Chapter 22: Goodbye

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"Hermione!". My eyes fluttered open. Ginny stood over me. "are you okay?"

"what's going on? Where am I?"

"we, we were talking with McGonagall about the breakout and you, you collapsed" she eased me up". I was on the floor of her office. My head hurt immensely.

"when did I get here?"

"wow, Mione, you must have hit your head pretty hard" she laughed.

"when did you get here?"

"I've been here all Christmas" Ginny was so confused, she offered me her hand "I think you need to lie down". I felt funny, like there was a piece of me missing, something that wasn't entirely right. "come on, let's get you something to eat".

It was late afternoon when I staggered back to my room. But it wasn't the Gryffindor door tower. It was closer to the Slytherin common room. "how long have I been in this room for?"

"honestly Hermione" Ginny exclaimed as she walked me back "all term!". When we walked into the apartment my things were everywhere. Clothes, books, homework. But still something wasn't right. "night" she called before leaving.

"Gin" she shut the door. It was cold. No happiness. No life. I walked around trying to remember something. Anything. I had fought with Ron. After that, everything was fuzzy. It was late afternoon. I was so tired. I climbed into bed and surrendered to the dark.

I shot upwards in the bed again. For the fifth time that night. I gave up. I couldn't sleep. Why? I didn't know. I refiled through the drawers, looking for, I don't what. I found a black jumper I didn't recognise. It must have been Ginny's. I slipped it on and sat by the window. I was empty but I didn't know why.

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The term went by in a flash. NEWT's were coming, graduation, the future. It hadn't come without its challenges. I didn't sleep, the nightmares got worse as the days dragged on. They had stopped once. I didn't remember when. Ron and Harry came to visit sometimes. They spent most of their days hunting for Lucius Malfoy. Draco had a disappeared. He had been in Hogwarts but then he wasn't. I couldn't remember why he left. He was probably helping his father. It wouldn't surprise me. Ron tried to make it up with me after our fight. I didn't take any of it. We were civil but nothing more. Harry and Ginny got engaged. Ginny was over the moon. I was so happy for the, they deserved it, the happiness. "post" I said one morning in mid-March when the owls flooded into the hall dropping post and papers. Ginny opened hers. I went back to my toast.

"Merlin's beard" she exclaimed.

"what is it?"

"this has to be a prank"

"Ginny" I waved at her; she didn't move her head from the letter.

"I mean, it has to be"

"Ginny!"

"the HolyHead Harpies, they want me to trail for the team, they're sending scouts to see us play on Saturday" she was frozen, in fear of excitement, I hadn't yet decided which.

"Gin, that's amazing!" I jumped up to hug her across the table.

"wow, this is a dream come true"

"I'm so happy for you". Good news, that's what I needed. I needed to know that everyone else was happy. I felt like I wasn't living. Like I was watching someone else live my life for me. I couldn't figure out what was missing from my memory. It got worse and worse. I didn't sleep. I stopped eating. I didn't talk to anyone. I found myself on the top of the Astronomy Tower one night, it was late. The spring breeze finally starting to grow warmer.

Nothing was working, everything was falling apart, and I couldn't remember why. Ginny and Harry were happy. Everyone was finally all healed up, they didn't need me anymore. One leg over. They were okay. They were happier without me. Other leg over. It hurt so much. Everything hurt. I was tired, so exhausted, so done. I didn't want to do this anymore. I didn't want to fight. Arms start shaking. I didn't want to be here anymore. I didn't want this life anymore. Tears start falling. I didn't want to be alive. "Goodbye"


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