For What It's Worth
~hotsleekeyz~
Chapter 6
Confrontation
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In great shock and fear, Harry's eyes grew wide and bewildered. He couldn't fathom why and how come Ron wanted him to go to Hermione, though he knew that his friend got a point. He was committing self-injury---he knew that. He was not aware of what he's doing at times---he knew that. He loves Hermione more than a friend and he knew that. And what the hell Harry also knew that Hermione was in love with him too.
"Ron! Are you demented? I can't possibly go to Hermione now! Not even tomorrow or the days after! First, she's well damn sleeping soundly tonight and I don't know what the hell why we have to bother waking her up. Second, I'm fine now since you've done the healing spell and third, I don't have anything to say to Hermione. It's just a waste of time and neither would I want an infuriated Hermione Granger early in the morning", stated Harry as he tried to catch his breath. By all means he wanted to stay out of the matter most especially that he had to deal with his feelings for Hermione.
Ron wanted to decipher who between Harry and him was demented. Even though Harry had his own points, the matter that Harry was causing himself injury was a serious one. In fact, Harry must have been dead if Ron didn't wake up to Harry's painful groans. "Come on now Harry! There's no better time for this but now. You've been cutting endlessly and you don't know how to control it anymore. And now, you're doing it because you're in love with Mione and you don't want to tell her about it since you're full of pride that you don't want to admit that after all those time that Hermione tried to keep her feelings bottled up, there you were, acting indifferent, seemingly unaffected by what she was doing. God Harry, if you're not gonna tell her now, I am." Ron tried to catch his breath after his lengthy sentence.
Harry buried his face onto his palms. He was helpless. He knew what was right but he dismissed the thought of succumbing to it. "Ron, I'm afraid. I was wrong in treating her that way"
"I know that well Harry. That's why you're going to confront her about it now. I don't care what time it is. I don't care if we have to wake her up. All I want you to do now is just pour out whatever it is that you've been keeping for so long. I tell you Harry, you keep on doing that cut thing you do and I swear I'll be the one to cut you into half!"
"Okay Ron, I give up. There's no better time than now. . . but come on Ron, couldn't it wait until breakfast or something? I guess it wouldn't hurt to wait"
"We can do that mate but with the likes of you, every minute is as if the last. I wouldn't know what you might be doing when I'm off to sleep again. I'm not going to risk that Harry"
Harry nodded morosely. He didn't want to agree but in the firmness of Ron's voice, he knew well not to go on at the same pace of Ron's.
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Harry and Ron tiptoed ever so slowly at the women's dormitories' staircases. They didn't want to get caught of course, and not in the middle of the night that is.
At last, they reached the room where Hermione's sound asleep. Hermione had her own room that year as requested by Professor McGonagall with the amount of schoolwork she should manage doing.
Ron situated his hand over to the wooden door and knocked thrice.
No answer.
Another set did Ron and before he could have had opened the door himself, the door swung open to reveal Hermione in her nightdress.
"Yes? What are you two doing here? It's bloody early for you two to bother me!" spat Hermione though she wasn't the least angry.
"Well you see, Mione, Harry here has something to tell you. I believe I should leave you two here" Ron turned to Harry and patted him at the back before heading back to his room. A few steps and he twisted his head back to the two who were both dumbfounded. "And oh, Mione, please be a little gentle with Harry. He's been terribly ~delicate~ lately, mind you", added Ron as he tried to put some humour into the scene.
"I AM NOT DELICATE!" retorted Harry with piercing eyes.
"SHHHHHHH!" replied Hermione and Ron.
"Don't worry Ron, whatever you say ~delicate~", imitated Hermione as she donned a smirk on her lips.
Ron walked away and soon Hermione and Harry were left to themselves.
Hermione motioned for Harry to come in and so he did. Harry was asked to sit by the couch and so did he comply. Hermione sat at the side of her bed, ready to listen.
"What is it you have to tell me Harry? It must be of dire importance, am I right?" inquired Hermione with a questioning look though a warm smile was on her face. There was a different glow to her face that Harry could not point what. It seemed to him that Hermione grew more beautiful the longer he stared at her.
