A/N: ***IMPORTANT!! At the end of this chapter, there is a paragraph that
could become a trigger for people with or dangerously close to having
eating disorders. I did not intend it to be so, but after I wrote it I
realized the potential. Please be aware and skip the paragraph if you wish-
there will be three stars before the paragraph and then three more stars
when it is over.
Disclaimer: See previous chapter. Nothing belongs to me!
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I'd Do Anything
Chapter 2: You Can't Make Me!
It was now about a week into the school year and Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting in the otherwise deserted common room. Hermione was reading a rather large book while Harry and Ron played a competitive game of wizard chess.
"Aha!"
Both Hermione and Harry jumped at the unexpected noise. They both curiously glanced at Ron, the source of the eruption.
"Checkmate! I've won! Good game, Harry."
"What? How is that possible? What'd you do?" Harry asked while studying the chessboard, searching for his mistake.
Pointing, Ron quickly explained, "See, Harry, although your rook and queen were protecting your king, my knight was able to travel from here to here and easily capture it."
Harry, though thoroughly confused, nodded slowly and stood up from his seat. He covered his mouth as he yawned, and glanced at his watch.
"Well, guys, its getting late. I s'pose I'll be heading to bed now."
"Same here, you coming 'Mione?"
"No, I think I'll stay here and read a while longer. Night," Hermione responded without even looking up from her book. In return she received a mumbled, "Night," from Ron, and, "See you in the morning, Hermie," from Harry.
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The next morning Hermione was not at breakfast, which was becoming pretty usual, but Harry and Ron both assumed she'd overslept, or something of the sort. They figured they'd meet her at their first class.
When Harry and Ron walked into the Transfiguration room they were surprise to see Hermione already sitting there, flipping through her textbook. They walked over and took a seat on either side of her in the first row.
"Hermione, why weren't you at breakfast?" Ron whispered, as to not gain the unwanted attention of their professor.
"I was in the library looking something up." Hermione quickly replied.
Harry and Ron looked sardonically at each other, over her bent head. Just then, the room started to rapidly fill with students and class started.
After the trio's last morning class, they quickly went to the common room to put away their books before lunch. Ron and Harry turned to leave the room, but Hermione hesitated.
"Aren't you coming, Herm?" Harry asked when he realized she wasn't following them. Hermione shook her head.
"I think I'm going to stay here and study for our Herbology test this afternoon."
"'Mione, you studied for that like crazy all week. Plus, you missed breakfast this morning, you need to eat something," Ron pointed out.
"Who are you, my mother?" Hermione snapped angrily. Ron looked taken aback at the tone of her voice.
"Hermione, we're just looking out for you, like friends should. Ron didn't mean anything offensive," Harry defended.
"Fine," Hermione sighed, "let's go."
At the Gryffindor table, Hermione looked around at all of the people stuffing their faces. Then, she looked at her own plate, which was bare. She was not going to eat anything, Hermione determined. It would be a test of her will power.
"Hermie, aren't you going to eat?" Harry asked while swallowing a bite of food.
"I'm not very hungry. My stomachs been bothering me lately." Hermione was surprised at how easily the lies rolled off her tongue.
"Well, at least have some soup. It might help." Harry said while pouring some into a bowl and putting it in front of her.
Hermione gritted her teeth. "No thanks."
"'Mione, just eat a little," Ron suggested.
"I said no!" Hermione yelled. Everyone in the hall turned to look her way, including the teachers. She quickly stood up and huffed out of the great hall. Harry and Ron both hurried after her, but couldn't find her anywhere.
For the rest of the day Hermione avoided the two. In classes she wouldn't speak to them and would rush out of the room afterward so quickly that they couldn't keep up with her. After classes though, she was ambushed in her dormitory without noticing until it was too late.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked worriedly.
Hermione's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't let them find out was going on, they couldn't know! It would ruin everything! They would make her stop and tell someone!
"I'm fine, why?"
"You've been acting kind of strange lately." Ron said, while Harry nodded in agreement. Hermione grew more nervous. She needed to think of something quickly! Then it hit her. She chuckled slightly to be convincing.
"Guys, I'm sorry I've been acting so odd. I just haven't been feeling too well lately, you know, PMS." She smiled inwardly as she saw them grow uncomfortable.
"Oh, sorry," Ron said, his face as read as his hair. Harry nodded again because he couldn't think of anything to say.
"So," he started, trying to get away from the subject, "you coming down to dinner?"
