Hate That I Love You

*Chapter Two*

Crying and More Crying

Hermione knocked on the brown door and waited stupidly outside, she didn't know what came over her but she felt like she was a stranger to this home, but in fact this was the house she would spend every holiday from Hogwarts. She practically kind of had all her moments here; this was when she learned more everybody, where she learned how to play Quidditch, where she made quick friendship with Ginny and where she felt that she fitted in beautiful with these people. She hadn't noticed that she been out of it for quite a while, she was bought back by the sound of a creak from the door. Mrs Weasley opened the door and saw a quite troubled Hermione; she welcomed her with her famous cuddly motherly hugs, Hermione returned it and she was kissed by everyone on the cheeks and hugged. She didn't even remember why she came here again and what her trouble was.

"About bloody time, Hermione." Said her red headed best friend from Hogwarts, Ron. She ran to him and hugged him and then soon the whole family joined. After being in the embrace for awhile she pulled away and smiled at everyone.

"I am so sorry, for not seeing you guys a lot." She began. "I was starting out in my career and I had to help around the house. But there wasn't a day that I didn't think about you!" They all began to awe and hug her once again.

"Hermione, is that you?" A deep male voice came behind her; she turned around and turned her gaze to the boy-who-lived and Ginny hand in hand. She smiled.

"Yes it is bloody well me." She squealed, she walked up to the pair and hugged them both and then soon let go. Of course they would ask Hermione questions about this and that and Hermione would replied happily, they began to break out in laughter, when Ron bought up the punch she had given Malfoy during third year, Hermione laughed nervously, she didn't want anyone to find out but she knew it was gonna come out anyways.

The family started to disappear, Mrs Weasley in the kitchen preparing dinner for all eight of them, Mr Weasly went back to work, Fred and George out in the yard, joined shortly by Harry and Ron. Hermione and Ginny made their way up to Ginny's bedroom where they had numerous amounts of sleepovers.

Hermione flopped on the chair beside the bookshelf, she sighed and started to look around, and Ginny sat crossed legged on her single bed."So what you been up to lately?" She asked, as he began to paint her nails a dark red. Hermione grabbed a blue and started to paint her toenails,

"Nothing much you?" She lied, as there was so much up, why she was being such a coward about it. It is not like she chose to be married to him and in fact she knew nothing of it.

Ginny blew air on her wet red nails; she looked up at Hermione, "So what was it you wanted to tell me about?" As she went back to the moment when she read the letter and picked out she wanted to tell her something.

"Well." She gulped. "I woke up and I did everything I normally do, but this time it was different." She was interrupted by an impatient Ginny staring at her.

"Hermione spare the details just get to the problem. Please!" She begged, Hermione didn't obliged, actually it was better for her this way, as she didn't have to tell her what she felt and then it could be over and done with.

"Y'know when I owled you, half an hour before I got a letter saying, saying." She paused, she inhaled deeply and exhaled.

"Saying what Mione?" Said an observably pissed off red head, that was urging her friend to just tell what the hell happened, "What the fuck did the letter say Hermione." She frustrated spoke.

"Well apparently the Ministry of Magic sent me a letter saying that I have to marry." Hermione couldn't finish instead she broke into cry. Ginny rushed to her side and comforted her until she stopped. Ginny thought she was calm and asked her again.

"Bad idea!" She muttered. She tried to soothe her, but didn't go well; she only had one thing she could do. She shook Hermione hard, Hermione's head seemed like it could any minute snap of, Ginny didn't speak to her calm, she spoke to her in demand.

"Who do you have to marry? And don't you dare cry!" She yelled, Ginny could see hurt in her friend's brown orbs, she felt guilty but this was the only option she had to get the problem out of her.

"It is Draco Malfoy!" She half sobbed and half yelled, Ginny pulled Hermione into a protective hug, and she whispered comforting words. After a minute of the crying Hermione pulled away and wiped away the tears that were at the verge to fall and then trigger her to cry again. She didn't want Ginny to have to put up with more crying so she stopped for her sake.

"Oh Hermione, I am sorry." She whispered. "But I am sure my dad can do something about it."

Hermione knew that not even Mr Weasley could do anything to stop it; it was typed clearly in the paper.

There is nothing or no one can do to stop this process. So I suggest that you should accept it as this is whom you are going to be wedded to.

"Gin there is nothing we can do, it was stated in the text, apparently the Ministry of Magic think it is a good idea to wed a pureblood and a mudblood. Me and Draco hate each other and I don't see us surviving this marriage. I mean he would always remind me that this doesn't mean I am a pureblood because I am married to one." She pictured her life with Malfoy; the family picture would just be her and Draco side by side and then his parents behind us giving her cold glares.

"There are so many other purebloods and mudbloods why did they have to choose us out of all of them?" She questioned herself.

Ginny stared at Hermione for a second, she knew that this wouldn't change and there was no point of even trying. "So when are you gonna tell the rest?"

Hermione sighed, she was gonna be in for a headache once she told the others about this, and of course she was going to cry no doubt about that and Ron would be outrages and Arthur would assure her that he was going to take it up with them.

And that what exactly happened, but this time Hermione wasn't scared to tell them, actually she got quite use to telling them, as they made her tell it over and over and over again. She plan on staying up late as in one week from today she would be going to her In-laws' manor to get ready for the ceremony. But she did have to visit them at least twice a week so that she could arrange what dress she would buy and so on. And she wasn't looking forward to that, one bit at all.

Mrs Weasley laid out a mattress on the floor in Ginny's bedroom, Ron and Harry came in their night suits and asked Hermione a bunch of question about it.

"Honestly Ron and Harry I would answer but I am too nackered." She complained as she flopped her head in to soft pillow. "Oh guys I was meant to ask you how did you and Ginny get together?"

Ginny blushed as Harry moved to her side and kissed her cheek, "Well Hermione, one day I came over and nobody was in expect Ginny so we just got talking and then suddenly we kissed and it just felt right and then it just took over from there." He said in his short detailed summary.

Hermione felt happy, now her best friends were together, "What about you Ron?" She asked she felt sympathy for him as everyone had one another, even if they didn't get to pick them.

"Oh yeah me and Lavender are going out now." He said proudly.

"For how long?" Asked a curious Harry.

"4 weeks." He answered bursting out with proud.

"Is she a good kisser Ron?" Harry blurted out stupidly, even while his girlfriend was in his lap.

"Harry!" Screeched Ginny, as she got up from his lap and pointed to the door.

"I was kidding." He laughed at his girlfriend who turned the colour of her nail polish.

She just simply pointed at the door, he chuckled and kissed her on the lips unexpectedly, she didn't have much time to remark on it as he simply left the room with Ron.

"Boys!" Ginny sighed.

"Yeah." Said a sleepy Hermione. "Good night Gin."

"Yeah you too Mione." She replied.

And the house was peace and calm like it never was, this was the only time they had to themselves and their thoughts.

Hermione smiled in her dreams as she saw herself in a park with the bird chirping, the trees swaying with the wind and her in a daze and nothing to ruin the moment she was having, but little did she know that her peaceful dream was going to turn into nightmare.