" Oh come off it, Harry!" Hermione yelled. " Why would Ron do something like that, huh?'' Harry and Hermione were in the room of requierment and Harry was trying to get Hermione to talk, with no result.
" I don't know Mione. You tell me!" The red color in Hermione's face matched Ginny's fire red hair. " There is nothing to tell!"
When she tried to walk out from the room, Harry grabbed her arm and she flinched like never before. She held her hand infront of her face for protection, it was like a reflex she was used to from Ron.
Harry just stared at her, he didn't touch her, just held her arm for making her stay. All he wanted to do was talk, nothing else.
" Hermione, what's goin on here?" He wasn't angry anymore, just worried. Then he heard her sob very quietly. He let go of her arm and hugged her brotherly.
" Oh Harry....'' She sobbed louder. " I don't know what to do anymore'' Harry stroked her hair carefully. " Talk to me Hermione. I'll take care of you, you're like a sister to me''.
" I'm fine. Just forget that our meeting happened okay?'' " What?! Are you mental for real? You started to cry and....'' '' Sobbed!'' Hermione corrected. " Sob, on my shoulder and flinched like I was about to hurt you.''
Hermione took her wand and pointed it at Harry. He held up his hands for defending himself. " Take it easy Mione"
She didn't hear him. She didn't hear anything but herself. She whispered one word. '' Obliviate'' she walked out and straight ahead to the library. She had just made him forget their little talk. Nothing more.