"Um, yeah. It's not THAT important though. By the way, you seem fully awake to me. Haven't slept yet?"
"Um, yeah, sort of. So, Harry, what was it we are supposed to talk about?" asked Hermione so as not to get deeper into the fact that she was still awake at that time of the day.
"Mione, I, I--- I don't know how to put this into words. You know, I've not been that frank to anyone except Malfoy---you know, giving him ever-blunt words and not-so-nice comments about him and all that crap"
"And?"
Harry felt himself about to stutter again. "Well, I, I, Mione, I'm really sorry for having waken you up, or disturbed you at this time of the day. I mean, it's an ungodly hour and here I am talking to you as if we don't require some rest in our system. I know you've been down with your schoolwork as much so I guess I'll leave you now so that you could rest well as we still got classes tomorrow"
Hermione pouted like a child. "Aw come on Harry. You've gone through some trouble coming over here as you're not supposed to be here in the girls'dormitory and I assume that it would be best if you tell me what you came here for"
Harry sighed. He knew well Hermione would win in persuading him. "Okay then. Mione, you know that I've been cutting. You've been doing that as well. For what reason you do that, I don't know exactly why, but I know I'm part of the reason. Maybe I'm your lame excuse to do it since HE ALSO DOES IT. But you know, I don't want to be the reason why you do it. I don't deserve it"
Hermione felt herself uncomfortable. Just minutes ago before she rushed to her dormitory after Draco's nagging for her to get back before POTTYHEAD and WEASEL finds out she's gone, Hermione was in utmost bliss in the arms of their so-called enemy. "It's okay Harry. I don't do it anymore. Besides, it's not just, um, YOU, that has caused me to do it"
"Um, Mione, why did you have to do it because of me?"
"Well Harry, let's put it like this. I liked you before as someone else, meaning you being someone who's more than a friend. I must've loved you more than a friend even. I loved you, that's true. I was so desperate of having your attention, your love. I didn't know how else to get it through you as I've dropped not-so-discreet hints already but you didn't mind them, I don't know"
"Mione, I'm sorry. I really am. And the reason why I came here is because I have something to confess to you"
Hermione's heartbeat went faster and faster by the second. She didn't know what to expect especially with the likes of Harry who's very unpredictable. "What is it Harry?" asked Hermione though nervously.
"I love you Hermione. I loved you even before. . . during those times when you dropped hints of your affection. The reason why I seemed indifferent was because I was afraid to admit it. I didn't want to risk our friendship. I know it will just ruin us both. I thought it was wise to have kept it to ourselves"
The world seemed to have tumbled over against Hermione. Why was Harry confessing to her that moment that he loved her all those time? Why when she already found her heart in Draco?
"I'm sorry Harry for keeping you to that position. I thought of that as well"
"Mione, I don't know what will happen between us after this, it's fine. I deserve to be punished. I've caused you to hurt yourself and it's my time to receive what's due me"
Hermione forced a laugh. "Mr. Harry Potter, you seem out of your mind today. You speak like one of those on muggle tv shows back in the 70's"
"Come on Mione, you know I'm serious here"
"I am serious as well Harry. . ." Hermione paused. "But you can't expect anything from me now, if that's what you mean"
Harry felt all the stars in his sky collide with each other. There he was, stooping low in swallowing his pride and there was Hermione, denying him of any love in return.
"Why? Don't you---don't you have any feelings for me anymore?"
"Um well. Harry, it's different now. I have someone at the moment and I don't want to break it onto him of having another relationship with you. It's just absurd. I don't want World War III to start because of me"
"Is it Professor Trent? I've seen you two talking once. You seem to be a cute couple"
Hermione felt a twinge in her inside. No. She and Malcolm could never be a CUTE COUPLE. "No, no. It's someone else. Not that important to know really"
"But I would be most anxious to know", cut Harry. He wanted to know who diverted Hermione's attention from him. If it wasn't Malcolm, who was it?
"Oh come on Harry! It's early morning and we've to talk about my love life. Let's save it for later", said Hermione as she forced another smile.
