Author's note: JK Rowling owns this magnificent world and I just play with the characters to keep them in shape.

This Idea came to me because I always thought Harry was an unfair friend to Hermione. I mean he chose Ron above her a lot of times, while she was always there for him.

In this fanfic the second war didn't happen. The slytherins are OOC and I'm not sure about the pairing but our herione might have her hands full with 2 maybe 3 lovers. Don't know yet.

Harry made his way to the portrait of the Gryffindor common room when the sound of yelling voices disrupted his thoughts. He sighed, couldn't his friends get along just once? He climbed in the common room, where he saw Ron and Hermione have an argument about god knows what.

"No, Ronald! Don't be so childish, I just wanted to help you. You would have failed that class if I didn't help you! Maybe that's what I needed to do instead of helping someone that's so ungrateful!" Hermione huffed and sat down on one of the comfortable couches. Her throat was already feeling sore from yelling so much. But she knew this wasn't over. Her eyes met Harry's and hoped that just once he would support her. But she knew that wasn't going to happen. He always choose Ron over her and this fight wouldn't be different.

"I was doing bloody fine without you! You don't see it but I have brains you know, I'm not as stupid as you think." Ron flopped down on the other side of the common room and saw Harry standing there. Ron waited for Harry to make his decision. He was certain Harry would just back him up, he always did.

Hermione saw Harry inching towards Ron. "Don't you dare Harry James Potter! You know I'm right, you saw it too. You know that if I hadn't stopped Ronald from adding in that extra rat spleen he would have blown up the classroom and he would have failed Potions. I mean Snape already hates Ron but that would have given him every reason to let him flunk that class!"

Hermione shouted and tears welled up in her eyes. Harry hadn't stopped but tried to be more subtle, as if Hermione wouldn't have noticed. "You know what, clearly you forget that you have 2 best friends… Maybe I should just find new friends."

Harry sighed mentally. He knew that he was being a bad friend but he knew that when Hermione said that that she would forgive them eventually. He knew that everything would be alright in a week or two if Ron hadn't chosen that moment to open his mouth and put his foot in it. "Where are you going to find them? No one wants to hang out with a silly boring bookworm like you… Harry and I just pity you that's why we're still your friends, the rest of Gryffindor house wouldn't even talk to you if you didn't help everyone with their homework."

Hermione was fuming now and looked around at the rest of her housemates, most of them were looking down, a look of shame on their faces. Even Ginny, who was like a sister to Hermione, couldn't meet her eyes. Only Neville and Dean looked at her face, wishing she wouldn't believe the sort of gibberish Ron was talking about. But Ron wasn't done yet.

"You must have known Hermione that no one likes you. I mean you're bossy, you are a control freak, you have weird hair, and you can't shut up for 5 minutes without sprouting a useless fact about something. I mean no wonder you didn't have any friends before Hogwarts and no wonder that without me and Harry, you still wouldn't have any friends."

Tears were streaming down Hermione's face. Was Ron right? Did they all just talk to her for help with assignments? She turned around and stalked out of the common room. Ron was looking at Harry with a full on grin. Harry was scowling at him. "Was that really necessary?"

Ron just shrugged "you heard her threat, you know that she will be back to fix this."

Harry just shook his head. "I think that your comment made it a real threat."

"Oh whatever Harry, it's not like she has any friends here. No one wants to hear what she says and you know that people just talk to her because she is so smart."

Dean and Neville shook their heads. "We don't, I mean me and Neville know what a wonderful person Hermione is, no thanks to you Ron." Ron wanted to comment on that but Dean just held his hand up to stop him.

Neville turned to Harry "I can't believe you Harry, yet again you choose Ron over Hermione who has been with you through everything even when Ron abandoned you. Doesn't that count for something?" Harry felt guilty looking into Neville's hazel coloured eyes.

In the mean while Hermione was full on crying and trying to find her way to the library. She had her own little space in the back where no one came, maybe because no one wanted to be around her? That made her feel worse and the tears kept rushing down her porcelain skin. She reached the library and walked in quietly so Madame Pince wouldn't throw her out until she was out of sight and then she started running to her spot. Her spot consisted of 3 squishy leather couches that were always warm from the fire that was crackling in the corner. Hermione just flung herself on the sofa, oblivious from the 2 pairs of eyes that were looking at her. Theo Nott and Blaise Zabini saw Hermione coming to her corner. Because Voldemort ceased to exist when they were little they didn't really care about all that blood purity crap their parents support. Even Draco Malfoy didn't but he needed to keep up appearances until he left Hogwarts so his parents couldn't pull him out of school.

Her sobs quieted down, Theo and Blaise looked at each other. She would soon fall asleep. Looking at her thin form they knew that she was under a lot of stress and their best guess was that the Weasley again put his abnormally large foot in his ginormous mouth. The guys actually liked Hermione. She didn't see them as just Slytherins. She saw them as Theo and Blaise, with their own ideas and wishes and not just a pair of cunning snakes. They were friendly when they were alone with her but avoided her when she was with Weasley and Potter because they didn't want to cause her any trouble.

Her breathing evened out and they knew she was asleep. Theo transfigured one of his pieces of parchment in a fluffy blanket and draped it over her small frame. Blaise softly put a pillow under her head so she didn't have neck problems the following morning. They both kissed her forehead and tucked her in, leaving a little note for her that she could talk to them whenever she needed it. A hiccup escaped Hermione's lips and she snuggled into the blanket. The guys looked at each other and an affectionate smile grazed their lips. They liked her, maybe even more then like her.

They slowly made their way to the dungeons and entered their common room. Draco was waiting for them. "Finally, I thought you were going camping in the library."

The guys stayed still, Draco's slender eyebrow raised. "Ok guys what's wrong?"

Theo softly told Draco everything about what they saw in the library. Draco felt bad for Granger. They were friendly, not the best of friends but she tried to help everyone and just wanted to feel accepted. He was getting mad that the possibility that her best friends made her feel that way was the most likely story. Draco just shrugged.

"Maybe we need to show Granger that she is valued as a friend by us and not just Potter and Weasley. I mean we haven't made her cry so much in the last seven years and we are supposed to be the bad guys." Theo and Blaise looked surprised about Draco's idea but liked it none the less. "We'll just see tomorrow morning if we are right about her friends."

The boys all went to their own beds and thought about Hermione. It was such a shame that such a friendly girl was threated so badly. But they will show her what kind of friends they could be. Her seventh year would be filled with joy and not endless arguments.

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