Hermione hesitated, fighting a conflict inside herself. She had to be careful now, that was too close! If she went to dinner though, she would have to eat something! Then it dawned on her. Why hadn't she thought of it before? It was so simple! She smiled at both of her friends.
"Sure, let's go."
(A/N: hmmm... Should I leave you here? It's a good place to leave off... Nah, its too short.)
At dinner, the boys piled their plates sky-high as usual. Hermione looked over the food on the table and sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. Tentatively, she put some salad in her bowl and left it dry. She looked at the fried chicken and almost gagged. Definitely skipping that. Mashed potatoes were out of the question, too many carbs. She finally settled on a small piece of salmon and a tiny pile of green beans. Slowly, she started picking at her food, every once in a while looking around to make sure nobody saw her eating, adding to her already repulsive weight.
By the time that dinner was over, Hermione noticed she had eaten a grossly large amount, half, of her food. She pushed her plate away from her, revolted by it.
"Hey, guys," she said to Harry and Ron, who were engaged in a quidditch conversation with Dean and Ginny, "I'll be in the common room, alright, I'm a bit tired." Her friends nodded and she walked out of the hall.
***Hermione went through the common room and into her dormitory. She was so glad she had thought of this. Thank Merlin she had overheard Parvati and Lavender talking about Parvati's cousin one day, or she might never have though to try this. She entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her, placing a silencing charm around the room. She knelt in front of the toilet and took a deep breath, steadying herself. How did Parvati say her cousin did it again? Ah, right. Slowly, she slid her index and middle fingers into her mouth and slightly down her throat. Determinedly, she started moving her fingers about, tickling her throat. She gagged, but didn't stop. Finally, everything she had eaten came rushing back up and into the toilet. After she was sure that she couldn't get anything else up, she slipped her fingers out of her mouth and sighed. Her throat stung, her eyes watered, her nose was running, but she felt happy. She felt, empty. ***
After a moment, she stood up and washed her face and hands. She flushed the toilet, watching the enemy disappear. She took the silencing charm off of the bathroom and sighed as she made her way down to the common room.
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A/N: First off, thank you for the reviews and I'm looking forward to some more. Secondly, after writing this chapter, I had some doubts about the ending, but I decided to post it. I'm sorry if it causes you any discomfort, but it's something that affects many girls, and some guys. There will be more of this kind of material in the future of this story, just as a warning. Please let me know what you think of this chapter in a review!!
*~*Cecilia*~*
Disclaimer: See previous chapter. Nothing belongs to me!
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I'd Do Anything
Chapter 2: You Can't Make Me!
It was now about a week into the school year and Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting in the otherwise deserted common room. Hermione was reading a rather large book while Harry and Ron played a competitive game of wizard chess.
"Aha!"
Both Hermione and Harry jumped at the unexpected noise. They both curiously glanced at Ron, the source of the eruption.
"Checkmate! I've won! Good game, Harry."
"What? How is that possible? What'd you do?" Harry asked while studying the chessboard, searching for his mistake.
Pointing, Ron quickly explained, "See, Harry, although your rook and queen were protecting your king, my knight was able to travel from here to here and easily capture it."
Harry, though thoroughly confused, nodded slowly and stood up from his seat. He covered his mouth as he yawned, and glanced at his watch.
"Well, guys, its getting late. I s'pose I'll be heading to bed now."
"Same here, you coming 'Mione?"
"No, I think I'll stay here and read a while longer. Night," Hermione responded without even looking up from her book. In return she received a mumbled, "Night," from Ron, and, "See you in the morning, Hermie," from Harry.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The next morning Hermione was not at breakfast, which was becoming pretty usual, but Harry and Ron both assumed she'd overslept, or something of the sort. They figured they'd meet her at their first class.
When Harry and Ron walked into the Transfiguration room they were surprise to see Hermione already sitting there, flipping through her textbook. They walked over and took a seat on either side of her in the first row.
"Hermione, why weren't you at breakfast?" Ron whispered, as to not gain the unwanted attention of their professor.
"I was in the library looking something up." Hermione quickly replied.
Harry and Ron looked sardonically at each other, over her bent head. Just then, the room started to rapidly fill with students and class started.
After the trio's last morning class, they quickly went to the common room to put away their books before lunch. Ron and Harry turned to leave the room, but Hermione hesitated.
"Aren't you coming, Herm?" Harry asked when he realized she wasn't following them. Hermione shook her head.
"I think I'm going to stay here and study for our Herbology test this afternoon."
