how to play guitar, or write anything."
"Hermione? Are you OK?" Hermione looked up. It was Ron.
"I'm fine, Ronald."
"Alright then. You have eaten, right?"
"Yes, Ronald. I have eaten. Why would you care anyway? Shouldn't you be at breakfast with Lavender?"
"Well, I was heading to the Great Hall when I realized that I had….wait. How did you know about Lavender? We haven't told anyone yet."
"Oh shit. Well, Ronald. WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY??? We DO share a room. She told everyone last night. And I walked in on you two snogging."
"Oh, alright. Enjoy finishing whatever doesn't have to be done for another week." Ron said jokingly.
"Oh, I love when he makes fun of me. Wait, I WHAT??? Oh my God. I really do love him. What the hell am I going to do???"
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