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A/N: Thanks to: CeliaEquus, Ni-Chan Hatake-Uchiha Namikaze, and Afrolicious-Tanya! I'm really glad you took the time to review! This was originally going to be a oneshot but you guys convinced me to add some more!
Hermione was truly worried about Harry. Why couldn't he confide in her? Tell her whatever was bothering him?
Maybe he didn't want to.
As she watched Mrs. Weasley attempt to revive Ginny's now purple hair, Hermione thought about her friendship with Harry.
Hermione blinked back tears.
Wasn't she the one to find out about the basilisk?
Not that it mattered, they'd almost found out to late. She'd been in the hospital wing, petrified, useless.
Hadn't she been the one to help free Sirius third year?
But she had been there when Peter got away. She could have stopped that!
Sirius was now dead! Would their friendship die with him?
Did Harry trust her?
"'Mione?" HErmione reliezed she had been staring blankly at Ron.
"What is it Ronald?" She snapped, embarrassed.
Ron looked taken aback, "Erm, do you wanna snack?"
Hermione laughed. The Weasleys, forever hungry!
"I'm fine. Go on without me."
Ron, more preoccupied with his rumbling stomach, simply nodded and darted out the door.
Hadn't she risked her life for him time and time again? Hell! She had even went to the Yule Ball with that repulsive Viktor Krum because Harry hadn't asked her.
She would have asked him herself but one thought had kept repeating in her mind.
Did he even like her?
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