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Getting Out

She didn't look back at him although she could feel his stares on her back. It had been going on like this for days now. All she did was come down to the kitchen to make some food, mostly sandwiches and tea, all while Ron would stare at her. Almost as though he was waiting her to say something. Instead of using his own voice, of course he was waiting for her to do something. As usual. He never actually did something himself.

Once, only once, had he. When he had left, during their hunt and tent exploration, and he had come back. Hermione had been surprised, relieved and amazed by him then. Ron had managed to do something without Harry or her telling him what to do. He had found his way back to them. Surely it had been by the help of Dumbledore, however it was still Ron's own doing. He had got himself in the mess to begin with too though, so it wasn't that great really. But it was still amazing he had managed to think for himself for once!

Hermione shook her head. How could she be so cruel, even in her own head!

"Stop staring or you'll burn holes in my neck" She said toward her tea.

A whimper came from Ron. When Hermione turned around with her breakfast in her hands Ron was pretending to read The Daily Phrophet although his bright red face and ears gave him away.

Hermione couldn't help but roll her eyes and sigh at him before walking out of the kitchen.

She had actually considered eating in the kitchen with the rest of them, but her frustration with Ron had taken the upper hand. Soon they were going to head back to Hogwarts and she couldn't help but feel relieved. Although she loved The Burrow, and Mrs. Weasley, she couldn't wait to be on her own schedule and on her own terms. And Hogwarts' of course. Besides, Mrs. Weasley had gotten very annoying after she had heard about her and Ron's break up.

At first she had absolutely furious with Ronald, scolding him every chance she got. After a while she had reverted to desperately trying to meddle and get them back together. She had come into Ginny's room and sat on her bed next to Hermione one early morning. Hermione had been reading at the time, so Mrs. Weasley hadn't woken her up, luckily, but the hour was still disturbing as she considered it her own Hermione time. Mrs. Weasley had tried to explain how Ron hadn't meant what he did, or did't do! The thing was, Hermione couldn't pinpoint just one thing, it was a feeling. A feeling of neglect and rejection.

Therefore she wanted alone time in this house full of people she felt lonely with. Harry and Ginny had each other, Ron was awkward and Mrs. Weasley was even worse. She had even gone to the extent of trying to talk them out of it by explaining the pattern of boys. Telling her random stories of things Mr. Weasley had done left them both laughing at the stupidity of boys. However Ron's actions were not just stupidity, it was plain non-interest. He had simply used her. Or stayed with her out of convenience. Why break up the golden trio and make his whole family mad?

Hermione sighed again. It was becoming a bad habit.

After she was done with her breakfast she went though her bags to check she had everything with her. Hogwarts was only a few hours away. Soon she could devour herself in work, books and responsibilities. Relief shot through her at the thought of having such lovely things todo instead of dwelling over her loneliness.

Time passed by rather slow at this point, and Hermione decided to go through her packing list once again. From the kitchen downstairs she could hear a high pitched voice yelling angrily at someone. She had a feeling it was Mrs. Weasley was scolding Ronald again. Trying to fit in some last minute "meddling".

It'd going to be so nice getting away from all of this, Hermione thought to herself. Away from this mess. The hours crept by and soon a knock on the door got Hermione looking up from one of her new books she was reading. "Come in?"

The door slid open slowly and in the opening there was a very awkward Ron. His bright red face angered Hermione. She might have been the one to call off the relationship, but the one who caused it was none other than the man standing in front of her! It was frustrating that all of them had simply left her on her own these days. Surely both Ginny and Harry had both come to visit, but it had always been an awkward vibe when they were there. Almost like a plea for her to go back to him. Why would she? Why would she go back to the man that didn't love her? One day she hoped she'd stop being so darn angry with him though, and go back to being friends. Then all of this awkwardness with her best friends would be over at least!

She had thought Ginny would be pepping her to stay single, but the more time had passed she too had turned. Not directly, but ever so slightly. Enough to frustrate Hermione. She couldn't blame Ginny for it though. After all it was her brother. Besides she was probably the best Ron would ever be able to get! Ginny had assured her they would always be like sisters, no matter what though. At this point even that felt like a struggle. The loneliness was taking over.

"ehm" Ron cleared his throat, looking at his clumsy feet.

Hermione came back to reality. "Yes Ronald?"

"Um, mum wonders if you want pickles on your travel sandwiches or not?"

"Tell her, thanks but no thank you, will you please?"

To this he nodded and closed the door. When the door had clicked shut she heard a high pitched voice, probably belonging to Mrs. Weasley again. Ron's voice echoed in response through the house. "Mum! She doesn't want me or the pickles!" Mrs. Weasley's footsteps came barging up the stairs followed by a knock on her door.

"Can I come in dear?" Mrs. Weasley said while opening the door and made her way to sit next to her on Ginny's bed. All of a sudden she broke down in tears.