"Come on Mione. As if I'm not to know soon", voiced Harry as he tried to sound pretty convincing that he wasn't at all sourgraping.
"Well, it's someone you wouldn't expect"
"Hermione Granger, as you've said, it's early morning and so I assume you'd be wise enough to break it now"
The look in Hermione's eyes changed drastically. "I don't know Harry. I'm not ready to tell"
"Please?" pleaded Harry who was near to crying himself.
"Harry, it's the enemy I'm talking about"
Silence.
"You mean, Draco Malfoy?"
Silence.
"Yes Harry. It's him"
Silence.
Harry's head was lowered in humility. He's just lost the woman he loved--- and to his enemy. "I'm happy for you two"
"Harry?"
"I mean it Mione. I don't want to go further into details. I'm not interested about him at all. Just make sure he's serious about your relationship or I'll be the one to hex him if he cheats on you"
Silence.
Hermione stood and walked to Harry's side. She sat beside Harry and clutched Harry's hand into hers. "He saved me last night. Professor Trent and I were in his office and, and---"
Hermione broke into tears as the memories of her being harassed flashed through her mind.
"What Mione? What happened?"
"Harry, Malcolm harassed me last night! He kissed me everywhere! I felt so violated and dirtied! If not for Draco, I could have been dead screwed up. . . really Harry. Draco came and took his fist on Malcolm. But I don't know! I'm too scared and grossed out and confused all at the same time. I don't know if I should tell the headmaster about it. Malcolm's new here and of course he wants to make it good. . ."
"Mione, you have the right to tell the headmaster. Trent must be punished. I swear if I see him today he'll get more than a fist from me!"
Hermione broke down into Harry's arms. She let her sorrowful tears run over her pale cheeks as Harry felt his own sorrow win over him. The woman she loved was there in his arms---helpless. . . and he was her shield. But she wasn't his. The woman he loved couldn't be his as she belonged to someone else---she belonged to the enemy.
"Harry, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. If it have started with just us two--- I'm sorry Harry, I don't mean to put the blame on you but you see, if there was you, there shouldn't have been a Malcolm Trent and Draco Malfoy to deal with"
"I understand Mione. It was my fault really. If I've told you about this long before, it shouldn't have come to this"
Hermione kept weeping in Harry's arms. A quarter of an hour that they kept on like that in silence with only Hermione's sobs breaking it, they pulled away and stared into each other's eyes.
"I'm sorry Mione", pleaded Harry for Hermione to understand.
Hermione tried to smile amidst her sorrow. "I'm sorry too Harry"
Hermione led her hand towards Harry's wrist so that even in friendship, she could kindle the emotions she had for him before. . .
But to her surprise, it wasn't a smooth area of skin that greeted her own. There were rough spots by which her fingers rested.
"What's this?" asked Hermione as she started to pull Harry's long sleeves up. "Harry! What have you done?"
What greeted Hermione's eyes were fresh scars that tainted Harry's almost perfect skin. . . except for the fact it's tad with scars. "It's what I really came here for Mione. Ron wanted me to tell you the truth. Mione, the reason why I cut is you. It's not your fault but it's just that I've been to stuck up with my emotions for you that try as I might to conceal them, it makes its way through, through my hands. I cut every time I'm reminded I can't have you, or either we can't be. And just this morning, I was having a terrible time sleeping that I had the urge to cut again. When I did a few, I was shocked to find my hands controlling themselves. I was cutting mad and bleeding profusely! If Ron didn't wake up in time, I should've been dead Mione. . . all because I loved you and I was afraid to tell you that"
Hermione clutched on tighter onto the scars. "I don't deserve these Harry. Promise me you won't do it again"
"I can't Mione. It's the only way I know how to release my emotions"
"Harry, if you do love me, you will do this for me"
Harry shook his head. "Not anymore Mione. Not now that I've know you have someone else too soon"
Harry stood and headed straight out the door. Hermione ran after Harry and grabbed him by his arm. "Don't do this to me Harry! You can't possibly get mad at me because I don't love you that much anymore. I still do Harry, but only as a friend"
"That's it. That's the point exactly"
Harry ran out not seeing that he was headed for the hallways outside the Gryffindor dormitory and not his room.
