Over You

My heart has been broken once before, but never like what I feel now. I thought I was in "love" with him, but what is love? A twisted game people find amusing. That's what is it! It's rubbish; it's a stupid little thing that you can never have solid proof of being real. What am I saying? I used to think it was some sort of miracle! The mind needs to come with some sort of manual. I feel like breaking everything in sight, shredding up all the wonderful books I own. Messing up all the chances I've ever had to love and be loved is one thing, but too not mess it up and go through with it-

What am I talking about? I have my friends who still love me for me, yes I've lost one to a romance that failed, but I still have Ginny, Luna, Harry, Neville, and.. yeah ,but they aren't comfort enough for my heart. He still has pieces with him, hidden in his pockets that he loses like trash. I'm sounding so pathetic ,but I'm still crying from the loss of him. I could make an endless list of things that I loved about our relationship, it worked perfect. All the good times we had together, even before we started dating. How wonderfully lit up his face was when Gryffindor's had won the Qudditch Cup in our fifth year. How he made me that much braver in our first year for sacrificing himself.

Then we kissed for the very first time, I don't know how that happened ,but it seemed like a perfect miracle. To some it had been obvious he had had a crush on me since the first day we meet. I guess I just remained oblivious of it until we kissed.

"Hallo, Hermione, you all right there," Harry says comfortingly, sitting down beside me.

"Fine," I sigh, the tears are gone from my eyes ,but I now I feel hollow.

"I just want to say, you deserve better." Harry is trying to smile but it comes out as a grimace, he hates seeing people cry especially me knowing it over him.

"Thanks." I look over his shoulder to see Lavender entertaining a large group of people. The fireplace is brightly lit by a large, playful fire. He's over in a corner finishing one of the essays we were assigned this week.

"Ron was a jerk, he doesn't know how to-"

"To what?"

"You know, never mind, it's stupid."

"Ok," I sigh not wanting to plead for him to tell me. Finally looking him in the eye, I see pity, sadness, I know he misses the days when we were a trio. The terrible trio they called up ,but the game caught hold off our hearts and tugged until we gave in.

"Hey, you ok?" Ginny sits down on the other side of me.

"Fine, I'm fine ok."

"We're just worried about you Herm," Neville says sitting down on the other side Harry.

"I know, I know, I guess I have been a bit quiet."

"Unnaturally," Harry says trying to make me smile, I manage a smirk.

"Yeah, you haven't said a thing about spew for a week," Ginny ads hoping to get more then a smirk.

"S.P.E.W. Gin, honestly, you would be the one to mention it."

"Your hair seems bushier than usual," Harry says amused.

"Thanks for the complement ,Harry." I punch him playfully in the arm.

"What are friends for?" That makes me smile, I guess they can help me get over him or at least make me smile. I give him a hug, he's stunned for a moment then hugs me back kissing me on my forehead in a friend to friend way. Then I turn to my left and hug Ginny. I lean across the desk and since I can't reach Neville to hug him, I kiss him on the cheek.

"Thanks you guys, I don't know how I'd get through this without you."

"I repeat," Harry starts.

"That's what friends are for," they all say in unison leaving Harry staring at them blankly.

"Hold that thought, I have to do something." I stand up and walk over to Ron's table. "Ron?" He looks up at me, the fire dancing in his blue eyes. Looking wildly around to see if it is some prank that I am talking to him. "Ron?"

"Yes," he chokes out, he knows he broke my heart ,but what he didn't know and I didn't know until now was that I had a bodyguard.

"Thanks," I say then hug him and kiss him lightly on the cheek. He stares into my eyes bewildered that I'd do such a thing. I smile, "See you around."

"Uh, Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry , I never meant to hurt you."

"No one ever does. Have you ever heard the quote 'It's better to loved and lost then not to be loved at all'?"

"No."

"I don't get it, I've loved and lost ,but I'm still loved. I guess they're exempting friends."

"Guess so."

"You need any help with that?"

"Sure." I sat down beside him and helped him with his homework within five minutes the others had joined us. The terrible trio is back!