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Ginny's P.O.V-
Hermione. A.k.a the cause of every single problem I ever had. Oh not intentionally of course. But the root of every one of my troubles. And now, she was gone, but my problems were still caused by her. Hermione was always so perfect. Such a brainiac. And no matter how hard I tried, I could never get myself look prettier than her. She always looked so happy, so cheerful I wanted to yell at her. Who would want to be friends with a flaming haired, sour-pus, selfish little brat next to her?
But some part of me missed her. Missed the fun times we had in bed, laughing at Ron's latest antics. I could always go to her with any problem. She was always laughing, always smiling till the very end. I wiped away a tear from my eye. I was going to miss her. She was like the sister I never had. Sure, she caused a lot of problems between me and Harry, but I sure was going to miss Hermione.
I wish Harry was here to comfort me. To tell me that I wasn't the selfish brat he had accused me of being. To tell me I was a good friend to Hermione. But Harry had severed all ties with me. I guess after all those years of putting up with me had finally snapped.
Now I realize that my friend is gone. I feel like some part of me is missing. Who can I confide in now? Who can I talk to when I'm having a bad day? Who will give me advice? What will I do without a friend?
No matter how many troubles she caused, Hermione was the best friend anyone could hope to have. And now that she's gone, I'm all alone. And no one will ever come close to being like Hermione.
What will I do? What will I do without a friend?
I gazed into the foggy sky that loomed before me like my future; drab, with no sunshine to help me. I let out a sob, and before long I had burst into tears.
"Ginny! What's wrong? Come on, we have to find a dress for the party! Hurry up and get ready. We only have two hours."
Lavender burst.
Maybe this would get my mind of Hermione. I got my purse and murmured weakly
"Let's go."
Lavender and I walked into Twilfit and Tattings. We browsed through aisles of dresses, narrowing them down to our three favorites. We were just about to go into the changing rooms when we ran into Draco Malfoy. To my surprise, his eyes were red, just like mine had been.
"Been crying? For who? Can't imagine it was for Hermione?", I asked, curiously.
"Of course not. I wasn't even crying. If you must know, I have allergies in the springtime. Why would I ever cry for that mudblood?" Draco replied pompously, and turned away. But not before I saw that his eyes were filling with tears. So much for telling the truth.
"Ginny, look at these. They all would look gorgeous on you." Lavender gushed.
I turned around to look, and saw the very dress Hermione had worn to the Yule Ball, in yellow, purple, blue, and lilac. That was too much for me. I burst into tears again, this time causing the whole crowd to stare at me.
I turned away and cried, "Those were the same dresses Hermione wore to the Yule ball!"
"Oh. Well, umm its time to go, so do you have everything?" She stammered.
I absentmindedly picked up a bright pink sundress instead of the navy evening gown I had chosen. I was still thinking about Hermione, and it wasn't till I got home that I realized my mistake. I frantically searched in my closet for another dress, but all I could find were jeans and t-shirts. Lavender was waiting impatiently, so I put it on and left. I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and I looked awful. My skin looked all gray, and it made my hair look even redder and I looked really fat. I burst into tears again and apparated away. I wasn't really thinking, and I landed in Harry's house.
"Going to a party, are you?" He sneered.
"Leaving. And I do feel bad, you know. I cried." I snapped back.
"Just leave, okay. I don't want to see you right now. I want Hermione. And if I can't have her, I don't want anyone else. So go." He replied.
"I will." I said, and left.
I cried the whole night. And I realized that nothing would ever be the same again. Not without Hermione.