"Harry! Come back here!"
"Get away Hermione. Leave me alone"
"Don't be such a kid! Come back here and face me. If you want to slap me, fine. Hit me for all I care just don't turn your back on me with matters like that. I can't sacrifice our friendship now Harry!"
Harry stopped and glared back. "Be back to feeling that I don't know how to feel what you do. Be back to your suffering. After all my efforts to admit this to you? Such ingrate! You even chose Malfoy over me! How dare you Granger? I loathe at the thought of being near you again!"
Hermione was taken aback. It was as if it wasn't Harry speaking. "You're not like this Harry!"
"Well now I am. You've made me the creature you see now"
Harry turned his heels and made long strides towards nowhere.
Hermione didn't have the strength to even step backward. She was greatly shocked. Harry hated her and how she hated to think about it!
Harry was already lost from Hermione's sight when she felt someone behind him.
"A few minutes ago, it was Draco Malfoy. Now it's Harry Potter. Why Granger? Can't get enough of the blokes here? You've been twirling us around your thin little fingers so easily"
Hermione turned around and from behind her she saw Malcolm with an evil grin.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Wa-hey! It's sixth chappie y'all! I'm trying out some writing styles and it'll be evident soon. I haven't done much of it and this is just a practice. Anyway, hope you liked the twist in this one. Lol. Harry is supposed to get mad, isn't he? Come on! He's enemies with Draco, and why not would he get mad like that? He's got full reason to. But I guess it really was stubborn of him to walk-out on Hermione. First of all, he didn't have the right to do that. Second, Hermione had the right to be with Malfoy considering how kind he was to save her when Malcolm was harassing her. Yeah, and just so you know guys, I've been writing a lot of fics that I've been mixing elements from different stories so by chance you see something you don't understand and have the question "Where did that come from?", kindly notify me and I'll check. Thanks!
REVIEW PLEASE! I need inspiration to get going here!
Chapter 6
Confrontation
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In great shock and fear, Harry's eyes grew wide and bewildered. He couldn't fathom why and how come Ron wanted him to go to Hermione, though he knew that his friend got a point. He was committing self-injury---he knew that. He was not aware of what he's doing at times---he knew that. He loves Hermione more than a friend and he knew that. And what the hell Harry also knew that Hermione was in love with him too.
"Ron! Are you demented? I can't possibly go to Hermione now! Not even tomorrow or the days after! First, she's well damn sleeping soundly tonight and I don't know what the hell why we have to bother waking her up. Second, I'm fine now since you've done the healing spell and third, I don't have anything to say to Hermione. It's just a waste of time and neither would I want an infuriated Hermione Granger early in the morning", stated Harry as he tried to catch his breath. By all means he wanted to stay out of the matter most especially that he had to deal with his feelings for Hermione.
Ron wanted to decipher who between Harry and him was demented. Even though Harry had his own points, the matter that Harry was causing himself injury was a serious one. In fact, Harry must have been dead if Ron didn't wake up to Harry's painful groans. "Come on now Harry! There's no better time for this but now. You've been cutting endlessly and you don't know how to control it anymore. And now, you're doing it because you're in love with Mione and you don't want to tell her about it since you're full of pride that you don't want to admit that after all those time that Hermione tried to keep her feelings bottled up, there you were, acting indifferent, seemingly unaffected by what she was doing. God Harry, if you're not gonna tell her now, I am." Ron tried to catch his breath after his lengthy sentence.
Harry buried his face onto his palms. He was helpless. He knew what was right but he dismissed the thought of succumbing to it. "Ron, I'm afraid. I was wrong in treating her that way"
"I know that well Harry. That's why you're going to confront her about it now. I don't care what time it is. I don't care if we have to wake her up. All I want you to do now is just pour out whatever it is that you've been keeping for so long. I tell you Harry, you keep on doing that cut thing you do and I swear I'll be the one to cut you into half!"
