Never a Clean Break.
One
Everyone's at It
-because from what I can see, everyone's at it-
They were at it again. Everywhere she went they were there, lips stuck together like glue and paper, moans erupting from their mouths. She let out a loud groan, and buried her head in her hands. Strands of hair fell over her face as she shifted moodily on the stairs, the stone cold underneath her bare legs.
How could they? She knew and understood the physical side of it, but how could he hurt her like this? He must have known how she felt. Hadn't she shown enough emotion towards him for that to be considered a fact, and not just a simple fantasy?
So, if he did know how she felt, how could he do this in front of her? Did he have no compassion, no empathy for the girl he had known and been friends with for five years? Did he not care for her, not even a little bit, not even at all?
Was Lavender that pretty that he could push the image of her out of his half-witted mind? Was she that attractive, that her fluttering eyes and flirty smiles could distract him from the ignorant spew of words that came from her mouth? Was she really what he desired?
At that moment in time, stuck sniffling on the cold stairs, Hermione seriously hated boys in general.
Stupid Ron.
Stupid boys.
This twelve-part series was supposed to be for a challenge on hpffc & supposed to be finished & posted by the end of January 2010, but I completely forgot about it & thought I deleted it. Whoops a trillion! :/ It'll have a different Lily Allen song from her album It's Not Me, It's You, every part. :) But here it is, for your reading. Review, yes?