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Chapter 5 Betrayal

The walk down too his room was one of the longest he'd ever walked. His emotions were running around in his body so viciously that it was a wonder he didn't fall over. He was so completely confused; he doubted he would ever be able to think strait again. What if Fleur was his true love and he let her go just like that? He might never find someone that understood him as well as Fleur did and yet he hardly knew anything about her and still he felt as if she knew him better then Ron and Hermione ever would. She had said she loved him, well as good as, and he'd told her he loved her. For short moments, he felt furiously jealous at Bill for having Fleur. He knew that Fleur wanted to be kissed by Bill and not Harry, but that was not why he was jealous of Bill he was jealous of him for wanting to kiss Fleur, how could Fleur be his true love if he didn't even have an urge to kiss her? Maybe there is something wrong with me Harry thought. Why wouldn't a boy of my age want to kiss Fleur, he knew Ron wouldn't mind at all. He stopped outside the door leading to his and Ron's room but didn't enter, he was too deep in his thoughts. He stood there for a few moments until he heard a giggle from in side.

"Ron you great prat" Hermione's voice giggled through the door.

"Yeah well, I did" Ron's voice answered.

"You are so stupid you know?" Hermione said.

"Every one is stupid next to you" Ron replied.

"Shut up and kiss me again" Hermione's voice said and Harry's stomach clenched horribly.

"Just what I needed my best friends are snogging each other" He muttered and turned away from the door he couldn't help feel angry and betrayed by them, he needed them now but they obviously didn't have time for him.

Ron's voice sounded through the door "Wish you hadn't shrunk your teeth now"

"Why?" She giggled.

"They would have been much more interesting to kiss" Ron said in a teasing voice.

"You really like me don't you" Hermione asked in a tone Harry had never heard Hermione use before, it was seductive and daring.

Harry practically ran away from their door, he didn't want to hear Ron's reply to that. He had never felt so alone or lost, his best friends were in love, and the girl he loved was with another boy, Tonks's was on duty and Sirius… he sighted heavily.

"All right Harry?" He heard Remus's voice say from behind him.

Harry turned around, he opened his mouth to answer 'Yeah' but as it was a direct, and rather painful at the moment, lie he closed his mouth again.

"Care for a cup of tea?" Remus went on when he saw Harry's expression.

"Sure" Harry replied and followed Remus to his room. His room was very empty almost unfurnished considering that this is where he lived. There were only a table two chairs a drawer and a bed. Remus conjured a teapot, filed it with boiling water from his wand, and summoned some tea bags and sugar from the kitchen.

"Hope you don't mind, tea bags" Remus said.

"No, it's okay" Harry reassured him.

"So how's stuff" Harry asked awkwardly, before Remus had the change to ask him the same question.

"Oh, well better and better for every day that passes" Remus said looking down at his cup of tea. They both sipped their tea in silence for a few moments.

"How about you Harry?" Remus asked.

"I'm…" He meant to say 'fine' but couldn't "This is my worst day ever" He choked out instead.

"How come?" Remus asked gently still focusing on his tea.

"Everything went wrong" Harry stated then added to himself mostly "Wish I stayed at privet drive"

"Girl trouble" Remus said it was not a question but a statement.

Harry looked up at him he was smiling slightly at him.

"You could say that" Harry said sadly looking down on his tea again.

"Harry you have too know that there are many girls out there and most girls you meet at your age will be wrong later in life" Remus said comfortingly.

Harry sighted.

"She told me she loved me" Harry said.

"As I said Harry, things that seem certain at your age may very well change over a few weeks" Remus said.

"Yeah, well she told me less then an hour ago" Harry snapped.

"Oh, sorry Harry" Remus said and wrinkled his forehead.

"Are we talking about Hermione?" Remus asked after a few moments.

"No" Harry said.

"Is it Ginny then?" Remus asked.

"No" Harry said "It's Fleur" He had not been planning telling any one about this but he was to fragile all his nerves seemed to have gotten a hundred times more sensitive and lacked for the moment the ability or instinct to cover his private thoughts.

Remus choked on his tea.

"And you love her?" Remus asked.

"Yeah, told her too" Harry stated dreamily staring intently on his tea.

"So Bill is the…" Remus left the question unasked.

"Yeah, she loves him too" Harry said taking a sip from his tea.

"Did you spend much time with her during the tournament?" Remus asked him.

"No, just hello's" Harry said.

Remus looked a bit confused.

"So you just discovered it today?" Remus asked him.

"Yes" Harry answered; he could feel his temper raising this was getting a bit annoying.

"Have you kissed her?" Remus asked him awkwardly.