"Okay Ron, I give up. There's no better time than now. . . but come on Ron, couldn't it wait until breakfast or something? I guess it wouldn't hurt to wait"
"We can do that mate but with the likes of you, every minute is as if the last. I wouldn't know what you might be doing when I'm off to sleep again. I'm not going to risk that Harry"
Harry nodded morosely. He didn't want to agree but in the firmness of Ron's voice, he knew well not to go on at the same pace of Ron's.
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Harry and Ron tiptoed ever so slowly at the women's dormitories' staircases. They didn't want to get caught of course, and not in the middle of the night that is.
At last, they reached the room where Hermione's sound asleep. Hermione had her own room that year as requested by Professor McGonagall with the amount of schoolwork she should manage doing.
Ron situated his hand over to the wooden door and knocked thrice.
No answer.
Another set did Ron and before he could have had opened the door himself, the door swung open to reveal Hermione in her nightdress.
"Yes? What are you two doing here? It's bloody early for you two to bother me!" spat Hermione though she wasn't the least angry.
"Well you see, Mione, Harry here has something to tell you. I believe I should leave you two here" Ron turned to Harry and patted him at the back before heading back to his room. A few steps and he twisted his head back to the two who were both dumbfounded. "And oh, Mione, please be a little gentle with Harry. He's been terribly ~delicate~ lately, mind you", added Ron as he tried to put some humour into the scene.
"I AM NOT DELICATE!" retorted Harry with piercing eyes.
"SHHHHHHH!" replied Hermione and Ron.
"Don't worry Ron, whatever you say ~delicate~", imitated Hermione as she donned a smirk on her lips.
Ron walked away and soon Hermione and Harry were left to themselves.
Hermione motioned for Harry to come in and so he did. Harry was asked to sit by the couch and so did he comply. Hermione sat at the side of her bed, ready to listen.
"What is it you have to tell me Harry? It must be of dire importance, am I right?" inquired Hermione with a questioning look though a warm smile was on her face. There was a different glow to her face that Harry could not point what. It seemed to him that Hermione grew more beautiful the longer he stared at her.
"Um, yeah. It's not THAT important though. By the way, you seem fully awake to me. Haven't slept yet?"
"Um, yeah, sort of. So, Harry, what was it we are supposed to talk about?" asked Hermione so as not to get deeper into the fact that she was still awake at that time of the day.
"Mione, I, I--- I don't know how to put this into words. You know, I've not been that frank to anyone except Malfoy---you know, giving him ever-blunt words and not-so-nice comments about him and all that crap"
"And?"
Harry felt himself about to stutter again. "Well, I, I, Mione, I'm really sorry for having waken you up, or disturbed you at this time of the day. I mean, it's an ungodly hour and here I am talking to you as if we don't require some rest in our system. I know you've been down with your schoolwork as much so I guess I'll leave you now so that you could rest well as we still got classes tomorrow"
Hermione pouted like a child. "Aw come on Harry. You've gone through some trouble coming over here as you're not supposed to be here in the girls'dormitory and I assume that it would be best if you tell me what you came here for"
Harry sighed. He knew well Hermione would win in persuading him. "Okay then. Mione, you know that I've been cutting. You've been doing that as well. For what reason you do that, I don't know exactly why, but I know I'm part of the reason. Maybe I'm your lame excuse to do it since HE ALSO DOES IT. But you know, I don't want to be the reason why you do it. I don't deserve it"
Hermione felt herself uncomfortable. Just minutes ago before she rushed to her dormitory after Draco's nagging for her to get back before POTTYHEAD and WEASEL finds out she's gone, Hermione was in utmost bliss in the arms of their so-called enemy. "It's okay Harry. I don't do it anymore. Besides, it's not just, um, YOU, that has caused me to do it"
"Um, Mione, why did you have to do it because of me?"
"Well Harry, let's put it like this. I liked you before as someone else, meaning you being someone who's more than a friend. I must've loved you more than a friend even. I loved you, that's true. I was so desperate of having your attention, your love. I didn't know how else to get it through you as I've dropped not-so-discreet hints already but you didn't mind them, I don't know"
"Mione, I'm sorry. I really am. And the reason why I came here is because I have something to confess to you"
Hermione's heartbeat went faster and faster by the second. She didn't know what to expect especially with the likes of Harry who's very unpredictable. "What is it Harry?" asked Hermione though nervously.
