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I won’t cry, I won’t cry… she thought, blinking over and over again. She couldn’t take it. This was just too much. Not only had Ron been extremely nasty for the last days, but now… even worse. Yes, she knew he was angry with her because of a reason she didn’t know about, but she hadn’t imagined that he would go away just to suck off Lavender Brown’s face! This story starts with Ron being an idiot while snogging Lavender, and will take you to the funeral. Chapter three submitted.
Hermione is still hurt. She comes up with a plan, a way to get revenge...
Christmas. Presents. Talking about presents.
Talking to Hagrid and Buckbeak
Hermione goes outside to visit Hagrid and Buck- Witherwings.
"Er – what is a bezoar, Hermione?” he asked uncertainly. “It’s a stone taken from the stomach of a goat,” she said quietly. “It’ll save you from most poisons.” “You don’t – you don’t think someone’s be – been po – poisoned, d – do you?” stuttered Neville. “Let’s hope not,” said Hermione, biting her lip.
Hermione is early up, and hurries to visit a certain redhead in the hospital wing...
"I Love You"
Hermione felt blood rush to her cheeks, and was aware that she was pink now. “Don’t let Lavender hear you saying that,” she said quite calmly. She was later impressed by herself for managing to stay so cool.
Ron and Hermione are in Hogsmeade, trying to Apparate.
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