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AN/ I don't know what happened but I got no reviews last time. I don't know if it was because people didn't like it or if it wasn't showing or…I don't know. Maybe people were confused and thought that it was the end of the story and were mad so they didn't review:(but I want to clarify that this story is not finished yet. I'm not too sure how long it's going to be yet but it may be around 5 to 10 chaps. Once again not sure.

Anyways on with the second chapter of Trifling Women.

Amanda was cheating on him and with Hermione's ex-boyfriend, Seamus Finnegan. Now he already didn't like Finnegan because of breaking Hermione's heart the way he did. If it hadn't been for Hermione and Ron holding him back he would have torn him limb by limb.

At the time Ron had no idea what the motherfucker had done but he soon found out and they both got their fair share of licks. Apparently Finnegan didn't like being left all bloodied on the side of a road and he swore revenge on Harry.

I guess the revenge is here and had been for a while. Payback's a damn bitch.

He was more devastated than he was mad. His heart felt like it was being torn into pieces, burned, stomped and spit on as he walked away from Amanda's bedroom, out the door and sat down on the sidewalk. He was feeling so many things at once. Anger, sadness, hurt, regret, and stupidity. If only he had listened to Hermione all those many times before.

Hermione was lying down on her bed, spread-eagled. She knew that Harry had gone to see his beloved Amanda. They were in a fight which had been happening more often for the past year; ever since he started going out with Amanda.

Hermione had never liked her. She didn't know what it was but there was just a feeling of dislike and mistrust when she was around her. During the first few months that Harry and Amanda were going out she started thinking that she could possibly be wrong.

Amanda was treating her so nicely and the compliments and praises never ceased. They would talk whenever they had a chance to, but Hermione still never felt too comfortable around her. She just ignored it saying that it was just her feelings for Harry that was making her feel like this.

She discovered that her feelings for Harry went way deeper than platonic love two months after he started dating the beauty. How convenient. She was perfect in every way and as much as she didn't want to admit it they made a very good couple…physically.

How can I compete with that?

Even after years of being pined after by many guys she still had low self-esteem. Harry and Ron always told her that she looked pretty but she knew they did it in attempt of boosting her self-esteem up.

She didn't need pity compliments.

She got up from her bed and went to the kitchen to pig out from her depression. She put up a good front for Ron but she knew that Harry suspected something was wrong but he had no clue what it was and she was going to keep it like that.

When they were both away though, she put her walls down and she went about the day. Miserable.

She was in comfortable sweats and a tank top; the perfect pigging out attire. She reached the kitchen and grabbed all the cookies, a pound of ice cream, root beer, whip cream and a spoon.

She took all of her edibles and set them down on the table in the kitchen. She plopped down in a chair and began her adventure. She realized all the calories that she was consuming and started crying.

She wasn't crying because of the calories or the fat, she had a very fast metabolism, she was crying because this is what she was reduced to. Pigging out on a Friday night when a person of her age would be out in a club dancing and getting drunk, but no she was here eating junk food trying to mend her broken heart.

She was halfway done with the cookies and was on her third root beer float, her eyes red from crying, when she heard the familiar pop of someone apparating in the living room. Not knowing which one of her boys it was she quickly wiped away her tears on her shirt and went to see. Standing before her was Harry looking torn and shedding his own tears. She immediately walked towards him. He grabbed her and dug his head in her neck crying silently. She wrapped one of her arms around him and the other held his head.

"Harry what happened?" she asked her voice thick with worry.

He stayed quiet but stayed where he was. She led them to the living room and sat on the couch. Harry raised his head and said one word.

"Amanda." That was all Hermione needed. She could just imagine what the hag did but she didn't want to jump to conclusions. Maybe they were just on a break. Hopefully.

"What did she do to you?" Harry laid his head in her lap and Hermione let out a soft sign of content. Stop it! Now is not the time.

"Sh- She's cheating on me." Hermione stopped the circular motions that she had started on his back.

Hermione got up from the couch and started pacing. "She's WHAT? The bloody bitch I will kill her." She turned towards him and said, "Where is she?" she turned around and grabbed her coat that was resting on the lounge chair. "I am going to go see her and we gonna share a few words. Just…" Harry jumped up and grabbed Hermione's arm before she could leave.

"Please Hermione please don't do that. She doesn't know that I know what she's been doing." Hermione looked stunned.

"Are you telling me that you saw what she was doing and that you just walked away without interrupting her and … who is she doing anyways?"

Harry looked uncomfortable and looked away. "Just some guy from what I saw. I don't know who he was."

Hermione looked unconvinced. "Harry James Potter you are lying right through your teeth and not doing such a good job. Now tell me who she was doing it with."