"I love you Hermione. I loved you even before. . . during those times when you dropped hints of your affection. The reason why I seemed indifferent was because I was afraid to admit it. I didn't want to risk our friendship. I know it will just ruin us both. I thought it was wise to have kept it to ourselves"
The world seemed to have tumbled over against Hermione. Why was Harry confessing to her that moment that he loved her all those time? Why when she already found her heart in Draco?
"I'm sorry Harry for keeping you to that position. I thought of that as well"
"Mione, I don't know what will happen between us after this, it's fine. I deserve to be punished. I've caused you to hurt yourself and it's my time to receive what's due me"
Hermione forced a laugh. "Mr. Harry Potter, you seem out of your mind today. You speak like one of those on muggle tv shows back in the 70's"
"Come on Mione, you know I'm serious here"
"I am serious as well Harry. . ." Hermione paused. "But you can't expect anything from me now, if that's what you mean"
Harry felt all the stars in his sky collide with each other. There he was, stooping low in swallowing his pride and there was Hermione, denying him of any love in return.
"Why? Don't you---don't you have any feelings for me anymore?"
"Um well. Harry, it's different now. I have someone at the moment and I don't want to break it onto him of having another relationship with you. It's just absurd. I don't want World War III to start because of me"
"Is it Professor Trent? I've seen you two talking once. You seem to be a cute couple"
Hermione felt a twinge in her inside. No. She and Malcolm could never be a CUTE COUPLE. "No, no. It's someone else. Not that important to know really"
"But I would be most anxious to know", cut Harry. He wanted to know who diverted Hermione's attention from him. If it wasn't Malcolm, who was it?
"Oh come on Harry! It's early morning and we've to talk about my love life. Let's save it for later", said Hermione as she forced another smile.
"Come on Mione. As if I'm not to know soon", voiced Harry as he tried to sound pretty convincing that he wasn't at all sourgraping.
"Well, it's someone you wouldn't expect"
"Hermione Granger, as you've said, it's early morning and so I assume you'd be wise enough to break it now"
The look in Hermione's eyes changed drastically. "I don't know Harry. I'm not ready to tell"
"Please?" pleaded Harry who was near to crying himself.
"Harry, it's the enemy I'm talking about"
Silence.
"You mean, Draco Malfoy?"
Silence.
"Yes Harry. It's him"
Silence.
Harry's head was lowered in humility. He's just lost the woman he loved--- and to his enemy. "I'm happy for you two"
"Harry?"
"I mean it Mione. I don't want to go further into details. I'm not interested about him at all. Just make sure he's serious about your relationship or I'll be the one to hex him if he cheats on you"
Silence.
Hermione stood and walked to Harry's side. She sat beside Harry and clutched Harry's hand into hers. "He saved me last night. Professor Trent and I were in his office and, and---"
Hermione broke into tears as the memories of her being harassed flashed through her mind.
"What Mione? What happened?"
"Harry, Malcolm harassed me last night! He kissed me everywhere! I felt so violated and dirtied! If not for Draco, I could have been dead screwed up. . . really Harry. Draco came and took his fist on Malcolm. But I don't know! I'm too scared and grossed out and confused all at the same time. I don't know if I should tell the headmaster about it. Malcolm's new here and of course he wants to make it good. . ."
"Mione, you have the right to tell the headmaster. Trent must be punished. I swear if I see him today he'll get more than a fist from me!"
Hermione broke down into Harry's arms. She let her sorrowful tears run over her pale cheeks as Harry felt his own sorrow win over him. The woman she loved was there in his arms---helpless. . . and he was her shield. But she wasn't his. The woman he loved couldn't be his as she belonged to someone else---she belonged to the enemy.
