The Camping Project

Harry, Ron and Hermione have just come back from the Christmas holidays in their fifth year, but something unexpected is going to happen. When tents are put up all around the school for the students to sleep in, Ron and Hermione find it difficult to adjust to the new situation they have found thenselves in, and with Lavender butting her nose into everything along the way, will the their friendship stay strong, and maybe turn into something more, or will they crumble? Romione fanfiction :)

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9. Lavender's revenge!

Hermione's POV

I was surprised to find that I was actually pretty happy when harry found Cho, so it would just be ron and I again. as we were walking back to the common room, I suddenly got the feeling that my hair was very wind swept from sitting in the quidditch stadium where it had been pretty windy, and that I wasnt looking my best. I ad never had this feeling before, but sddenly all i wanted to do was check up on how I looked and make sure I didnt look too stupid. I told ron that I needed to go to the bathroom but he shouldnt waitfor me, and I would meet him in the common room later.

I dashed into the nearest girls bathroom and hurried over to the sinks where the mrrors were. I wanted to be as quick as possible so he didnt think that I took that long.

my hair was an absolute mess. It literally looked like a birds nest. but then again, it usually looked like that with it being so big and bushy and all. my skin wasnt agreeing with me today but I wasnt too bothered about that. it was just my hair.

i ran my fingers through it trying to get as any of the huge, horrible knots out of it as I could. once it was practically (well, not really) knot free, i tried my best to flatten it down so it wouldnt be so big and poofy. as i was working very speedily, i manged to get it to a reasonable standard in about seven or eight minutes, and i was pretty proud of myself. i put a big smile on my face, turned around and headed to the door. however somebody else opened it before i could leave.

somebody i really did not want to see at that moment.

Lavender Brown.

before i could even move an evil smile was on her face and she had locked the main door to the whole bathroom. she then turned back to me and looked me right in the eyes.

'I think you and I need to have a little girly chat, Granger,' she said with so much hate in her voice I was shocked.

'Um, I- I dont think we do,' i replied pathetically. Why did I have to stutter? she gave me a meacing look. then she started to advance forwards towards me, and I couldnt do anything apart from back up into the sinks.

'Oh I think we do,' she said quite calmly, though I could tell that she was silently seething with anger. If looks could kill then I'd be dead.

I shook my head to clear it, folded my arms across my chest and looked and her confidently with a pleasant smile on my face. 'What do you want to have a chat about?'

'YOU BLOODY KNOW WHAT!!!!!' she shrieked in my face.

'Actually Lavender, I dont,' I said as calmly and as quietly as I could.

'This is about Ron! This is about RON you stupid cow! How could you not know it was about him? Are you really that thick?'

At this anger shot through me. 'If you want to see who the thick one is, Lavender, then maybe you should take a look at your predicted results for your OWLs!' It came out harsher than I intended, but then again, she did call me a stupid cow.

'This isnt about exams or school or results and everything else that you care about and I dont! this is about the one thing that we both care about!'

'Oh please, you do not care about ron, you just care about having a boyfriend. and anyway, he isnt a thing!'

I didnt know where this sudden confident anger was coming from, but I wanted it to keep pulsing through my body until Lavender was out of my sight.

'How DARE you!' she screamed. 'How DARE you accuse me of only caring about ron because I want a boyfriend!'

'But there's no logic behind you liking him because you don't -'

'Oh for heavens sake, how many times do I have to tell you that this isnt about logic it's about -'

'RON, I KNOW!' I screeched. 'All I was saying was that there's no logic in you liking him because you dont really know him and you've hardly spoken to him. That suggests that you only like him because of his good looks, and that means that you dont properly care about him.'

'Yes, well maybe you know him better than I do. That doesnt mean he likes you more though! You two argue day after day and I've seen how much he hates you Hermione, I've seen it! It's so obvious!'

'Well, just because he hates me doesn't mean that he likes you! It doesn't mean that he even notices you!' I could feel tears prick in my eyes as I said that he hated me. But I was determined not to let her see that this was affecting me in any way. So I carried on. 'He doesn't notice your seductive smiles or your huge hip swinging or when you twiddle your hair around your fingers. He doesn't notice your flirtatious looks, or when you lean close to him or when you try and act dumb to get his attention. Your just a try hard Lavender. You try way too hard, and he can do so, so ,SO much better than a slut like you.'

