Hey guys sorry i havent uploaded in a while, i have a load of art work to catch up on, which has to be handed on friday, so im sorry if this chapter isnt any good, so im sorry again, hopefully up soon!

hope you enjoy it though!

Previously

"Right girls, the girls night officially begins" Kim said whilst clapping her hands in a ready grasp.

Chapter 10!

Hermione's POV:

As the boys left, the girls started pre-paring for tonight.

Kim instructed me and Mia, to set up the bed area, which involved: covering the floor with pillows and blankets.

Emily and Claire: to set up the food.

And Kim herself arranged our entertainment re-sources, involving: movies face masks and other beauty products and games for the PS3 and board games.

It only took us about 10 minutes to do every task, seeing how we split it up.

Then we were ordered to get changed into our PJ's.

Putting on the shorts and top Kim had picked out, I was relieved that my glamour charms were still intact, and they weren't on show for them to be fussing over.

Im not ashamed or disgusted by the scars that surround my body, im more scared of what Neville's reaction to them, or now Ben's reaction to them will be.

Im scared they will blame them selves for what the outcome of my body and life has turned out to.

I don't want them feeling like they have let me down as a brother and feel guilty.

I would never wish that for them, so if to keep those feelings at bay, ill cover them up with a simple charm for the rest of my life if it comes to it.

Though, I know, that soon everything is going to be reviled, scars included.

When that time comes, I know im going to have to warn them, and reassure them over it all, but that is the least of my worries, the main worry im having right now, is Paul.

But I don't know why im even bothered on his opinions of my past, I mean I have only known him for nearly two days, yet I have this kind of connection to him that I can't describe.

But him finding out about my past….well quite honestly, it scares me.

It scares me, that he will think im repulsive,

Believe that I don't own a soul for all the life's I have taken.

That he wont even look into my eyes, were death, torture and mayhem have been looked through.

That he won't want to even touch me, because of all the scars that marinade my body.

Im anxious for that day to come, because for some reason, all I want is to have Paul by my side.

And feeling this, makes me feel as if im betraying him, though I should get it round my head that he was in the past, and would of wanted me to move on, though how emotional it may be.

Knocking echoed through the bathroom.

"Mya, you ok in there? Come on, we need to put a face mask on you".

Kim stated from the over side of the door.

"Yeah im fine, now coming" I said, whilst

Gathering my clothes, and shoving them in my bag, I opened the door, only to suddenly being dragged down the stairs by Kim, leading us to the lounge.

After smothering my face in the mask, Emily insisted that she should do my nails, as she had everyone else's.

Her own a Purple.

Claire, a Pink.

Mia a teal colour.

Blue for: Kim.

And mine red.

After the nails were done, Claire whipped the masks off of our faces, so we were ready to start the games.

We started of with a game of twister.

We were playing 1 game of this, and it was in-between me and Mia, on to who won.

Through the war, we had to train every single aspect, and balancing was one of them.

After Em spun the board, Mia had to put her hand on red, managing for her to fall and collapse into a heap on the mat, leading for me to be the winner of that game.

We next played a form of dancing game on the Playstation, and surprisingly enough, I managed to gain myself 4th place, Mia this time losing, whilst Claire being the winner, with Kim coming second, and Emily to be 3rd.

It was leading to 11 o'clock, but it didn't seem to have an effect on either of us, with all the sugar they had in them, and the mugs of caffeine I had in me, we would be up for a while.

So with another round of the dance game, Kim insisted that we played karaoke.

All the songs that were on the game, I weren't aware of.

So this game I thought would be the end of me, but after listening to the tune's once or twice, I managed to get the hang of it.

It turns out, that I supposedly have an alright voice, not brilliant, but alright.

So that in my opinion was brilliant.

We had to pack it up, after we were receiving phone calls, complaining about the noise.

So we retired on the karaoke, and started up on the films.

Seeing as I had practically been away from the muggle world for years, I wasn't really aware of what any of the films Kim picked out where.

The only one I had any recognition over, was the titanic, so im guessing, that the others would be similar, or in the same category.

Halfway through the second film, Dear John, a howl was heard through the woods.

With the sound of that one faint howl, all the girls jumped up and rushed to the kitchen window, expecting to see something there.

Their sudden movements made me suspicious.

When I went to check and ask if they were ok, and what they were doing.

They would jump straight out of there thoughts, and lead me back into the lounge assuring me that nothing was wrong.

But one look in their eyes told you that what they said was lies; you didn't have to a trained warrior to find that out,

Because all of their eyes: held worry.

Just looking at their expressions; made me feel a pang at the tip of my heart.

As all my thoughts rushed to Paul, hoping he was alright.

My sudden change of mind startled me, it startled me for what my thoughts were directed at, and the need I feel, to be wrapped in Paul's strong warm arms, was over powering.

We all sat back down, continuing to watch the movie, but everyone with fidgeting, and kept looking out into the windows to the doors, half expecting someone to waltz right through.

Sighing, I stood up and headed to the kitchen, adding to my exemptions that they would follow.

Seeing that they were correct, when I heard the sound of feet moving in this direction,

"Anyone want a coffee?" I asked, not bothering to look around, and seeing the worry etched onto their faces, it brought back to many memories to count.

"Please" Claire responded for them all, after a moments silence.

Nodding to show her that I heard, I got busy making 5 cups of coffee for us.

After finishing up, I brought them all their cups, and taking a place at the table as well.

The silence carried on through the house, the only sounds knowable, was the sound of the cups going on the table.

I wanted to find out what was wrong, but I knew, to not ask them the question, because from past experiences, asking questions when your not fully aware of what is happening in situations like this isn't the most brightest idea, as it could hit a nerve for someone.

So I sat in silence, drinking the coffee in front of me, I felt a sudden feeling of pain wash over me, but I rubbed it off, and thought nothing of it, knowing no emotion crossed my face, as everything was still quite.

Through 10 more minutes of silence, the sudden sound of people talking, and some one moaning and screaming came into distance.

Seeing as no-one else heard anything, I got up and headed for the door, only for it to be opened before I could even get there.

At the sight that was in front of me, was a sight I have seen numerous times.

Though this time, it hit me full force, the sight, and the pain from before, but again I shook it off, and thought nothing of it, because there right in front of me,

Was the guys shirtless, and standing in front was Jacob and Sam holding a severely bleeding and wounded Paul.

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