Hermione’s hand was aching after an hour’s work of scribbling and re-writing. Finally she had the list! She had never realised how big this problem was until now. Her problem was seven. Seven men in the last seven months! It had suddenly caught up on Hermione.
In order of occurrence:
1. Ron Weasley (but he fucked me around)
2. George Weasley (but he was too jealous)
3. Fred Weasley (but he wouldn’t put out, until I made him)
4. Percy Weasley (but he was a workaholic)
5. Charlie Weasley (but he wasn’t bothered)
6. Bill Weasley (but he wanted too much)
This was it, seven people whom she had all genuinely felt something for; it just was unfortunate that they were all in the same family. Hermione Granger was not a bad person as I said, but she did have her flaws as many do, her flaw more fatal than others. She decided this would be a good time to let Ron and Harry know that she was starting fresh so she picked up some floo powder, stepped into the grate and shouted “number Twelve Grimmuald Place” and she vanished into a lick of green flames.
After shortness of breath and her chest feeling tightly compact she arrived in the grate in the kitchen. Ron and Harry were sitting at the dinner table with Ginny.
“What the bloody hell are you doing here?” Ron asked, standing up from pea soup.
“Ron, don’t get mad!” Hermione said taking a step back and nearly falling into the grate. Ron’s cheeks went as flaming red as his hair
“We don’t want you here Hermione! You’ve… You’ve… Fucked everything up!”
“I know that Ron and I’m sorry, really I am, to all of you! But I came here to tell you that I’m getting help. I’m seeing a shrink at my college, if you care,” There was a silence, Hermione looked around the room and wanted someone to say something before this got even more painful. Harry was fiddling with his nail, Ron was looking down at his mushy soup and Ginny was showing Hermione a blank face, “can someone please say something…”
Harry opened his mouth, “Wow…” he said looking dazed, “Hermione I would have thought you were the last person to see a shrink,” Hermione looked around and realise that she should explain before she was some sort of saint
“I got nominated by the janitor at my university to see a shrink, he was worried about me because… well… No one really talks to me,”
“Karma,” Ginny whispered under her breath and Ron jabbed her in the leg
“Basically what I’ve come here to say is that I’m sorry –,”
“It took you that long!?” Ginny exclaimed
“I wanted to give you space!” Hermione fought back
“Damn right cos I sure as hell don’t want to speak to you!” Ginny got up from her chair and stormed out of the room
“Ginny!” Hermione called after her but the door was slammed in her face
“She’ll come round Hermione,” Harry said comfortingly, “Sit down? Would you like some soup?”
Hermione peered over Harry’s shoulder and stared straight into the green muck
“How about I make something else?” Hermione asked, “I know you lot don’t really cook,” she said mixing the lumpy mixture around
“That would be great,” Ron smiled
“Think of it as a way of starting to make things up to you,” She smiled and got out ingredients to make five lasagnes.
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Ron and Hermione roared with laughter.
“And… and…” Harry panted through short breaths, “Remember when…” but Harry could not contain his giggles, “Remember when Fred and George put puking pastels in Filtch’s coffee and he spewed up all over Malfoy!” Once again Hermione and Ron nearly wet themselves.
“It still sounds as funny as it did when Fred and George told us in the common room!” Hermione giggled and soon the laughter died away and was replaced with an awkward silence.
“I better go see Ginny…” Harry said and left Ron and Hermione alone together.
They sat opposite each other for a while and smiled to themselves. It was a while before either of them said anything.
“Ron, I’m sorry…” Hermione whispered. Ron grabbed her hand and stroked it
“I know…” he smiled, “It’s been hard but you did wrong and you know that…”
“I know, I know. And if there is anything I can do to help you or Harry or even Ginny then I will do it!”
“The thing with Ginny is, she’s not being like this because she hates you, she’s being like this because she loves you too much to see you destroy yourself, and yeah okay she proberly hates you a bit for you fucking around,”
“Don’t!” Hermione exclaimed, “It’s too embarrassing; it makes me want to cry,” Hermione said putting her hands over her face. Ron pulled one of her hands down and held it in his.
“Hermione, you are not perfect, no matter how much to try, you will never be perfect. We are humans and humans make mistakes, why? Because they’ve not learnt yet. You need to learn about this, this is a lesson and if it means loosing friends then so be it. But true friends will forgive you okay?” Ron said wisely. Hermione smiled gratefully, “So why don’t you tell me what happened?”
“Oh where to start!” Hermione giggled.
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