A/N: Hey everyone, sorry for the long wait, but I've had a lot on my mind lately, with school and homework, plus I've go the flu. Ugh, life sucks. And for all you Draco/Hermione shippers out there, I started writing a new dreamfic called "Let's Get Physical!" (I know, I know… no pun intended…) featuring the two of them as the main pairing. My artist, accolay, wanted a certain side pairing in there, so I warn you, it probably will contain a small amount of slash. Anyways, look out for that in a few weeks. And, I think ill start a joint deviant art account with my artist so you all can see the beautiful illustrations she's drawn for me! Yay! Look out for that later on too. Anyways, I still took time out from my busy schedule to update for you! R&R! Reviewer responses and snippets at the end! Oh yea, and mild language in this chapter, for those of you who care. (I don't know why you would, as you know you're reading a rated M fic and there will be a lot more "explicit" content in chappies to come… lol….)


Heavy Heartbreak Chap. 2, More to the Truth

No. This cannot be happening. It's all a mistake. I imagined it. Yeah, that's right, I imagined it," Hermione thought as she turned and ran from the scene in the hallway.

She had no idea where she was going, and though in her mind she had convinced herself that somehow what she had just seen was not real, Hermione could not stop the tears from falling. They kept coming up, and no matter what she did, she could not stem their flow. Her comforting thoughts did nothing for the pain in her heart, which somehow knew - deep, deep down - that the image she had just witnessed was, in fact, real.

Ron was snogging Pansy Parkinson.

Her boyfriend was snogging someone else.

The truth hit her like a big yellow school bus, breaking her heart in the process.

"Ron cheated on me!" she whispered under her breath.

She was so distracted with her thoughts that she didn't notice that she had run into the girls' bathroom and right through Moaning Myrtle, who had overheard what Hermione had just said.

"Really?" asked Moaning Myrtle.

"Huh?" said Hermione, who was unaware that she was not alone until moaning Myrtle spoke up. Hermione was also blissfully ignorant of the fact that Harry was standing in the doorway behind her, panting, with his hands on his knees, b/c he had followed her from the scene of the crime, to make sure she was okay.

Harry was about to step in and get her, when he overheard Moaning Myrtle speak again.

"I meant, did Ronald Weasley cheat on you?" To this Hermione merely nodded. "Really? Well that's a bit of news. How long have you guys been together, because I could've sworn that he would treat his women better. He was in here at least 10 times in the past two weeks with his previous girlfriend, what was her name? Pomfrey? No. Patil? No. Oh yes, it was Parkinson. Anyway he was always in here making out with her and I thought she was pretty content with him. Always smirking, that one."

But Hermione was no longer listening. She had stopped listening a while back, and was stumped as her brain processed this new information. Two weeks…at least 10 times…Parkinson…content…always smirking.

It was true, Pansy had been happier over the past two weeks; it was obviously noticeable to anyone who had cow dung for brains. But why hadn't she noticed a change in Ron? Her sadness evaporated momentarily and turned into anger as she realized this had been going on behind her back for two weeks. "OH, he's gonna get it."

"What did you say?" said Moaning Myrtle, who had been preoccupied with her cuticles.

Hermione growled at the ghost girls' stupidity.

"I meant, Ron is going to get it, 'cause I've been with him for more than a year, and he's been creating on me with that bitch, Pansy!"

"Oh…umm…I'm sorry," said Moaning Myrtle timidly, at Hermione's sudden outburst.

Outside, Harry was also stunned by Hermione's outburst. All that was going through his mind was, "Is Hermione alright? How could I have befriended such an idiot? (a/n – he's talking about Ron, not Hermione…)"

Words cannot describe what was going through Hermione's mind at that moment.

Finally, Harry could not restrain himself any longer, and though he knew Hermione wasn't ready to see anyone yet, he still stepped through the threshold to try and comfort her, but was instead met with a second sight for that day that would be forever embedded in his memory.

Moaning Myrtle was backed up against the wall.