"No" Harry said his temper raising another notch.

"And yet you are sure you are in love with her?" Remus asked.

"Yes" Harry snapped.

"What do you see in her?" Remus asked after a short moment.

"She understands how it feels to have people gaping at you, and she is intelligent and funny" Harry said trying to control his temper he didn't know why but he was really angry.

"And very pretty" Remus added.

"I know she is" Harry snapped again.

"Calm down Harry, it's not as if any thing is decided this moment. You'll see Fleur again tomorrow" Remus said soothingly.

Harry was still furious, but Remus gave him no reason to yell at him so he managed to control his temper.

"Better get back to my room and break them up" Harry muttered and got up.

"Who?" Remus asked innocently.

"Ron and Hermione of course" Harry said and walked out the door. He could hear Remus voice bidding him a good night but he didn't respond. His chat with Remus had not done him any good; it just made him feel stupid because he had fallen for her so quickly and immature for not even kissing her.

He opened the door to his room and saw that Hermione had fallen asleep on top of Ron who too was fast asleep sitting in the only chair in the room. It looked very uncomfortable for Ron but he had a wide smile across his face so it couldn't be that bad. He walked around them so that he could se Hermione's face, she wasn't smiling but she looked very peaceful. He had seen her sleeping many times in various books she had been reading and even though some of the books had been interesting even by his measures, she had never looked so peaceful. How could he be angry with them when they were so happy together? He would have to wake them up though or Ron wouldn't be able to stand strait for the rest of his life.

"Wake up" He said softly but none of them stirred. He had a funny urge to go and ask Mr Weasley if he could borrow his camera, their expression when they woke up would be priceless.

"Hey, wake up you two" He said this time Hermione stirred and opened her eyes she smiled for a short moment before she saw Harry.

"Harry!" She gulped and fell to the floor bringing Ron and the chair with her. It was rather funny seeing them wake up like this. Ron stood in an instance looking wildly around. Hermione turned so red that her face was the same colour as Ron's hair.

"Harry" Ron said after a moment and turned red as well.

"You fell asleep?" Harry asked them with a wicked grin.

They didn't reply both of them looked down on the floor. Harry knew he shouldn't enjoy their discomfort and teas them, but he couldn't help it, not after what had happened that day.

"Got a bit crowded in your room?" Harry asked Hermione, she didn't reply.

"One would think of course that it would be even more crowded to share a chair" He went on.

"One would also think that in a room with two beds and one chair, the chair would be the one thing not to sleep in, yet both of you seems to prefer it" Harry said working very hard not to start laughing.

"Or maybe…"

"Oh very funny Harry" Hermione snapped and Harry burst out laughing the fact that Hermione snapped at him made it ten times funnier.

"Stop laughing Harry" Hermione said.

"Can't" Harry managed to choke out "too… funny… should…see…your…faces" He was laughing painfully hard.

"Harry if you don't stop I'm going to pour water on you" Hermione said warningly.

"WATER" Harry practically yelled and laughed even more.

"SHUT UP" Ron shouted.

"Sorry" Harry said "Can't… stop…"

"He's gone mental" He heard Ron mutter to Hermione she seemed to agree.

"Harry please stop" She tried in a soft voice.

But Harry couldn't stop, no matter what they said. He laughed so badly that tears started rolling down his cheeks.

"Harry I'm serious, I'm going to pour water on you" Hermione said holding a pitcher full of water.

"You… better…" He managed to say, he couldn't stop it wasn't even funny anymore. And so she did, the water was freezing the pitcher must have had a temperature charm placed on it to keep its contents chilled. It helped; Harry was able to stop laughing.

"Sorry" He said as he wiped the worst of the water from his face "couldn't stop"

"Are you all right?" Hermione asked.

"Sure it was just too much for a moment" Harry replied.

"So" Ron said nervously "Are you okay with me and Hermione?"

"What sleeping together?" Harry asked carelessly then as he saw Hermione's expression he realized what he'd said "Oh… didn't mean it that way. No, no problem wish you'd have told me though"

"Oh, Harry we would have told you but it just happened" Hermione said blushing scarlet.

They were silent for a moment Harry pulled of his wet shirt and put on a dry one.

"Got new clothes?" Hermione asked him looking at his neon green shirt.

"Yeah, Tonks bought me some" Harry said.

"I can see that" said Hermione she obviously didn't approve of Tonks dress sense.

"I know" Said Harry "Still better then Dudley's old"

"Yeah" Ron agreed "Did she get you anything orange?"

"No… most other colours though she thinks that with my black hair I need colourful clothes otherwise I will look boring"

"So Harry, had any visions?" Hermione asked him seriously.