Lavender stared at me for a couple of seconds before a real tear slid down her face. I knew it wasnt fake. I just knew it.

I instantly felt guilty.

However she aggressively wiped it away and looked as if she could quite happily kill me right there on the spot.

'So, you think I'm the one he can do better than? You dont think maybe he could do better than you too?' And suddenly she was screamming.

'DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE FOR ME SEEING HIM HANG AROUND WITH YOU EVERY DAY, KNOWING THAT IT SHOULD BE ME? KNOWING THAT I WOULD NEVER HAVE AN ARGUMENT WITH HIM BECAUSE I AM ACTUALLY A NICE, FUN PERSON TO BE AROUND? KNOWING THAT I WOULD ALWAYS COMFORT HIM WHEN HE WAS UPSET AND NOT BE A SELFISH STUBBORN BITCH LIKE YOU?'

The first of my tears leaked out. But she wasn't finished.

'DO REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHY YOU AREN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM? WHY HE COULD DO SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU? IT'S BECAUSE HE IS SWEET AND KIND AND FUNNY AND SELFLESS AND SO MUCH MORE, GRANGER. HE IS EVERYTHING YOU ARE NOT! BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST A HORRIBLE, NERDY, UGLY, UNPOPULAR MUDBLOOD! THAT'S WHY!!!!!!!'

The tears were just cascading down my face now and I had now control over them. I tried my very hardest to ignore everything that she was saying, but it was hard. Very hard. And I obviously was not doing a very good job at it at all.

I told myself that she was lying, but I just could not be convinced.

And before I knew what was happening, she had grabbed my hair and was yanking it hard. She dug her long nails into my skull and I screamed out in pain. This did not seem to soften her up a bit, but it seemed to make her even more angry. They finger nails dug in so deeply that I could feel blood being drawn, and drop by drop it was sloly trickling along my forehead.

she pulled my head over so that I was looking at the floor and then drove her knee up into my stomach as hard as she could. The pain was excrutiating and I tried to scream but I just couldn't. I couldn't breath properly. It was getting harder and harder to draw breath and suddenly it hit me that she had winded me.

She then threw me backwards so the back of my head slammed into the wall behind me. I put a hand out in front f me. 'Stop... Please... stop...' I manged to make out through huge big breaths and tears. But she continued forward to me the evil smile back on her face.

'You're weak, Granger,' she spat at me before throwing her fist into the side of my face with all the strength left in her body, punching me so hard that for a moment I saw stars and felt dizzy. When the dizzyness subdued all I could feel was the pain in the right side of my face and on my eyes. I tried to open it but it wouldnt open. My hand immediately shot up to it, but it wasn't helping. I gasped in pain. With my other eye, through the blurryness of the tears, I just managed to make out lavender leaning over one of the sinks breathing heavily, although I hadn't managed to injure her at all.

I quickly made a dash for the door of the bathroom and I made it to it. With out looking back at her I wrenched it open and threw myself outside, slamming it behind me as I went.

I started running. I ran and ran and ran and i just couldn't stop. Tears were streaming uncontrollably down my face, blurrying my vision. rattling sobs kept on erupting out of my body and i just wanted to scream and scream.

I finally made it to the fat lady, and I barely whispered the password. It took me three tries before she let me in. The first thing I saw when entering the common room was Ron, staring at me with his eyes bulging out from his sockets.

Uh oh. I had forgotten that he was here waiting for me. And to be brutally honest, he was the last person that I wanted to talk to right now (well, apart from Lavender of course).

'Hermione!' he said immediately rushing over to me and reaching out for me. 'What happened?'

Oh how i wished to just fall into his arms and forget all about it, but I didn't.

'Go away ron,' I tried shouting as fiercely as i could. However instead of going away, he said, 'Hermione!' again, reached out for my arm and pulled me into his chest. I couldn't stop sobbing as I struggled to get out of his hold and be on my own. I just needed to get away from him.

'Tell me what happened! Who did this to you?'

His voice was so kind and soft and sweet.

'Leave me alone Ron,' I tried shakily and quietly. However after one last attempt at breaking free from his hold I couldn't help but envelop myself in his warm and inviting arms, where I cried my heart out.

 

Author's Note:

Oh my gosh, this has been my favourite ever chapter to write so far! I hoped you guys enjoyed reading it! :)

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