Shattered hearts and broken paths

Discalimer: Not mine, Sorry, I just like to use other people's characters. I promise, I wont harm them... Much! All these Characters belong to the Brilliant JKR! I take no credit!


When Ron Cheats on Hermione, He not only breaks her heart, but lights a new fire of desire and brings out new levels of desperation. NOT HBP compatible.

This is my first fic, so please review.

“SLAP” Hermione Granger’s hand crashed onto the right side of Ronald Weasley’s face.

“I cannot believe you did that to me Ron, after everything we have been through, you’re a coward, you’re a waste of skin, I cannot believe I let you into my heart as more then a friend, You betrayed me, You betrayed my trust, I never want to see you again!” she screamed in disbelief, and ran out of the Gryffindor common room.

Ron instinctively brought his hand up to his cheek, which still had the burning, tingling sensation from where Hermione had slapped him. He felt awful for cheating on her with Lavender Brown, but Hermione just wasn’t giving him the satisfaction he needed.

Hermione ran straight to the Head Dorms and flung herself on the couch in her common room. “That no good Ronald Weasley, I will make him pay for breaking my heart. And to think! I actually was going to tell him I was ready to sleep with him! What a joke, he can go fuck Lavender, Im through with him.”

She couldn’t understand what was so wrong about her that made Ron want to cheat on her with Lavender Brown. Was Ron just with her out of pity? Or did he really like her to start off, but was getting tired of playing the waiting game to find out when she would move further then hand-jobs and snogging sessions.

“It’s my 7th year and I WILL NOT let that bloke ruin everything I have worked for. I will not be broken by his failed attempt at a relationship. I will show him just how much he is missing out. And when he begs for me to go back to him, I will laugh in his face.” She was pissed off, hurt, heart broken and desperate for a caring companion to comfort her.

“Granger? What in bloody hell are you muttering about down there? I am trying to study.” A cold voice broke the silence of the room. She looked up at the Head boy who was standing on the staircase. A tall figure, looking down over the railing, with
Blond shaggy hair, it looked like he didn’t maintain it, but it had enough structure to the cut that made it look like that’s how he wanted it. Cold gray icy eyes, staring down at her.

“Shut up Malfoy, Can’t you mind your own business for once?” She snarled back.

“Now, now Granger, do play nice, I was only asking what you were muttering about. A proper reply would have been nothing” he said in stern tone.

“Fine Malfoy, I am muttering as you call it about nothing, now sod off and leave me alone”

“Oh don’t get your panties in a bunch Granger, If it was nothing you wouldn’t be so short tempered” he replied, knowing that he was pushing her buttons.

“Don’t you have studying to do Malfoy?” she spat irritably.

“Don’t you have a boyfriend your supposed to be snogging with?” he answered in an equal tone.

“For Fuck Sakes” she said while she got up and started climbing the staircase towards her own room.

~*~

Ron sat explaining why his cheek was swollen and red to Harry who just came in from the library with Ginny.

“I didn’t mean to sleep with Lav, it just kind of happened, and she didn’t stop, and I didn’t want to stop, and it was nice.”

“That doesn’t mean you should have gone through with it, she is our best friend Ron, she has liked you since the second year! You threw her aside like her feelings were nothing, who are you?”

“Harry, you don’t understand. We have been together for a year and its getting boring for me, we havnt even had sex yet, and she just nags about my schoolwork and about me figuring out what I want to be after graduation. With Lav it was an adventure. It was exciting. I just…”

“Ron I do understand, and if you were getting bored don’t you think it would have been best to call it off, it still would have hurt her, but it wouldn’t have made her this devastated.”

“Harry I didn’t think about breaking up with Hermione while Lavender was peeling her clothes off at the time, I didn’t think Lavender would ever just seduce me like she did. I fucked up…”

“Well yah, your good for not thinking.”

“Yah, I know, thanks”

~*~

Hermione sat in her bedroom crying into the pillow. She tried so hard to get to sleep but she couldn’t fall into the darkness of rest. Tears stained her face and soaked the pillow. Muffled cries escaped her lips while she sat broken hearted, wondering if she would ever find a man to love her the way she wanted to be loved.

