Harry sat in his room on his four-poster the rest of the day after the
game. He told Mcgonagal he wasn't feeling to well and asked if he could
stay in his room. She hesitated a bit but finally agreed. Harry grabbed a
book from his table. It was his father's journal. His father had only
written on two pages so Harry took over.
Dear Journal
It's been real tough today. Last night Hermione tried making a move on me, and then, this morning blamed it on me to Ron. I skipped school today and stayed in the common room. I hope I haven't lost Ron's friendship. I've been thinking a lot lately and I don't know if I can hold in my anger too much longer. I have been angry with Hermione sense our fifth year (last year) and this morning I had let it out some but not all the way. I have a huge knot in my stomach and it's tearing my insides apart. This isn't the first time Hermione has done something to me like this and I believe it won't be the last. I don't love Hermione and I don't plan ever being with her. I hope Ron knows what's good for him and breaks up with her.
Harry J. Potter November 3
Harry put his book back in his drawer and laid his head on his pillow. He drifted off to sleep and an hour later woke up. He saw Mcgonogal walk in. "Professor? What are you doing here?" Harry asked. "Seeing if you felt good enough to come for dinner. If not I will be happy to bring you something up." Mcgonagol said. Harry shook his head. "I'll be down there in a minute." Professor Mcgonagol walked out of the room and closed the door. Harry took off his Quidditch robes that he still had on from this morning. He pulled out a new clean dress shirt and a clean pair of black dress pants and put them on. He then grabbed his tie and threw that on as well. He saw his black gryffindor robe but couldn't find a clean gryffindor sweater. He looked in the drawer in his dresser next to his bed and found one. He threw it on and then put his robe on. Harry walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. He had spiked hair and wore contacts. He went into the boy's bathroom and took out his contacts and then took a spray bottle and wet his hair down combing out the gel. He then took a towel and rubbed his hair dry. He brushed it in the position where he had it back in his first year. He then reached in a container and grabbed his glasses. He was sick of the new hot Harry Potter. He wanted to be his original self. He smiled at his self. He went back to his four- poster and put his shoes on. Then went down to the great hall.
He walked into the great hall and saw Ron but not Hermione. Ron looked up and saw Harry and smiled. "Hey Harry over here!" Ron shouted. Harry went and sat down next to Ron. He acted like nothing happened. If Ron brought it up, more power to him. "I'm starving Harry said rubbing his hands together." He picked some chicken out of the middle of the table and then got a spoon full of potato salad. Ron was chewing his food and seemed to look at everything Harry was getting. He didn't look at all depressed. " 'ey 'arry you misse' a great 'arm's 'esson." Ron said." "What?" Harry said. Ron swallowed and said. "You missed a great Charms Lesson." "Oh." Harry said not at all enthusiastic. "Hey Harry you went back to your old look." Seamus said. Harry nodded. "I got sick of my new look. That's all." Ron and Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Common room with Dean, Seamus, and Neville. Peeves the Poltergiest, came up and was making a horrible cackling laugh. "What do you want?" Harry asked annoyingly. "Mr. Weasel your little girlfriend is soooo upset." Peeves said. "It's Weasley, and what do u mean she's upset?" Ron said. "Well Nearly Headless Nick and I were walking with The Bloody Barron and we saw Hermione running into the girls bathroom. Then we heard a horrible noise and one of our lady witches came out and said Hermione made herself throw up." Ron, Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Neville all gasped and ran towards the girl's bathroom. "Who's going to go in there?" Dean asked. "I'm not." Neville said. "Psh I just got out of Detention." Seamus echoed. "Well someone has to go in!" Ron exclaimed. "She's your girlfriend Ron why don't you." Dean said. "She USED to be my girlfriend!" Ron corrected. These words hit Harry like a needle stabbing his heart. "I'll do it." Harry said looking at the doorknob to the bathroom as if it were going to jump up and bite him. He opened the door, walked in, and closed it behind him. "Hermione?" He said. He heard a soft sobbing noise coming from the third stall. He opened the stall and saw Hermione leaning over the toilet sobbing like she was going to throw up again. She gobbled up more candy that she had in a bag and stuck her finger in her mouth but Harry yanked it out. "Stop. Stop now why you still can." He said. "Why you don't care about me." She said sticking her finger in her throat and making the candy come up. Harry closed his eyes, covered his mouth and turned his head. Why was Hermione doing this? Harry grabbed the candy and threw it in his bag. He then helped Hermione up. When she got to her feet she collapsed. Harry picked her up and carried her outside. Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville were waiting. "I am very mad for what she did but I am still her friend so I am taking her to the hospital wing. Ron if you had any decency in you, you would join me." Harry said giving Ron a cold stern look. Ron gulped and nodded and him, Dean, Seamus, and Neville followed Harry to the hospital wing.
