Hermione took a shaky breath and pressed the palms of her hands over her eyes. How could she face her friends when they saw her as a traitor? She never imagined the day of her wedding like this. Without Harry or Ron by her side. Forced to be with the person that she despises the most, except for Voldemort. There wasn’t a single soul that she could tell about what she was feeling without compromising herself and it made her feel like the loneliest person in the world.