The blue moonlight danced on the floor through her window, the stars twinkled, it was a clear night, but Hermione’s night was a hurricane getting ready to loose control as time ticked by.

The soft gold and red colors from her room made her feel at ease, but the pain she was feeling in her heart was slowly becoming un bearable and it felt like someone had a grip on her heart and was squeezing, tightening their grip, making it hard for her to breath.

“So this is what a broken heart feels like” she muttered to herself as she stood up to approach the bathroom. She thought maybe a hot shower would help her calm down and get some rest.

With the water set on hot and steam slowly filling the bathroom, which connected her room with Draco Malfoy’s, she slowly stripped out of her damp clothes and stepped into the shower. The water beating off of her body felt good, soothing, she relaxed and stood under the showerhead letting the water beat down onto her.

Slowly lathering her body with soap, she realized she still had the necklace Ron gave her the previous Christmas. At the site of the ruby sapphire on the golden chain she broke into tears again. “Why, why, why?” she asked herself while she slammed her fists up against the wall of the shower.

Her razor fell from its holder and she picked it up and examined the blade to see weather it needed replaced or not, “Nope, still sharp” she said under her breath, and placed the razor back in its holder.

Memories of her and Ron chasing each other around and then tackling one another to the ground, spoiling the tackled with kisses and tickles, laughing at being in love, and wondering around the babbling brook by the burrow over summer rushed through her head.

The day she got her Head Girl badge, her and Ron were sitting at the Burrow discussing what classes they were going to take for the final year at Hogwarts. She screamed in delight when the Hogwarts owl swooped in with Harry, Ginny, Ron and her self’s letters and the list of books they would need.
Molly Weasley made such a fuss about her getting Head Girl and a small celebration was held late that night with members from the Order, and the Weasley clan. Ron was so proud of her, she remembered the hug, and it was the warmest hug she had ever gotten from him.

The thoughts of how happy she was over the summer of her 5th year going into the 6th when Ron finally admitted his feelings for her sent her too the moon. The 6th year was full of heated snogging sessions and public affection, and now the beginning of their 7th year he cheats on her!

The thought sent her silent crying into loud sobs. She turned off the water and wrapped her body in a towel while moving towards the mirror to take a look at her reflection.

“Granger what in bloody hell are you crying about?” the door flew open and Draco stepped in wearing nothing but green boxer shorts.

“MALFOY!” she screamed “Didn’t you hear the bloody water running? Don’t you know how to knock?”

“I couldn’t hear the water running over your blubbering, now tell me, what has the Head girl so fucking upset that her cries and mutters have disturbed my studying for the second time tonight?” he spat quietly looking her body up and down. *Geeze, Granger has quiet a body on her* he thought to himself quietly.

“Sod off Malfoy! Get out!” she screamed and pointed in the direction of his room.

“Not until you tell me what has you so distraught” he said staring at her cleavage, as the towel was slowly starting to slip down her body.

“Why would it matter to you Malfoy? Im just a mudblood!” she spat and turned around to leave the bathroom.

“It matters to me, Hermione, because we have to work together, and I don’t want to work with a witch at the end of her ropes ready to explode and knock me in the jaw again.” He said solemnly.

“Or your just trying to be a nosy little ferret and weasel your way into my life to mock me and have another thing to make fun of me about” she said quietly stepping towards her room.

“Hermione, stop, We are Head boy and girl, we need to push aside our differences, I am trying to change, and I want to help you, now can you please just tell me what has you so upset?”

“Malfoy, Yes we are head boy and girl, and yes we must work together, but that does not mean we have to be friends.”

“Fine, but I was just trying to help” he said and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

Hermione ripped off the sapphire necklace from around her neck and tossed it on the counter, pulled her hair up into a messy ponytail and retreated back into her room, put on some silk black shorts and a black cotton camisole and crawled into bed to try and get to sleep.

“I cheated on you…” echoed through her head all night, sleep did not come. After 2 hours of trying to fall asleep she caved in and opened her bedside table drawer and pulled out a bottle of apo-amitriptyline, “These should help” she said while opening the bottle and taking two of the small blue pills into her hand.

After half an hour she drifted off into a dreamless sleep.