Chapter 2 ~So Small~
Hermione opened her eyes for the first true time the next day, her head was throbbing and she couldn't see straight very well. Looking around, she nearly threw up, but managed not to as she discovered she was in the middle of the girl's dormitory. Putting her head back on the pillow, she thought that someone must have carried her here, but whom? She closed her eyes and tried to remember what had happened. She vaguely remembered meeting Draco in the three broomsticks, and she sort of knew that he had asked her to have sex with him. She closed her eyes as pain flooded her head again, and remembered someone carrying her away, but that had seemed like a dream at first.
Sitting up, she stumbled over to her trunk and pulled out a potion, to help her with her headache for the time being. Next she pulled herself out of the clothes that she was wearing the day before, and changed into a simple t-shirt and a pair of sweats. Laying back on her bed she closed her eyes, trying to ignore the subsiding pain and get some more sleep. Then she remembered, the most important part of what had happened, she had broken up with Draco. Tears started to well up in her eyes, and she tried to comfort herself. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't possibly fill in the void of her stomach. She hated herself for what she had did, and even though it was herself who broke it off it still was hard on her.
A soft nock came to the door, and Hermione's head shot up from the bed. "Coming," She said as loud as she could, and she pulled on her slippers and a robe. Walking over to the door, Hermione tried to get her feelings in check, so she wouldn't break down. Then, after wiping the last tears from her face, she opened the door and stood in shock. For right outside, there was a spitting image of Hermione standing, smiling a warm smile. "What?" Hermione asked looking back to her bed, she was sure that she wasn't dead or anything.
The spirit smiled at her and extended a hand, as if wanting Hermione to follow her. "What's going on?" Hermione asked slightly scared.
The spirit shook her head, and extended her hand farther so it was right in front of Hermione. Hermione didn't know what to do, she had never been visited by a spirit before, especially one that looked just like her. The spirit looked at her with soft eyes and continued to smile her gentle smile, and, Hermione didn't know why, she put her hand into the spirit's. "This makes no sense," Hermione said trying to figure out what exactly was happening, "I shouldn't be able to grab your hand like this, you aren't made up of matter."
The spirit looked to the sky and opened her mouth as if she was laughing, but no noise came from her mouth. Looking back to Hermione the spirit wet her lips and said in a wispy voice, "Trust me." Hermione felt a chill run through her body, and she had the sudden urge to let go of the spirit's "hand", but she couldn't. Shaking her head again, the spirit turned right around and started to lead Hermione out of the dormitory, and out of the common room. Hermione closed her eyes, and decided to go with it…for now. Suddenly a ghostly music filled the air to an interesting tune, and Hermione opened her eyes as the spirit started to sing.
What you got if you ain't got love?
The kind that you just wanna give away
"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked as the stepped out of the portrait to the hallway, "I had love to give away, but I just couldn't suck it up and…" The spirit stopped her by putting a finger to Hermione's lips as she continued.
It's okay to open up
Go ahead and let the light shine through
"I tried," Hermione said feeling the tears starting to flow from her eyes again, "but it wasn't enough for him."
The spirit simply nodded and started to lightly pull Hermione down the hallway and to the stairs, continuing.
I know it's hard on a rainy day
You wanna shut the world out
And just be left alone
"Do you know?" Hermione asked.
The spirit nodded as she led Hermione down the stairs to the bottom floor. "Then why don't you just leave me alone?" Hermione asked once again.
But don't run out on your faith
"Why not?" Hermione asked, "They never work out. I never will find someone who loves me for me." The spirit sighed as she rested her hands on the great oak doors and said simply again, "Trust me." Nodding to Hermione, the spirit pushed open the door singing.
'Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
"I highly doubt that," Hermione said being as she continued to be pulled along by her spirit.
