Fremione

Chapter 7 -I do care!- ~Hermione's POV~ Arriving at the flat, I immediately wished to be elsewhere. A glance at the couch made me remember the two times when we woke up together. In our room, it smelled too much like him. George's room was taboo, the shop was closed and I wouldn't feel good being there. Only the kitchen or going to my parents was left. Well…the latter wasn't really possible either; they would ask too many questions. So, I went to the kitchen and jumped onto a counter. I hid my head in my hands. The only thing one could hear in between the silence, were my quiet sobs and twice a rather loud crash which came from my sh