A one-shot request for Skizzorsaregangsta.

"Are you jealous?"

"Completely. Maniacally."

"Of Hermione?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"You've seen the paper!"

"You believe that rubbish? So then what? You think I'm going to cheat on you with Hermione?"

"No—"

"Yes, you do Kate! If you can't trust me, then maybe we should just…take a break."

"Maybe we should."

I was jealous.

I knew it. I hated myself for it.

But I couldn't stop the feeling I got whenever I saw Harry and Hermione together. The feeling only worsened when that story came out about them in the Prophet after the first even. Yes, I was aware they were just friends. But I couldn't help myself.

Harry was the only one still in the lake.

My heart was thumping in my chest.

Was he alright? Was he—

Suddenly, two heads appeared above the water. One red. One blonde.

Not Harry. My hopes sank along with my heart.

Then with a burst of water and a clamor from the crowd, Harry was pulled from the water shivering and coughing.

Before I could stop myself, I was moving toward him, wanting to see if he was alright.

But I stopped as I watched Hermione pull him into a hug.

Involuntarily catching his gaze over her shoulder, I sent him a half-hearted smile, knowing he'd know that I was glad that he was alright.

With the Yule Ball fast approaching, I hoped that Harry would ask me…but…

"Kate, can I talk to you for a moment?" Cedric asked, coming over to where I was standing with Hermione, Ron, and Harry.

"Sure." I replied and walked to a quieter part of the corridor with Cedric. While he was asking me a question about Cho—he wanted to know if she would want a corsage for the Yule Ball—I could feel a pair of eyes boring into my back.

After I finished talking to Cedric, I went back to my friends but as soon as I got back Harry walked away determinedly.

I watched as he walked up to Cho and asked, rather loudly, if she would go to the Yule Ball with him.

I could feel my chest constricting painfully.

"He's only asking because Cedric just asked you."

"Cedric just asked me what?" I replied.

"To the Yule Ball."

"No, he asked if I thought Cho would want a corsage since she's going with him."

I saw Ron and Hermione exchange glances.

"Its fine, guys. He can ask whoever he wants to the ball. He might just want to make sure they aren't taken before he does though."

It hurt to see Harry every day, knowing that we were done.

I had ruined what we had because I was jealous.

I knew it was stupid but I was so in love with the boy that I…forgot myself.

I ended up going to the ball with a boy from Durmstrang; his name was Erik and he was at least more fluent with English than Viktor was.

Hermione and I spent most of the night with our dates, but my heart ached painfully when I saw Harry sitting alone with Ron at a table. Harry was glaring at Erik and me.

I excused myself from my date and walked over to Harry. Sitting down next to him I was silent for a moment. "Are you trying to burn a hole in my back?" I asked.

"You're allowed to be jealous, but I'm not?"

"I was jealous when we were dating. You are jealous when we are not dating. There is a difference. You have no reason to feel threatened. I did."

"From Hermione? Kate…she is my best friend and so are you."

"I know that! Okay? I just…I see things sometimes in a different way…you guys are always together…and I just…I do not know. I just got insecure. And I am sorry."

"Its okay." he said as he comfortingly ran his fingers over my hands.

I sent him a small smile as I stood up. I began to walk away but was stopped by his grasp on my hand.

"Where are you going?"

"To my date?" I asked. "He's waiting."

"So?" he said with a smile on his face.

"Harry—"

"I think he'll understand."

"Understand what?"

"That my girlfriend is not going continue to dance with him."

"Your girlfriend, really? Where is she?" I asked with a smile on my face. "I am sure she's fabulous. I'd love to meet—"

Harry cut me off with a kiss.