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands
Hermione shook her head and said, "What is it then? Is it craziness, because I already accepted that when my soul was being dragged along by a spirit." The spirit sighed without any sound, and pulled her to the grounds. "Yeah I know," Hermione mumbled, "Trust me?" The spirit nodded.
And when you figure out
Love is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else
Seem so small
Hermione looked away and noticed something, time was standing still. People were on the court yard, but they weren't moving. Hermione looked from one face to another, from the preps talking and giggling, to her ex laughing with some of his friends, his arm around a new girl. Hermione's heart fell, so that is all a girl was to him? A tool? Looking back at the spirit, she realized they had stopped moving, a few feet from Draco.
It's so easy to get lost inside
A problem that seems so big at the time
It's like a river that's so wide
It swallows you whole
"I can't do this," Hermione said, the tears now flowing down her face, "Please stop this."
The spirit shook her head and wiped a tear from Hermione's face and sang.
While you're sitting around thinking 'bout what you can't change
And worrying about all the wrong things
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked, "Are you saying that I broke up with him for a reason?" The spirit closed her eyes and released a breath. "What is it?" Hermione begged, "I can't just stop loving him."
Time's flying by, moving so fast
You better make it count 'cause you can't get it back
"Don't you think I know that?" Hermione said now on the ground sobbing. The spirit shook her head and knelt down beside her and sang.
Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands
Hermione felt her hand being pulled upwards and as she looked up she saw the spirit hovering a few feet above her. "What?" Hermione said confused and still upset. The spirit smiled and firmly tugged on her hand. Hermione felt another chill go through her body as she was lifted up by the spirit into the air.
Oh, and when you figure out
Love is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else
Seem so small!
"Oh my god," Hermione said seeing the ground getting smaller as they flew toward the tower and into the Gryffindor tower. "What are we doing?" Hermione asked as her feet touched the floor in a dormitory she had visited a few times, the Gryffindor boy's dormitory. The spirit nodded as if she knew what she was thinking, and led her to a bed where the curtains were drawn around it. Hermione, still confused couldn't gather enough words together to make a new question, as the spirit led her into the drawn curtain bed.
Sometimes that mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
And what you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands
Hermione felt her breathing increase as she looked around, "Is this the end?" The spirit nodded as she led Hermione onto the bed. Laying her down on it, her spirit whispered into her ear.
And then you figure out
Love is all that matters after all
It sure makes everything else
Oh, it sure makes everything else
Seem so small
Hermione eyes drooped down farther, but she didn't want to sleep. A light pressure was put on her forehead. Somehow managing to keep her eyes open, she saw the spirit laying a soft kiss on her forehead. Then that was it Hermione couldn't do it any longer, and she let her mind go.
A sharp pain hit her head, like a sledgehammer, and Hermione's eyes flew open in shock. "Hermione?" A voice asked from beside her. Looking over she half expected to see the spirit again, but instead it was actually Ron. "Glad to see that you are awake," He said smiling.
"How did I get here," Hermione asked her words sounding like they were turned up to max volume.
"Well when me and Lavender left The Three Broomsticks, we thought you would flutter in and out of consciousness and sober you up in between those. But when you didn't we decided that it would be better for you if we just take you back, well Lav wasn't two happy about that, but you know she'll get over it," Ron said smiling.
Hermione laughed, and felt something strange build up inside her heart. It felt warm, but happy, and she only felt this one other time in her life…when she was dating Draco. This time though it seemed more…she didn't know how to describe it except more. Sighing she laid her head back on the pillow and Ron said, "You are probably tired, I'll leave you for now."
"Night Ron," Hermione slurred out, now knowing, sort of what the spirit was talking about.
A/N: Hey y'all I know right it has been forever since I updated this story, but I had sever writer's block and couldn't get a song. Same excuse for Hermione's Choice and The new Cullen. But if you can find it in your heart's to forgive me then I might be able to get up another chappie soon. Well that's all for now so….
BLACK OUT!!!
Connor A. Lupin ;D
