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You've turned my world into a dark and lonely place
Like a planet lost in space, my light is fadin'
I'd cross the universe to be right where you are
But I'm right in your backyard
And I might as well be on Mars
Might As Well Be On Mars-Alice Cooper
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Hermione returned to find the room arranged to the plans she had drawn up earlier, and all of the furniture transfigured just the way she'd wanted it. She tipped from the room and descended to the kitchen, where Mrs. Weasley was assigning the House Elves to specific duties so she could do the cooking. While Hermione was against having House Elves, Sirius assured her that they would be paid.
"Hello, Hermione!" Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully, not quite noticing Hermione's red-rimmed eyes. "Why don't you go into the dining room and take a seat at the table? Supper should be ready in just a few moments."
Hermione thanked Mrs. Weasley and entered the dining room. Almost everyone was at the table. It was then she realised that she didn't really want to see anyone. She felt as if everyone could see exactly what was on her mind. She felt as if they all knew that she had began blubbering like a child over Ron. Even she knew she was better than that. She heaved a sigh and took a seat in between Sirius and Harry.
"You alright, dollface?" Sirius asked her. She noticed Ron's eyes flicker from his conversation with Neville to her face and back to Neville.
Hermione nodded mindlessly, staring at the wall. There Ron was, right there, right across the table from her, and she couldn't say anything to him. She couldn't tell him she loved him. She couldn't even hold his hand.
It was as if she didn't even exist to him anymore. She didn't make any difference to his world.
She didn't eat her dinner. She couldn't even concentrate hard enough to remember how to bring food to her mouth.
Sirius tried to convince her to eat, but Ron didn't. It didn't make any difference to him if she ate or not.
Her heart felt heavy and sad. After everyone left, Hermione took a long bath, lying there until the water had turned cold. She eventually climbed out of the bathtub and wrapped her freezing body in a towel. Then she blindly made her way to her bedroom and laid on top of the comforter, wrapped in nothing but a towel, her wet hair soaking the pillow and making her even colder than she was originally. She fell asleep.
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Sirius didn't like seeing Hermione so upset. He had a sneaking suspicion he knew what she was sad about. He knew it hadn't been a very good idea allowing her and Ron to be alone in that room all afternoon, especially not after she'd been whimpering Ron's name in her sleep just the night before. He sighed when he saw her on the bed, curled up and shivering. He aimed his wand and she was dry and dressed. Then he, by hand, removed her gently from the blanket and pulled it tightly around her.
Sirius then changed and found a book in the library, sitting in his recliner where he knew he'd be sleeping that night.
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