Confessions of a Granger

Chapter Thirteen: Break

Hermione's POV:

Honestly, I deserved Ginny's words. I didn't go to the Owlery when I was supposed to. So now, I'm lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling guilty and rude at the same time. I don't want to stand him up, but I don't want to break Ronald in two. I sit up and swing my legs over the side of my bed and then I pull them back under me, rocking back and forth, softly murmuring to myself. I look at the clock. Twelve thirty in the morning. Still dark out. I lay down and roll over in bed. Rain pours down outside my window.

I pull up the covers. I cling to them, and I feel tears fall out of my eyes. Silently, I let them run down my face. I dont know why I'm crying, but I am, and I just let it happen.

"I'm sorry." I hear a timid voice beside me. I roll over and see Ginny staring at me from her bed. I wipe my face, and respond quietly.

"It's alright." She shakes her head no.

"You really like him. I shouldn't tell you who to be with. Go. I know you were supposed to meet him." I roll over and clutch my blankets.

"No." I shouldn't cheat on my boyfriend, even if I don't love him the way he wants me to. I feel a weight on my chest, and my breathing becomes heavy. Before I can gather what is happening, I start blacking out. I roll over again, clutching at my chest and fall on the floor.

I hear my heartbeat in my ears and hear someone yell my name, and then tell someone else to go get Madam Pomfrey. I see hazy red hair and I can barely breathe. I'm fighting for every breath. Everything goes black, and I swear I am floating now.

A/N: I figure I owe you all an update, especially since

A ) I haven't updated in WEEKS

and

B ) I'm going to be traveling out of country and I will have NO chance of updating, so I'm trying to update EVERYTHING now. Real fun. Not really. I need my sleep. Ugh.

BTW: Hermione's not dead. She's just had some.... developments in her health.