"'Mione, you studied for that like crazy all week. Plus, you missed breakfast this morning, you need to eat something," Ron pointed out.
"Who are you, my mother?" Hermione snapped angrily. Ron looked taken aback at the tone of her voice.
"Hermione, we're just looking out for you, like friends should. Ron didn't mean anything offensive," Harry defended.
"Fine," Hermione sighed, "let's go."
At the Gryffindor table, Hermione looked around at all of the people stuffing their faces. Then, she looked at her own plate, which was bare. She was not going to eat anything, Hermione determined. It would be a test of her will power.
"Hermie, aren't you going to eat?" Harry asked while swallowing a bite of food.
"I'm not very hungry. My stomachs been bothering me lately." Hermione was surprised at how easily the lies rolled off her tongue.
"Well, at least have some soup. It might help." Harry said while pouring some into a bowl and putting it in front of her.
Hermione gritted her teeth. "No thanks."
"'Mione, just eat a little," Ron suggested.
"I said no!" Hermione yelled. Everyone in the hall turned to look her way, including the teachers. She quickly stood up and huffed out of the great hall. Harry and Ron both hurried after her, but couldn't find her anywhere.
For the rest of the day Hermione avoided the two. In classes she wouldn't speak to them and would rush out of the room afterward so quickly that they couldn't keep up with her. After classes though, she was ambushed in her dormitory without noticing until it was too late.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked worriedly.
Hermione's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't let them find out was going on, they couldn't know! It would ruin everything! They would make her stop and tell someone!
"I'm fine, why?"
"You've been acting kind of strange lately." Ron said, while Harry nodded in agreement. Hermione grew more nervous. She needed to think of something quickly! Then it hit her. She chuckled slightly to be convincing.
"Guys, I'm sorry I've been acting so odd. I just haven't been feeling too well lately, you know, PMS." She smiled inwardly as she saw them grow uncomfortable.
"Oh, sorry," Ron said, his face as read as his hair. Harry nodded again because he couldn't think of anything to say.
"So," he started, trying to get away from the subject, "you coming down to dinner?"
Hermione hesitated, fighting a conflict inside herself. She had to be careful now, that was too close! If she went to dinner though, she would have to eat something! Then it dawned on her. Why hadn't she thought of it before? It was so simple! She smiled at both of her friends.
"Sure, let's go."
(A/N: hmmm... Should I leave you here? It's a good place to leave off... Nah, its too short.)
At dinner, the boys piled their plates sky-high as usual. Hermione looked over the food on the table and sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. Tentatively, she put some salad in her bowl and left it dry. She looked at the fried chicken and almost gagged. Definitely skipping that. Mashed potatoes were out of the question, too many carbs. She finally settled on a small piece of salmon and a tiny pile of green beans. Slowly, she started picking at her food, every once in a while looking around to make sure nobody saw her eating, adding to her already repulsive weight.
By the time that dinner was over, Hermione noticed she had eaten a grossly large amount, half, of her food. She pushed her plate away from her, revolted by it.
"Hey, guys," she said to Harry and Ron, who were engaged in a quidditch conversation with Dean and Ginny, "I'll be in the common room, alright, I'm a bit tired." Her friends nodded and she walked out of the hall.
***Hermione went through the common room and into her dormitory. She was so glad she had thought of this. Thank Merlin she had overheard Parvati and Lavender talking about Parvati's cousin one day, or she might never have though to try this. She entered the bathroom and locked the door behind her, placing a silencing charm around the room. She knelt in front of the toilet and took a deep breath, steadying herself. How did Parvati say her cousin did it again? Ah, right. Slowly, she slid her index and middle fingers into her mouth and slightly down her throat. Determinedly, she started moving her fingers about, tickling her throat. She gagged, but didn't stop. Finally, everything she had eaten came rushing back up and into the toilet. After she was sure that she couldn't get anything else up, she slipped her fingers out of her mouth and sighed. Her throat stung, her eyes watered, her nose was running, but she felt happy. She felt, empty. ***
After a moment, she stood up and washed her face and hands. She flushed the toilet, watching the enemy disappear. She took the silencing charm off of the bathroom and sighed as she made her way down to the common room.
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A/N: First off, thank you for the reviews and I'm looking forward to some more. Secondly, after writing this chapter, I had some doubts about the ending, but I decided to post it. I'm sorry if it causes you any discomfort, but it's something that affects many girls, and some guys. There will be more of this kind of material in the future of this story, just as a warning. Please let me know what you think of this chapter in a review!!
*~*Cecilia*~*