A week had passed and Hermione still wasn't out of the Hospital wing. "She's lost a lot of body weight just throwing up three times believe it or not." Professor Pomfrey said. Ron turned around where he wasn't looking at Harry. He started to cry. "Mrs. Pompfrey have you examined Hermione thoroughly?" Ron asked not even turning around. "Well yes why?" She asked. "Was she pregnant?" Ron asked again. Harry gasped at this. "No not that I know of. Of course I could check again." She said sternly. "Please." Was all Ron said. Madam Pomfrey walked back in and shut the door. "What do you mean pregnant?" Harry asked. He still was looking at Ron's back. "Hermione told me she was pregnant. But she could have said that wanting attention knowing her." He said. Harry sat down on the ground. Ron turned around and sat down next to Harry. "I was so cheery at lunch because I broke up with Hermione and I was trying to hide the fact that I was hurt." Harry looked up at Ron and then stood back up. He hugged Ron. "You're more then a friend. You're a brother." Harry said. They stood there for a few more minutes until Madam Pomfrey came back out. "She's not pregnant." She said. "She wasn't ever pregnant." Ron nodded his head. "I got to study I'll come back by later." He turned around walking off slowly. Harry stood there with Madam Pomfrey in complete silence. He then turned to her, gave a weak smile and then said, "Cheers." Before walking off.
Dear Journal
It's been real tough today. Last night Hermione tried making a move on me, and then, this morning blamed it on me to Ron. I skipped school today and stayed in the common room. I hope I haven't lost Ron's friendship. I've been thinking a lot lately and I don't know if I can hold in my anger too much longer. I have been angry with Hermione sense our fifth year (last year) and this morning I had let it out some but not all the way. I have a huge knot in my stomach and it's tearing my insides apart. This isn't the first time Hermione has done something to me like this and I believe it won't be the last. I don't love Hermione and I don't plan ever being with her. I hope Ron knows what's good for him and breaks up with her.
Harry J. Potter November 3
Harry put his book back in his drawer and laid his head on his pillow. He drifted off to sleep and an hour later woke up. He saw Mcgonogal walk in. "Professor? What are you doing here?" Harry asked. "Seeing if you felt good enough to come for dinner. If not I will be happy to bring you something up." Mcgonagol said. Harry shook his head. "I'll be down there in a minute." Professor Mcgonagol walked out of the room and closed the door. Harry took off his Quidditch robes that he still had on from this morning. He pulled out a new clean dress shirt and a clean pair of black dress pants and put them on. He then grabbed his tie and threw that on as well. He saw his black gryffindor robe but couldn't find a clean gryffindor sweater. He looked in the drawer in his dresser next to his bed and found one. He threw it on and then put his robe on. Harry walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. He had spiked hair and wore contacts. He went into the boy's bathroom and took out his contacts and then took a spray bottle and wet his hair down combing out the gel. He then took a towel and rubbed his hair dry. He brushed it in the position where he had it back in his first year. He then reached in a container and grabbed his glasses. He was sick of the new hot Harry Potter. He wanted to be his original self. He smiled at his self. He went back to his four- poster and put his shoes on. Then went down to the great hall.