Hermione was taken aback and leaned in to hug her. "What's wrong?" She felt responsible somehow.

"Please, dear, please! Go back to Ronald. He doesn't know what he's doing half the time but he has a good heart…"

Hermione felt her heart sank. "He does, that's not the problem…"

Mrs. Weasley cut her off. "I don't want to lose you, you're the best he's got!"

Hermione couldn't argue with that. The thought of Lavender popped up in her mind.

"I just want you two to go back to the way things were!"

To this Hermione's head dropped. "I can't…"

"Why, dear? Was it something Ronald did?" She had a pleading look.

"No. Or yes. Or no… but…"

"Then what's the problem! I don't see why you wouldn't want to be with him. He might not have all the money in the world, but you know money is not everything!" Mrs. Weasley was a bit frustrated now, desperate. And it was backfiring.

Hermione felt her anger start to rise within her. "It has nothing to do with money riches, or any type of status."

"Then?"

"… We just don't… love each other that way!"

Mrs. Weasley went back to crying in her hands, declaring defeat.

Hermione put a hand on her shoulder before standing up.

"I think we need to get going now" She was tired of all of this. She loved Mrs. Weasley, but this part of her was very frustrating. And annoying to say the least.

"Of course, of course" she answered with a great sob. When needed Mrs. Weasley could be quite the drama queen.

Hermione smiled weakly at her when she slanted out the door, completely deflated. Closing the door after her Hermione rested her forehead against the door and sighed heavily. She couldn't wait to get out of here!

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"Hermione!" Harry shouted from outside of her door. "Will you let me in please?" Hermione had locked the door after Mrs. Weasley had left, not wanting to be disturbed again. "We're all about to leave!"

At that Hermione opened the door with speed. "Finally!" she heaved.

Harry couldn't help but laugh softly at her. He out of all people knew how it felt to be caught in these type of awkward situations. "You ready to go 'Mione?"

"IF I am!" Hermione dragged her coffin behind her and followed Harry. He helped her with the coffin down the stairs and they were met by the rest of the group. By now Mrs. Weasley had collected herself, although her eyes were red brimmed. She smiled at Hermione who put his hand on her shoulder again.

"You will all be apparating to Kings Cross, where you will meet up and go together through to the platform." Mrs. Weasley always had a plan to keep her herd together. "You go first Harry dear" and he kissed her cheek before Harry quickly disapparated with his trunk and jacked. Ginny followed him after had hugged her mother good bye, and disappeared with a loud pop as well.

"Before you two go I want to ask you to do something" Mrs. Weasley was becoming the most frustrating ex-mother-in-law anyone could wish for. "Fix this. Whatever is going on please, for merlins sake…"

Hermione didn't hear the end of that sentence, but she had an idea of what she was about to say. Mrs. Weasley had crossed a line so Hermione had apparated out of there, while the rage was rushing inside her.

Harry and Ginny were both standing by the entrance to platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross station. Hermione couldn't help but want to be left the heck alone right now but had to face them all. But not right now. She decided to wait among the crowd, hoping Ron would lead them all through the gate without her.

Soon after she thought it he appeared. After having shared some words they all looked around and Hermione kneeled down behind her trunk. It was silly, and quite childish, but she really didn't want to face Ron right now. She knew his mother's actions wasn't his fault, but it still angered her. After all he was the root of the problem.

Ron's hand waved towards to wall and soon he was gone. Harry and Ginny seemed to exchange a few sentences before following him. As soon as they were gone Hermione stood back up, straightening her white blouse. Time to follow, as the rest had probably already entered the train.

Only a few minutes were left when she come out on the platform. Since she was named Head Girl she were to sit in the very first cart together with the Head Boy. Later the Prefects would join in too, but that was first an hour before arrival. She had to rush on and was struggling greatly as she tried to get her trunk up the stairs. She almost bumped in to someone who was standing at the top of the stairs at the train entrance.

"Watch it!"

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to…" She said automatically.

"Stupid mudblood" At this Hermione swung her head up and froze in action. None other than Draco Malfoy was standing above her with a grim face. "This is a new suit, don't want your filth on it!"

"YOU!" Hermione shouted. He was the very last person he wanted to see right now. She was already fired up as it was. Nothing good came from bumping into Malfoy. Only last time she ended up breaking up with Ron. "What are you doing in this cart?"

"I'm Head Boy. Why are you here mudblood?"

"Oh no." This cannot be happening, she thought to herself.

"Don't tell me you're Head Girl!"

McGonagall rushed into their cart and exclaimed "Great, you're both here! Lets get started, shall we?"

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A/N: Hello there! Finally some drama, right? I know this is probably a pretty popular plot twist, but I am to create my own twist to it. Please, don't stop reading! Hopefully you guys are even more intreated in it now? Please review!

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