"I'm sorry,"

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I'm writing in Hermione's perspective from now on. Zoe

"Ronald," I gritted my teeth.

He had a face of remorse. Before he could say anything, Ginny yelled at him.

"What the hell is wrong with you Ron!"

"I," he stuttered.

Ginny got her wand and pointed it at him.

"Tell me why," she threatened.

"Ginny," Ron started.

"Speak," she demanded.

"I called her that because," he started.

"I couldn't think of anything else," he finished.

Ginny glared at her brother as Harry had to hold her back. Tears started falling down my face. She looked at me as if permission to hurt him. I replied.

"Go ahead Gin,"

"Expelliarmus," She shouted, and Ron fell to the ground.

I walked over to his face.

"We're over Ronald."

"Hermione," he started.

"I'll take him back," Harry volunteered.

Harry disapperated with Ron to The Burrow.

I ran outside and began to run down the street until my legs gave out. How could he do this to me? I thought he loved me, he said he did. Thoughts keep consuming my mind, that I didn't realize a pair of arms rap around me.

I hugged them back, crying into their shoulder. I eventually regained composure.

"Thanks Gin," I muttered.

"Who said I was Ginny?" I heard the voice ask.

I looked up at the stranger, to see it was none other than Draco Malfoy.

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