"Harry, I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. If it have started with just us two--- I'm sorry Harry, I don't mean to put the blame on you but you see, if there was you, there shouldn't have been a Malcolm Trent and Draco Malfoy to deal with"
"I understand Mione. It was my fault really. If I've told you about this long before, it shouldn't have come to this"
Hermione kept weeping in Harry's arms. A quarter of an hour that they kept on like that in silence with only Hermione's sobs breaking it, they pulled away and stared into each other's eyes.
"I'm sorry Mione", pleaded Harry for Hermione to understand.
Hermione tried to smile amidst her sorrow. "I'm sorry too Harry"
Hermione led her hand towards Harry's wrist so that even in friendship, she could kindle the emotions she had for him before. . .
But to her surprise, it wasn't a smooth area of skin that greeted her own. There were rough spots by which her fingers rested.
"What's this?" asked Hermione as she started to pull Harry's long sleeves up. "Harry! What have you done?"
What greeted Hermione's eyes were fresh scars that tainted Harry's almost perfect skin. . . except for the fact it's tad with scars. "It's what I really came here for Mione. Ron wanted me to tell you the truth. Mione, the reason why I cut is you. It's not your fault but it's just that I've been to stuck up with my emotions for you that try as I might to conceal them, it makes its way through, through my hands. I cut every time I'm reminded I can't have you, or either we can't be. And just this morning, I was having a terrible time sleeping that I had the urge to cut again. When I did a few, I was shocked to find my hands controlling themselves. I was cutting mad and bleeding profusely! If Ron didn't wake up in time, I should've been dead Mione. . . all because I loved you and I was afraid to tell you that"
Hermione clutched on tighter onto the scars. "I don't deserve these Harry. Promise me you won't do it again"
"I can't Mione. It's the only way I know how to release my emotions"
"Harry, if you do love me, you will do this for me"
Harry shook his head. "Not anymore Mione. Not now that I've know you have someone else too soon"
Harry stood and headed straight out the door. Hermione ran after Harry and grabbed him by his arm. "Don't do this to me Harry! You can't possibly get mad at me because I don't love you that much anymore. I still do Harry, but only as a friend"
"That's it. That's the point exactly"
Harry ran out not seeing that he was headed for the hallways outside the Gryffindor dormitory and not his room.
"Harry! Come back here!"
"Get away Hermione. Leave me alone"
"Don't be such a kid! Come back here and face me. If you want to slap me, fine. Hit me for all I care just don't turn your back on me with matters like that. I can't sacrifice our friendship now Harry!"
Harry stopped and glared back. "Be back to feeling that I don't know how to feel what you do. Be back to your suffering. After all my efforts to admit this to you? Such ingrate! You even chose Malfoy over me! How dare you Granger? I loathe at the thought of being near you again!"
Hermione was taken aback. It was as if it wasn't Harry speaking. "You're not like this Harry!"
"Well now I am. You've made me the creature you see now"
Harry turned his heels and made long strides towards nowhere.
Hermione didn't have the strength to even step backward. She was greatly shocked. Harry hated her and how she hated to think about it!
Harry was already lost from Hermione's sight when she felt someone behind him.
"A few minutes ago, it was Draco Malfoy. Now it's Harry Potter. Why Granger? Can't get enough of the blokes here? You've been twirling us around your thin little fingers so easily"
Hermione turned around and from behind her she saw Malcolm with an evil grin.
~Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns characters, setting, etc. Except: the plot is mine.~
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Wa-hey! It's sixth chappie y'all! I'm trying out some writing styles and it'll be evident soon. I haven't done much of it and this is just a practice. Anyway, hope you liked the twist in this one. Lol. Harry is supposed to get mad, isn't he? Come on! He's enemies with Draco, and why not would he get mad like that? He's got full reason to. But I guess it really was stubborn of him to walk-out on Hermione. First of all, he didn't have the right to do that. Second, Hermione had the right to be with Malfoy considering how kind he was to save her when Malcolm was harassing her. Yeah, and just so you know guys, I've been writing a lot of fics that I've been mixing elements from different stories so by chance you see something you don't understand and have the question "Where did that come from?", kindly notify me and I'll check. Thanks!
REVIEW PLEASE! I need inspiration to get going here!
