Hope is dangerous

Harry looked out in the sky, while a tear slowly slithered down his cheek. Why? It was the only thing that ran through his head all night. Why did she have to betray me, after all those years? He still remembered the conversation he had earlier with her... not really a conversation, more like a fight.

"Harry, there's something I have to tell you," Hermione said nervously while moving her thumb slowly back and forth back and forth across his hand.

" What's wrong Hermione? Is it about the ice cream sundae? I'm so sorry! I seriously thought it was funny for you to be eating pickle flavoured ice cream until you almost barfed..."

" No...it's about what Malfoy and I were talking about before you...interrupted..."

Harry still remembered that moment very clearly, Harry saw Malfoy having a very tight grip on his best friend's wrist. Then he barged in.

"What the hell are you doing with my her Malfoy?" He spat.

Malfoy chuckled and said " Why, I'm only having a little chat with the mudblood, you can't actually believe I would really I would have any interest in a...thing like this?!"

At those words Harry flung himself at him and beat him up until he was sure Malfoy would have to go to the hospital wing.

Harry almost smiled when he remembered the pleasure seeing Malfoy bleeding and howling in pain. Then he remembered about the heaviness in his chest.

" Harry, I signed a contract. To Malfoy, it was about you," Hermione whispered quietly.

Harry automatically tensed. " About what? he asked stiffly.

" Harry! I'm so sorry! He was using Anna against me! You know how much I hate her! And not only that but you've been flirting with her lately, I've seen." She stopped to catch her breath from talking so fast and sobbing at once.

Harry immediately stood up, forgetting she was on his lap and watched her with the coldest eyes Hermione had ever seen. He then pulled her up with the tightest grip Hermione had ever experienced in her life. She cried out in pain but he still didn't show a sign of loosening.

" Tell me everything, now," he said in a deathly calm voice.

"Malfoy cornered me one day and made me listen to him. He threatened me about making you like Anna better then me, (sniff) he practically forced me to sign his stupid contract on making you be stuck to me at all times and be my boyfriend. So basically in other words, I've sold my soul to the friggin devil! Happy? Are you? You asked for the truth and you got it!"

Harry was so shocked that he flung Hermione away and walked outside. That's where he was now.

Hermione was still where she was where Harry had left her. She was so emotionally drained that she could barely think straight. She tried to remember what had caused her to sign the contract. Love. That was it. Love. Hermione loved Harry so much that she couldn't stand Harry having another girl other than her. She knew Anna's charms would work on Harry. She decided to go for a walk, she barely acknowledged Ron, and found herself walking in the wrong direction, straight to the slytherin common room. She quickly went the other way, but it was too late. Malfoy had seen her, he had then raised a chilled glass of pumpkin juice smiling brightly.