I'm really sorry about what happened in the last Chapter. It was actually supposed to be this one, but(shrug shrug) I don't know what happened.
(Hermione's POV)
I have to admit to a time when I sank so low that I became his personal stalker. That was a time when I was so desperate that I had to se him. My eyes were hungry for even just a glimpse of his perfect shape. That point in time lowered my self-esteem a lot because Ginny kept lecturing me about how that inferred that I couldn't get a guy any other way. I remember going into a tirade of fervent Yiddish after she said that.
Steady now,
Stop rocking it.
It's a delicate environment.
Retired but sleeping
Is a Shanti love
Be careful now,
Don't wake it up.
I had never been a self- conscious person, not even in third-year when I had a crush on Draco Malfoy. But now all of a sudden I thought my teeth too large, my breasts too small, my hair too frizzy, my clothes too baggy. I grew, eventually, and a confrontation with Malfoy took care of the teeth. I began using Spell-o-gel to turn frizz into curl, and my mother helped me rebuild my wardrobe. I was a new me.
Unfortunately, at the same time that I became all new and improved, Harry was supposedly under a lot of pressure. He was falling behind in all his classes, and rather than take charge and tutor him like the bossy, stuck-up person everyone knew so well, I found myself failing tests and exams on purpose, falling back to his own slow pace. I sank to his level. Everybody wondered what was going on, and I just shrugged it off. I didn't want him to feel intimidated.
It's never gonna last
It's never gonna make it back
Alive.
So now can we relax
It's just a really lucky thing that I had my Sunburst there to keep me company. Every time I felt lonely, I plugged in the amp and killed the strings, basking in how good it felt that I had an instrument nobody else could stand. I could make beautiful noise. Eventually, the dorm room would empty, and I'd end up feeling even more lonely than before, and I'd break down and cry. But then I'd start all over again, and I'd get this feeling of inescapable adrenaline running through my body. And it was better than any kind of drugs because I could control it. And that was a big deal for me then.
I'm still working on Harry's POV, but mom's about to kick me off........
Love ya
- Supah-Chic