"No, nothing, some pain but that's all" He answered truthfully he hadn't had any visions since he met Voldemort last time.

"Are you sure no strange dreams?" Hermione asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." He said he didn't like the subject, since Sirius died his nightmares seemed to be able to reach a new height of terror.

"So what have you been up to all day?" Ron asked him trying to change the subject to something more pleasant.

"Not much I've shown Fleur the house" He said in a lazy tone and there by hoping they would drop the subject. After his laughter, some of his tense feelings regarding Fleur seemed to have loosened.

"Oh, how is she doing, with her family and every thing?" Hermione asked him

"She was way worse this morning when I met her and Bill" Harry said he wasn't sure if Hermione and Ron knew about how they'd all met in Diagon Alley but none of them said anything so he guessed they knew.

"So, I guess you two haven't gotten any book lists yet?" Harry asked them

"No not yet, Dumbledore can't find a Defence against the Dark arts professor, he even asked Tonks and she lacks the ability to behave herself" Ron said with a smile.

"She didn't want the job then" Harry asked them.

"No, she said she would end up in Detention no matter how much professor she was" Ron said.

"It would be fun though" Harry said.

"Yeah, but we wouldn't learn much would we" Hermione said.

"Oh come off it Hermione she can't be worst then Umbridge, Quirrell or Lockhart" Ron said. Harry was very happy about this comment it made things seem just as usual between them. After all, they were still the same people he thought.

"Well there are loads of aurors better suited as teachers then her Kingsley Shacklebolt for one" Hermione replied.

"He's too important at the ministry he can't just leave" Harry said.

"I'm not saying he isn't needed where he is, but you do realize that in two years we are going to take our NEWTs and we can't afford any more incompetent teachers" Hermione said in her bossy voice.

"You just got your OWLs back and now you worry about NEWTs?" Ron asked her incredulously. Harry wondered for a moment if Ron ever got tired of hearing Hermione tell him that their grades were very important, but then it struck him Ron must love to hear Hermione tell him grades were very important just as much as Hermione loved to tell Ron that grades were very important. They loved bickering with each other. Harry always thought they did it because they annoyed each other, but it was the other way around. He wondered briefly if they were aware of it themselves. He knew Ron probably wasn't he was a bit thick when it came to emotions and Hermione didn't really have self perspective enough to realise things like this.

"What are you smiling at" Hermione asked him.

"Oh, sorry just realized something" Harry said.

"What?" Hermione asked.

"You will know when you're older" Harry teased her he wasn't going to tell them anything this was the sort of thing they had to figure out for them self, if they already didn't know that is.

"Care to tell me then?" Ron asked his birthday was Mars 1 so he was older then Harry.

"Sorry mate can't tell you" Harry replied. "It's nothing important"

"What is it?" Hermione asked concernedly she obviously thought it might be related to his scar or she wouldn't be so persistent.

"Sorry can't tell you. You two have to figure it out for yourself. It's not a big deal just a silly detail" He said trying to make them forget about it.

"Oh, Harry mum got this friend who makes the most terrific Liquorice" Ron said "You just got to try it"

Hermione glared at Ron but didn't say anything. This can only mean one thing they 'Lying Liquorice' Harry thought. Ron ran over to his trunk and pulled out a small box in the size of a matchbox. He held it so that Harry couldn't see the text on the box, but Harry didn't need to.

"Thanks" he said and picked up a small black pastille, he decided to pretend to swallow it. Ron and Hermione looked closely at him.

"What? It's only Liquorice" As he said this they looked a way from a moment long enough for him to pretend to put it in his mouth but to in fact keep it in his hand. He pretended to chew "Yeah it's rather good"

"So" Hermione said to Harry surprise, he thought Ron would be asking the questions. "You just gave Fleur a tour of the house?"

What! Harry thought. Did Hermione know something? What did he want her to believe? Well he didn't want them to know the truth not when it had gone so bad.

"No Remus did" Harry said and regretted it. That was a bad lie.

"Oh, I see" said Hermione "But I knew you spent some time with her, I think she is really shallow what do you think Harry"

How dare she say so about Fleur Harry thought bitterly he could feel his temper rising. Then he realized that he was blowing his cover and needed to say something.

"Harry?" Hermione asked him.

"Yeah sorry, what did you say?" He asked her to win some time

"I said I think Fleur is really shallow do you agree?" She asked him innocently.

Hermione had trapped him in a yes no question. He didn't have a way out of this... or had he. He was now becoming furious with Hermione, how could she accuse Fleur of being shallow? Hermione didn't even know her, and Fleur's family had just died. Hermione had no idea of what it was like not to have parents he was now shivering with anger.

