The rest on the week pasted, every thing was normal. The sky was gray and cloudy, a strom was about to happen,but Quidditch must go on.
Gryffindor against Hufflepuff.
The match would take only a few minutes against Hufflepuff, the Hufflepuffs are to nice and caring so it will be pretty easy to beat them. Right?
Wrong, the match took longer then expected.
"Oh number 1 has the quaffle oh and he made the shot making Hufflepuff in the lead. 60 to 50, Gryffindor needs to make another goal or catch the snitch to be a head," Luna boomed in her dreamy voice.
Hermione was dying, her lungs were slowly giving way and her sides hurt, it felt like swords were poking her side, but she must finish the game.
"Number 6 has the quaffle she past it to 21 who scored making Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tied," Luna said making the Gryffindors in the stands cheer.
She can't do it she feels sick. Hermione pull her broom down, flying down to the grass. Madam Hooch blew her whistle, pausing the game.
"Oh no that's my friend, I need to go Professor," Luna said from the Professor stand.
Both teams flu to the ground and crowded around Hermione. She felt like throwing up. Madam Pomfrey pushed though the crowd and was by Hermione's side, she put the back of her hand on Hermione's head and it was burning.
"Oh dear," Madam Pomfrey said while putting Hermione's right arm around her shoulder, trying to carry her out of the pitch.
"What is it Madam?" Harry asked helping her with Hermione.
Hermione head was spinning and she felt like she need to sit down or sleep. She slowly closed her eyes, but Harry shook her up. It didn't work, she already blacked out.
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"Ha you think that I can be friends with a Gryffindor think again, Granger," a young blonde boy said to a young Hermione.
They were both in a empty classroom, second week at Hogwarts and she lost a friend, because she is a Gryffindor.
"You know what! I don't want to be your friend,because of the promise you broke!" Hermione yelled back making the blonde boy jump.
"You are so stupid a Slytherin and Gryffindor can't be friends," young Draco said with a smirk.
"At least I'm not stupid like you," Hermione said with her arms crossed.
"I am not stupid!"
"Oh really!?"
"I shouldn't be wasting my time with your kind."
"Oh am I some type of creature now?!"
"Well you are certainly not a human if you're a Gryffindor."
"How dare you," with that Hermione left the classroom.
She wiped a tear off her face and walked down the hall to the library. She doesn't need friends, she has her books and they will always comfort her and make her feel happy.
She entered and ran her finger down each spin of a book. One book caught her eye a thick book with 'Hogwarts: A History printed on it. She smiled to herself, never to late to read. So she grabbed the book off the shelf and walked to a table.
She opened to the first page and began to read.
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"Hermi, walk up," a familiar voice said then a cold hand touched her's.
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The Dying Flower
Fanfiction"I'm not good enough for you" "Neither am I" Hermione Granger, may not just be clever and beautiful, but she also has a secret and if someone found out it will make her whole world drown into the black waters of lies and when her world is gone then...