Harry signed, defeated and said so quietly that she could barely hear him, "Finnegan."

Hermione looked surprised and slightly hurt. She had only broken up with him about two months ago but was very over him especially after what he had attempted. She sat down soaking the information.

"Well that's interesting," she coughed. Harry moved next to her and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on top of her head. "I thought you were over that bastard Mione?"

"Oh I am. Believe you me that I am definitely over him it's just that if he started this immediately after we broke up to get revenge on you then this has been going on for a while." She looked up at Harry and saw that he had stopped crying.

"I know but…I can't believe that I didn't know what she was doing." Harry got up and started pacing. It seemed that whatever position they were in that allowed them to be close never lasted. Pity.

"Well Harry you couldn't have known, she is a very good actress and hid it well from everyone." Harry glanced at her.

"You knew that she was up to no good." He sat down and put his head in his hands.

Hermione started rubbing his back. "It was just a feeling. I just never felt much comfortable around her is all."

Harry laughed but it was devoid of any humor. "I just feel so, so stupid for not listening to you in the first place. Maybe if I had that could have stopped any pain that I'm going through right now."

Hermione got up and went inside the kitchen. "Where are you going?"

"Just stay there." She grabbed all the junk food that she had been eating and put it on a tray that she summoned. Seeing that the ice cream was melting she refreezed it and went to her room. She grabbed his favorite blanket and some pillows and went back into the living room. She dropped those on the couch receiving a confused stare from Harry and went to go get the tray. She returned with the tray and set it on the coffee table. She looked at Harry and saw the first real smile from him since he got in.

"So what do you think?" she sat down and wrapped the blanket around them.

"I think that it's great. Thank you."

"No problem." She levitated the tray towards them and with some tricky wand movements she had it levitated in front of them for easy access.

They both started eating in a comfortable silence.

"Why don't we watch a movie or something?"

"Sure but which one?"

"Let's see what we have." He got up and walked to their DVD selection.

"And we have Pearl Harbor."

"Too sad."

"Ok something funny. Well how about Latin Kings of Comedy?"

"Too vulgar."

"Shrek?"

"Too… I don't know. …Naw."

"We're never going to get anywhere. Love Actually?"

"Hmmm. Sure why not."

Harry opened the case but found The Exorcist instead. Wanting to see what she would do he put the DVD in and went to sit down. He saw that Hermione had changed positions and was now lying down. She pat the space between her legs and he got the message. He laid his head on her stomach and she started rubbing his hair.

When Hermione saw what was playing on the screen instead of what was supposed to play she screamed.

"Harry what is your problem? You know I despise this movie." She got up and Harry let her go without a fight; he was too busy laughing. He fell on the floor clutching his stomach. When he got back up he was beet red and had tears of mirth running down his face.

She went through the DVD cases until she found the actual Love Actually, which was in the Lord of the Rings case, and put it in.

She turned around to see that Harry had switched their positions and was now where she used to be. A little hesitant but very happy about where she was about to be she sat down.

Harry couldn't help but feel good and warm when Hermione leaned into him despite what he went through that day. To say that he never had feelings for her would be lying. The summer of fifth year he spent wondering what his life would be like without his two best friends. Then it changed to what life would be like without Hermione and he realized that he couldn't live without her and the prophecy just accentuated that that might happen if he didn't act. He returned for his sixth year to find that Hermione had changed completely. Mother Nature had definitely doted on her. She had filled out in all the right places and she went from a teen to a young adult. Unfortunately with those wonderful changes also came many date offers.

She accepted many of them but also turned down her fair share. What Harry didn't know was that Hermione went on all those dates to try and forget Harry. She knew that she would never be able to get with him and that just saddened her so she just went with the flow. What Hermione didn't know was that Harry loved her and always would.

Fully convinced that Hermione only wanted to be his friend he set out to forget her and that's when he met Amanda. At first he did use Amanda to forget Hermione but then he got to know her and he saw that she could be a great person. Of course everyone has their faults and he knew it was too good to be true.

She was too fucking perfect.

He came crashing down to terrible and cruel reality when Hermione called his name.

"Harry? Harry what's wrong?" She turned at her hip to look at him and saw a foreign look in his eye. As quick as it appeared it was gone.

"Nothing just thinking about something." He said quickly.

"O.k." she said uncertainly and turned to go back to the movie.

I hope you all like it. Maybe this will get some reviews. I'm hoping that FF messed up somewhere and it wasn't my terrible writing that scared people away. (Prays to God) Please please review. Makes me sad everytime I see none. Make an author happy. I say that's the cardinal rule.

Oh and Ron will come into the picture soon. Now review.