"YOU STUPID IGNORANT BRAT" Harry yelled at her losing his temper completely. Hermione's expression changed from calculating coolness to horror-struck.

"She has just lost her family! Have you any idea what that is like! And you use lying liquorice to find out if I think she is shallow you stupid" Harry used an expression he never thought he would use on anyone much less Hermione.

Hermione started to cry she looked miserable; it gave Harry a grim sort of pleasure. "To late to be sorry now isn't it?" He said in a cool and hard voice he didn't knew he possessed but was quite proud of at the moment. Ron stood rooted to the spot.

"You know Hermione I shouldn't really be surprised anybody who get eleven Os is not sane" Harry said, it was not a fair accusation but he just wanted to hurt her and he knew that was a soft spot.

"I'm sorry" She said through her sobs that was now echoing in the room.

"I bet you are" Harry said "You know if I wasn't sure that your parents were nice people I would say HOPE YOU NEVER SE THEM AGAIN" Harry took even himself by surprise by this statement and regretted it immediately.

"How can you say something like that" Ron said disbelievingly as he walked over to Hermione and held her.

She sobbed even more now into Ron's shoulder.

"I'M SORRY" She yelled "I'M A STUPID" she used a word he never thought Hermione would use.

"Yes you are" Harry agreed with her.

"I'm so sorry Harry, what do you want me to do, I'll do anything?" Hermione said so sadly and honestly that Harry almost fell sorry for her.

"I'm jealous at her the way Ron looks at her" She sobbed once more into Ron's shoulder.

"I told you I only did that that to see if you cared?" Harry could hear Ron whisper into Hermione's ear Harry knew he was not supposed to hear that.

"I know Ron, but she is beautiful" Hermione sobbed.

"You were jealous of her?" Harry asked Hermione he didn't expect this.

"Yes, and I'm so sorry Harry, but I think she is using her influence on you" Hermione said pronouncing the words 'she' and 'her' very clearly.

Harry was speechless had Fleur only tricked him, was she a spy? Harry felt so stupid, of course why would she tell him she loves him they don't even know each other and Harry must have been so easy to convince.

"She told me she loved me" Harry admitted in a hollow voice.

"I'm sorry Harry did she… do anything?" Hermione asked him her tears slowly ebbing away.

"No, we just talked, she was sad because Bill was so nice too her and she loves him too" Harry said tonelessly.

Every one was silent. Hermione had stopped crying but Ron still held her and Harry was sitting down on his bed. Harry had never felt so miserable in all his life, he had been used, played like a brick by someone he loved someone he thought he were so close too. She'd used her veela charm on him; he didn't even suspect that he was being manipulated. He looked into his Foe Glass trying to spot her, but couldn't.

"Useless piece of crap" He growled at it.

"She's not in there" Hermione asked him wiping away her last tears.

"No" Harry said.

"Harry it's not certain she is a spy you know. I can't see how she could be really, Bill has spent a lot of time with her since Voldemort returned and he trusts her" Hermione said, Harry knew she was just saying that to cheer him up.

"Well he's a stupid male isn't he?" Harry asked her bitterly.

"He is a male but he isn't stupid. I can't see how any one could control him for a whole year with out him noticing anything" Hermione said.

"Yeah I don't think she could have controlled him that long" Said Ron. "Bill has had loads of pretty girlfriends during the years none of them has lasted a whole year"

"Harry, have you told anyone about this?" Hermione asked.

"I told Remus" Harry said. He now realised that Remus might have suspected that Fleur was tricking him. That would explain Remus's interest of details. How could he have been so stupid why would someone like Fleur like someone like him?

"Harry you'll have to go on as if you don't suspect her at all" Hermione said.

Harry nodded silently.

"Right let's get to bed" Hermione said and walked out of the room.

"Night" She said before she closed the door.

Ron and Harry didn't say much they just got ready for bed as quiet as possible, Harry was grateful for this. He felt so incredible stupid, he had been so naïve, but he also felt very, very sad he had for a few moments actually loved somebody. He felt slightly better as he remembered that they never even kissed. Maybe I somewhere knew she wasn't real he thought. What if he kissed her or worse, she could have made him do anything. The emotional strain of the day caught up with him and he fell asleep before he even knew he was tired.

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Next Chapter is called "Emotions" plain and simple. Hermione is a bit out of character perhaps but I figure she starts seeing herself as an adult and starts to follow adult rules, as she feels confident that her judgment is good enough. You'll see what I mean!

Oh yeah I almost forgot I will be posting another short fic with a really heavy R rating today it is not nice. Check it out if you feel like it!