Hermione was backed up against the sink, and…

Her wand pointed at her own throat.

"Avada Kedav…"

"Hermione, No!"

Startled, Hermione looked around wildly, until her trained eye finally rested on a surprised and disheveled Harry Potter.

She narrowed her eyes in warning.

"And why shouldn't I?"

"Because it's not right, Hermione!"

"Well, my ex-boyfriend doesn't seem doing things that are 'wrong', so why should I give a damn!" explained Hermione, her voice rising dangerously, but not enough for her to say the name of the man whom if mentioned at all would turn her mouth bitter.

"Because you're better than him, Mione, so much better! You can get over Ron and go on with your life, not give it up!"

Harry had said the magic word.

That very name made her blood boil, but instead of her predicted reaction of a fiery anger, the mention of that bastard's name reduced her to tears and caused her to fall to her knees.

"I can't, Harry! To think that he preferred Pansy to me…oh god! I can't deal with this! I really thought that we were meant for each other, I really did! I even went as far as to discuss moving in with him after Hogwarts! How can I forget about this, how? Harry, I can't do this!"

Yes you can Hermione! You need to show him that you're strong, that a woman who has been admired for everything before an incident like this can still be admired after it, after something that should've been a 'deathly blow' to her!"

"I can't."

Harry had to use all his willpower to keep him from rolling his eyes. Instead, he closed them, and said calmly,

"You can do it. I will help you."

"No, I can't."

At this, Harry opened his eyes, but before he could figure out what was happening, Hermione had transfigured a ring from her left hand (ironically one that Ron had given her) into a serrated knife, and in a flash, it was moving across the now pale skin of her neck.

A/N: Cliffy! Sorry you guys, I had to do it, bear with me for now. What'd ya think of it? Ok, reviewer responses:

p00h: glad you like it! Yea, it's gonna be H/Hr, u can check out my profile or the first chappie for a full summary. I am going to finish it; though it might be a while due to the time between chapters, and b/c I think it's going to be pretty long, like almost 40 chaps. I'd love suggestive criticism; it's what I live for! Lol.

Alexandrie: well, here it is… I will continue…

Sassy-diva2004: one of my favorite people! You know me… ill give you a good reason to read this story…

HHR LOVA': another fave person! Yeah, you know where to find me… and I admit it's pretty scary that you do…

Vanillalillies: Yeah, she and I are good friends, I help her and she helps me, u know? Glad I gave you a good laugh… look out for another at the end of this looong a/n! I actually like Ron, but I did need a bad guy.

Ginweasel93: glad I wrote something that you really wanted! And yea, im a girl, lol. Here's the chappie you ordered. And tell me; are you a die-hard Ginny fan? I don't want to reveal too much, but if you are, you might be a little disappointed…

PandylBas: Glad you like it.

Bluefire-elemental: I'm off to check out your one shot as soon as I post this!

Kenshin's lover 101: it is to a purple button! Or a bluish, pale purple… whatever. I'm writing this on the day I am absent (Monday) so ill see you tomorrow or whatever day I come back…

Accolay: You know it wont be a one-shot, you do my pictures for heavens sake! And what in the world were you doing up at 5:44 on a Saturday morning? You crazy little Ally-Chan! See you at school…ugh.

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For those of you who haven't already figured it out, how the hell am I supposed to write a H/HR fic when one of them is dead and the other isn't? I suppose you could use a little imagination…but that's not the point! Hermione does not die! Ha ha to those of you who thought she did!

"Hermione opened her eyes to find Harry's head buried in her chest." (ooh-la-la…)

"…pee his pants?" (Where did that come from? You'll see…)

"Poppy, I haven't seen anything like this in a long time, but the question is, should we tell them?"

I know that little section might have been a bit confusing, so holla at me and tell if ya want snippets or not.

(The following is dedicated to vanillalillies)

Why don't you click that l'il purple button and make me happy? Your contribution might benefit the fight to stop AIDS… jk, but just make me happy anyways, k?