Love Lost Draco: Oh great. A sappy, cliche, melodramatic alliterative excuse for a title. I have a gooood feeling about this. Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter and I’m not making any money off of this! Harry: Believe me, theyll understand your not making any money off of this the second they read it. You couldnt get a penny for recycling the paper this was printed on. Pink owns the song "Just Like A Pill" Draco: *Fuck* Pink. Dont know who, or what it is, but fuck it. Thats a stupid song title and a stupid name. Hermione: You just love to bring tolerance into the world, dont you Draco? Draco: ...shut up AN: This is my very first Harry Potter fic and I’m kind of nervous about it. Harry: Thats like saying you murdered someone and feel a bit paranoid. When you do something that should be severely punished, it does tend to make you worried. Please send me a review if you like it, or even if you don’t! Draco: Well, were too lazy to send this anywhere, but the answer is a resounding ‘dont’ I’m thinking of writing a Prequel, but we’ll see how you guys like this one! Thanks! Harry: *Sighs* If got wasnt so busy hed have smited her just for saying that She lay sprawled on the floor of the girl’s dorms. Hermione: Yay! Another cheap, sappy, poorly done, overly dramatized and weakly described suicide attempt by me or Ginny. Fun fun. Draco: *Snickers* Just hope Ron doesnt fuck you in his car like he did in that other fic afterwards Ron: *Shudders* Dont remind me A bottle of pills occupying the space near her hand. Harry: Right, weve been over this, and its wizardy 101. There are some very painless, efficient, non-chemical gut busting ways to kill yourself in the wizarding world. Or, better yet, you can just put yourself to sleep forever. Her brown hair flowing around her head and her brown eyes half closed. Hermione: Oh yay, its me. I feel *so* special There were gasps and screams as the other girls entered the room to find her there. Draco: You see, because all of these girls were walking side by side into the room at the same time. And didnt assume she was sleeping. One ran to find the Headmaster, another to find Harry and Ron, and the rest rushed to her side. Hermione: You know what would be nice? A *nurse*. Ron: What the hell do they expect us to do? We arent Pheonixs, our tears dont cure Harry: And Dumbledores tough, but for cures... yeah, you want the nurse. All was silent as Dumbledore ran into the room, followed by McGonagal and Snape. Hermione: Ok, I can *slightly* understand McGonagal. Shes the house leader. Why Snape was brought along for this- Draco: -and why Dumbledore waited for the other two before coming to you- Hermione: -is beyond me Ron and Harry ran to her side and start yelling at her to wake up. Harry: Why? Well.... because we assumed it would work. And, uh, no one else had. There was deep sadness and desperation in their voices as they called out to her. Ron: That might have had actual *meaning* if theyd simply said ‘desperation’. But it was too late. “She’s gone,” Dumbledore announced sadly. Hermione: Look at me you bearded twat! Entering the room is not enough to do a thorough medical analysis! Most of the people in the room began to sob and ask “why?”. Draco: Why? Because she was stupid enough to chug pills. Next question? Harry: No offence Mione, but most girls hate you. Theyd be freaked out, but not sobbing. And that was when they saw it. Beside Hermione’s bed was a muggle CD player and there was a note attached. It read: Draco: ......... Harry: That so does not deserve comment. But lets anyway. First, why would she have a CD player? Second, why does this author want to torture us with some stupid song qoute? WHY!? This is easier than writing a note to explain. Hermione: I apparently didnt realize that Im writing a note already I’m sorry to those I hurt in doing this, but I couldn’t stand to go through it anymore. Draco: Translation: Im weak. Hermione: Hey! Draco: *Blinks* Suicide = weak. I stand by that. Hermione: ...you also stand by puppy torture. Draco: True, true. Harry pushed play and a somber melody floated through the room. I’m lying here on the floor Where you left me I think I took too much I’m crying here What have you done? I thought it would be fun Hermione: Thats whats known as a ‘piece of shit’ song qoute. Severus Snape let out a strangled cry as he rushed to her side. He didn’t care who knew now. Hermione: ............. Draco: Hah hah! Your bangin Snape! Harry: Even if thats true- and god I hope its not- explain why the song lyric would reveal such insight to him? It was his fault, he knew. His love had taken her own life because he was a cold heartless bastard. Hermione: Actually, *my* love had done it. Draco: Actually, her stupidity had done it. Harry: Actually, her *mouth* had done it in eating the pills. Ron: ..... Group: *Stares expectantly* Ron: What? You guys used all the goo dones It had been just an hour ago that he had seen her last. Harry: Hes seeing her *now*. So it was .00001 seconds ago hed seen her last. Their relationship was progressing fast, too fast, and he had said things he hadn’t meant. Ron: What does that have to do with relationships going fast? Harry: Better yet, why was Snape fucking a student? Hermione: Better yet, why was *I* fucking *Snape*!? He had just wanted her to have a normal life and not be stuck with and old git like him the rest of her life. Ron: Little did he know ‘the rest of her life’ constituted a few weeks Hermione: Im a wizard! How normal a life could I have? Clutching her lifeless body to his chest, he sobbed into her hair. No one knew what to make of this, no one had known about them. Draco: Mainly because if we had, Snape would be in jail Except Dumbledore, of course. Hermione: Ew... The song continued. I can’t stay on your life support There’s a shortage in the switch I can’t stay on your morphine Cause it’s making me itch Why had he treated her that way? Why had she let him? She was supposed to be the strong one! I haven’t moved from the spot where you left me This must be a bad trip All the other pills they were different Maybe I should get some help It was too late for help. She was gone and he was alone again. His life meant nothing without her. Draco: AGH! The melodramatics are so thick theyve actually formed into a blanket and crushing me! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The day of the funeral many people came and cried for Hermione. She had been an angel to many. Harry: She wa a *friend* to a couple. No offence, but you were an angel to nobody The smart, beautiful, friendly girl that she was. Hermione: I hate when they call me beautiful. Im BRILLIANT damnit, not hot! Stop slathering your superficial bullshit on me because you think thats what I want! Severus sat under the moon that night, in their favorite spot by the lake. It would be the last time he would go there or anywhere in the world. Ron: Too bad they never mentioned him *going* there... “I love you Hermione” were the last words he uttered as he plunged a dagger into his chest. Hermione: Once. Again. Less. Painful. Ways. Of. Wizarding. Suicide. And finally, after decades of torment, inside and out, Severus Snape felt free and at peace. Draco: No, he felt a big honkin piece of steel in his body. I can’t stay on your life support There’s a shortage in the switch I can’t stay on your morphine Cause it’s making me itch I think I’ll get out of here Where I can run just as fast as I can To the middle of nowhere To the middle of my frustrated fears And I swear You’re just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill You keep making me ill AN: Well, that’s it! Let me know what you thought! Review! Thanks for reading! Draco: You know, Tinis gonna crotch kick Tiger. She knows this song. Tiger: Shut up and get to your final thoughts. Besides, she thinks *you* mocked it. Draco: .....fuck. Harry: Anyway. Just... bad. A really bad melodramatic writing piece. Blegh. Ron: Blegh. Hermione: Yes. Blegh.