Once more, I do not own anything that is involved with the Harry Potter series. To most of you my story may seem like a lot of other stories. You may be right, I honestly don't know. I do not really read Harry Potter on this website. I like the more grown up stories. Which I do not advise you all to read unless you are at the age of 18 or older. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

~Normal POV~

With a heavy and confused heart Hermione joined everyone for dinner. When she sat down at the table she shocked a few people by sitting at the opposite end of Harry and Ron. The two didn't notice this, as they were in a deep conversation about quidditch.

After what seemed like hours for Hermione, in all actuality it was a few minutes, she finally rose from the dinner table. When she rose she didn't see that Remus was secretly watching her, and so he saw that not only did she looked depressed, but he also that she didn't eat very much of her dinner.

Once she put her plate in the sink she headed back to the library. She was so deep in her thoughts that she didn't realize that she was followed.

"Hermione, is something wrong? You seemed down at dinner." Her follower asked while sitting next to her on the couch.

"Oh Remus, I don't know what to do. I overheard something terrible." She muttered while looking at him with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"What do you mean Mione? You can tell me anything, you know that." He told her while looking directly in her eyes, seeing all of the pain and anger hidden there.

"You want to know what's wrong with me Remus? Do you really want to know what tore my heart so bad that I just want to leave and not come back? Well, let me tell you this. I just found out that those who I hold dear to me don't feel the same way." Hermione cried out while putting her head on his shoulder and cried her eyes out.

"Oh Mione. I'm sure your mistaken. Nobody here would hurt you, your to important to us. Without you we wouldn't be partially close to defeating the death eaters." Remus told her, not noticing the anger and hatred in her eyes.

"Is that how you really feel Lupin? That I imaged hearing the people I considered my best friends turn their backs on me. Well, you just helped me see things very clearly Lupin." She growled while pushing him away from her and standing up.

With one final glare pointing to him she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room. Pushing anyone that was in her way to the side. Her mind was going in so many directions as she stormed up to her room in Grimmauld Place.

As she reached the room that she shared with Ginny she heard the boys, Harry and Ron, calling for her as they raced up the stairs. Still angry and upset with them she shot them an angry look while entering the bedroom, slamming the door in their confused faces.

To my loyal readers. I am sorry that this chapter is so short. Right now it is 1:33 in the morning and I am dead tired. I wrote this short chapter because it popped into my head. So please R&R for me. Please and thanks! =D