AN1: Yay!! I'm over the hill! Lol. Or just on the hill!

Disclaimer: Seriously? Must I repeat myself? I don't own Harry Potter!

NOTE: Athenarena, the chapter you requested me to write is next! I promise!! I just had to get this out first! I'm sorry.

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She had told Ginny that she was okay. She had TOLD her, to her face, that she was pretty much okay. That she was over him. That she didn't like him anymore. So why did she hurt so badly? It's not like she and Draco had ever or would ever have dated anyway. It was just a crush; a silly little crush. Hermione had figured it wouldn't have amounted to anything anyway. I mean, why would Draco ever go for someone like her?

Hermione considered herself boring. Bookish. A destined spinster with nobody but Crookshanks by her side. Yeah, it bothered her, but she'd come to accept it.

So then why the hell did her heart hurt so much?

Why did she feel as if Ginny had betrayed her?

Easy. She had told Ginny—at lunch! That same day!—that she didn't like Draco anymore. That she was over him. And Ginny acted completely nonchalant. And yet Luna—thank Merlin for Luna—told Hermione that Ginny was pretty much letting Draco feel her up in Divination. Divination was the class right after lunch! Right after it. It hadn't even been two hours—probably not even one—since Hermione had told Ginny that she didn't really like Draco.

The exact conversation at lunch went like this:

"Hey Hermione, do you still like Draco?"

"No. I don't think so."

She had said that she didn't THINK so. THINK! That didn't necessarily mean that she still didn't! Hermione replayed the conversation over and over again in her mind. It didn't make sense. Unless...

Unless Ginny had asked Hermione BECAUSE she was starting to like Draco and just wanted to make sure that Hermione still didn't. Well at least she had some decency left to ask. But not enough to wait awhile before becoming a two-faced, lying skank and letting him feel her up! Ginny probably thought that Hermione would never find out. So then that would make it okay. Well it wasn't okay. Not at all.

But little did Ginny know that Luna was Hermione's best friend. Luna had Divination with Draco and with Ginny and she saw their flirty exchanges. Luna, being the good, and non-crush stealing friend that she was, told Hermione what was going on.

If Draco and Ginny did start to date, Hermione didn't know what she would do with herself. Certainly she'd be happy...outwardly. But inside, she'd be crying. Just thinking about the two of them together was starting to make her tear up.

But why?!?

She's told herself that she doesn't still like Draco. And she's managed to convince herself that she doesn't. But does she? Maybe it's just the wound of having her best friend move in on her crush (that had been steadily gaining a bigger place in her mind and heart since December, and it was March!)—after she had gone against her better judgment and told her in the first place—not even two hours after she had decided that she didn't like him anymore. Yeah, that was going to sting.

And the worst part was that when Luna started to date Harry after Harry and Ginny had had this huge fight and had broken up, Luna waited a month before going out with Harry. A month. And yet, to this day, Ginny still complains about that; to Hermione of course, not to Luna. So is it too much for Hermione to ask that Ginny extends the same courtesy? To wait at least a month before moving in on someone that Hermione isn't completely over?

Seriously? Is that too much to ask? Too much to expect of a best friend?

But at this point, it didn't matter. What happened yesterday had already happened and it couldn't be changed. If Ginny wanted to trust her heart to a major flirt then so be it. And, Hermione thought vindictively, if they do go out and he cheats on her, then I am still going to kick his scrawny ass to Bulgaria.

With a sad smile, more like a grimace than anything else, Hermione wiped away the traces of tears that had made their way down her face and got out of her four-poster bed.

It was a new day.

Time for a new start.

Maybe today she could finally forget and finally move on.

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AN2: As much of a rambling, non-sensical piece of crap this chapter may be, it still deserves reviews!!!!! Please?! Some nice reviews would really make me smile right now.

Lovelove, Amanda