He walked into the great hall and saw Ron but not Hermione. Ron looked up and saw Harry and smiled. "Hey Harry over here!" Ron shouted. Harry went and sat down next to Ron. He acted like nothing happened. If Ron brought it up, more power to him. "I'm starving Harry said rubbing his hands together." He picked some chicken out of the middle of the table and then got a spoon full of potato salad. Ron was chewing his food and seemed to look at everything Harry was getting. He didn't look at all depressed. " 'ey 'arry you misse' a great 'arm's 'esson." Ron said." "What?" Harry said. Ron swallowed and said. "You missed a great Charms Lesson." "Oh." Harry said not at all enthusiastic. "Hey Harry you went back to your old look." Seamus said. Harry nodded. "I got sick of my new look. That's all." Ron and Harry walked back up to the Gryffindor Common room with Dean, Seamus, and Neville. Peeves the Poltergiest, came up and was making a horrible cackling laugh. "What do you want?" Harry asked annoyingly. "Mr. Weasel your little girlfriend is soooo upset." Peeves said. "It's Weasley, and what do u mean she's upset?" Ron said. "Well Nearly Headless Nick and I were walking with The Bloody Barron and we saw Hermione running into the girls bathroom. Then we heard a horrible noise and one of our lady witches came out and said Hermione made herself throw up." Ron, Harry, Dean, Seamus, and Neville all gasped and ran towards the girl's bathroom. "Who's going to go in there?" Dean asked. "I'm not." Neville said. "Psh I just got out of Detention." Seamus echoed. "Well someone has to go in!" Ron exclaimed. "She's your girlfriend Ron why don't you." Dean said. "She USED to be my girlfriend!" Ron corrected. These words hit Harry like a needle stabbing his heart. "I'll do it." Harry said looking at the doorknob to the bathroom as if it were going to jump up and bite him. He opened the door, walked in, and closed it behind him. "Hermione?" He said. He heard a soft sobbing noise coming from the third stall. He opened the stall and saw Hermione leaning over the toilet sobbing like she was going to throw up again. She gobbled up more candy that she had in a bag and stuck her finger in her mouth but Harry yanked it out. "Stop. Stop now why you still can." He said. "Why you don't care about me." She said sticking her finger in her throat and making the candy come up. Harry closed his eyes, covered his mouth and turned his head. Why was Hermione doing this? Harry grabbed the candy and threw it in his bag. He then helped Hermione up. When she got to her feet she collapsed. Harry picked her up and carried her outside. Ron, Dean, Seamus, and Neville were waiting. "I am very mad for what she did but I am still her friend so I am taking her to the hospital wing. Ron if you had any decency in you, you would join me." Harry said giving Ron a cold stern look. Ron gulped and nodded and him, Dean, Seamus, and Neville followed Harry to the hospital wing.
A week had passed and Hermione still wasn't out of the Hospital wing. "She's lost a lot of body weight just throwing up three times believe it or not." Professor Pomfrey said. Ron turned around where he wasn't looking at Harry. He started to cry. "Mrs. Pompfrey have you examined Hermione thoroughly?" Ron asked not even turning around. "Well yes why?" She asked. "Was she pregnant?" Ron asked again. Harry gasped at this. "No not that I know of. Of course I could check again." She said sternly. "Please." Was all Ron said. Madam Pomfrey walked back in and shut the door. "What do you mean pregnant?" Harry asked. He still was looking at Ron's back. "Hermione told me she was pregnant. But she could have said that wanting attention knowing her." He said. Harry sat down on the ground. Ron turned around and sat down next to Harry. "I was so cheery at lunch because I broke up with Hermione and I was trying to hide the fact that I was hurt." Harry looked up at Ron and then stood back up. He hugged Ron. "You're more then a friend. You're a brother." Harry said. They stood there for a few more minutes until Madam Pomfrey came back out. "She's not pregnant." She said. "She wasn't ever pregnant." Ron nodded his head. "I got to study I'll come back by later." He turned around walking off slowly. Harry stood there with Madam Pomfrey in complete silence. He then turned to her, gave a weak smile and then said, "Cheers." Before walking off.