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Warning: This is about an eating disorder, so may act as a trigger. If you don't like what the fic is about, or how I've written it, don't read. They are out of character. Thank you's are at the bottom
Chapter 4
"Anyone?" Ginny asked, holding out her cone of chips to everyone. The group of wizards and witches, and the muggles, everyone took one except Hermione.
"Anyone would think you were anorexic Hermione. I never see you eat" Harry said jokingly,
"Fancy that" Hermione said laughing fakely, everyone laughed along except Brett who just stood there contemplatively.
They were watching some other people tune their cars.
"I'm going to have a quick check under my hood" Hermione announced walking over to her car,
"Same here" Fred said, "You going to come Ron?"
"Sure" Ron said following Fred,
"I guess I better too" George said, heading off to his car.
"Well, I might as well follow seen as they've all fucking left me!" Harry said, and went towards Hermione's car.
"Hey" Hermione said, "I don't really need to check under my hood, I just can't be fucked to hang around the old crew for too long"
"What is it with you and Brett then?"
"Old friends, old lovers" Hermione said, "Old, old, old."
"You seemed to make up with him quickly enough though"
"I know, we had good times together" Hermione said, "But, then, I thought we'd left all the shit behind"
"Why did you come here tonight then?"
"I don't know..." Hermione murmured, "I honestly don't"
"We could go?"
"Nah, we might as well stay now we're here." Her stomach rumbled loudly,
"I thought you weren't hungry"
"I'm not"
"But you're sto-"
"I told you I'm not fucking hungry!"
"Okay, calm down!" Harry said,
"Sorry, PMS" Hermione said, realizing how suspicious her outburst had just been.
"Ahh ok" Harry said, "Glad I'm not a girl" He shook his head,
"You want a race then?" Brett asked, "Tracks free until 11pm"
"You're on" Hermione said and smirked, "How much you wanna bet you win?"
"Fifty quid"
"Aww, you can bet more than that!"
"Hundred" He said, Hermione nodded,
"Hundred it is" She got in her car, "Wish me luck Harry" She gave him a peck on the cheek, "Friendly kiss" She said shrugging at his funny look,
"I could have more of them" He said smiling, Hermione looked at Brett,
"Problem?" She asked,
"No" He smirked, "I'm gonna fetch my car"
Hermione drove up to the starting line; Ginny was going to start the race. Soon Brett arrived. They were going around the usual track, nothing special. Because she was there first she had got the best placing, to the left, because their first three turns were left.
Hermione gripped onto the steering wheel, and stared to the right at Brett. He looked back at her and licked his lips, then blew her a kiss. Hermione didn't change her expression, it was the same stony cold glare, she'd had set on him for a long time already. Ginny put her arms up, and Hermione new this was one race she wasn't going to lose, because he owed her, and for so long she'd wanted to show him how much he hurt her. She clawed the steering wheel, foot resting just above the pedal. She raised her eyebrows, and as soon as Ginny's arms started to move downwards she put her foot on the pedal, reactions like lightning.
They were off, Hermione could see him in her mirror, he was close, but not so close he was up her arse. She hit the first corner at a decent speed, she hadn't turned into it quite right, but that was expected on her first race for a good long time. They were going down a straight stretch to the second corner; she blasted her nitrous oxide and shot straight down to the second corner. She knew Brett had hit his nitrous too late and was going to have to break his way around the corner. She pulled into the corner better than she ever could have imagine, and was soon at least 5m ahead of Brett and the gap between their cars was getting bigger. As she did this, she realized no matter how much she liked him, it would never work between them because he was a twofaced man whore.
She hit the third corner, her face set, she had one more corner then a huge straight back to the finishing line. She needed to keep in control, so she could beat him. She didn't know how her opinion of the situation between them could change. She guessed it was lack of food or something like that. She hit the fourth corner well and was onto the straight. She could hear Brett 10m behind her; she punched the nitrous oxide button as hard as she could. She felt the plastic smash into her knuckle, but she was happy to take her anger out on it. The rim was surprisingly hard and sharp; she stared at her knuckle, which had a small crescent shaped cut on it and a bruise. She wiped a single tear off her cheek as she crossed the finishing line. She slowed the car down, and reached into the glove department. She wrapped a bandage around her hands like a boxer would; she tucked the end into the already wrapped bandage and got out of the car. The blood had already soaked through. But she held her other hand painfully over it.
Brett had come in and was out of his car. He was in his pocket and he got his wallet out. He handed one fifty-pound note, one twenty, a ten, and two five pound notes over.
"There you are," He said and she held out her cut hand by accident, she quickly whipped it back and took the money with the other. He grabbed her bandaged hand, "What the fuck?" He said, her hand was still bleeding mildly, he touched it and she winced, not just at the pain from her cut, but also the acid in his touch,
"Punched the button too hard" She hid her face in the dark; Harry, Ginny, Ron, Fred and George ran up.
They all congratulated her and Brett gave her a look and walked off down a dark alley. She knew what he wanted but maybe, just maybe, she wasn't going to give it him.
"Me and Harry have to get back now," She said, there were murmurs of disappointment,
"You guys can stay" Harry said, they all brightened up a bit, and Hermione saw from the corner of her eyes, Ginny sneaking down the dark alley way Brett had disappeared down. They were only a whistle away from Hermione's house so they didn't have far to go. They all said bye, and gave each other hugs. They promised they'd owl and all the usual.
Harry and Hermione got into the car and they drove off. Hermione had put on some Scarling to take her mind off everything; their cover of Radiohead's Creep had just finished,
"Hermione?" Harry asked
"Yeah?" Hermione said,
"Are you okay? You sure have changed?"
"And you haven't, with all your evil tricks with the slytherins?"
"Well, yeah, but you just seem so... Different"
"People change" Hermione shrugged, and they pulled into Hermione's road. Hermione pulled the car over and they stopped. They got out. Hermione pressed the button to make the top come up, and then locked the car. They walked to the front door and Hermione let them in.
"Have you lost weight?" Harry asked,
"Yeah a bit, why?"
"You looked a bit skinnier that's all" Harry said,
"You saying I was fat?" Hermione questioned,
"No. I thought you were fine before." Harry said, "Can I get some food?" He asked, changing the subject, to a certain extent.
"Sure, help yourself"
"Want anything?" He asked,
"No thanks" She said, from the hallway, she walked into the kitchen.
"You haven't eaten all day," Harry said looking worried,
"I feel ill, I never really eat before my period anyway" She shrugged, "It's a girl thing" She nodded, and Harry nodded, lapping up yet another one of her many lies,
Harry made himself a ham sandwich. He sat opposite Hermione at the breakfast bar, on one of the stools,
"Sure you don't want an apple or anything?" Harry asked,
"Yeah I might have some celery" Hermione walked over to the fridge, and got herself a few sticks of celery,
"Is that all you ever eat?" Harry asked,
"Nah, It's my favorite food though. Which is lucky because it has no calories"
Soon, it was their last night before going back to Hogwarts. They'd been racing quite a lot, but no more kissing in front of slytherins. Or kissing at all. Harry and Hermione had got their head's badges. Ron had a girlfriend, called Gemma, or Gems, but Ron said he was going to dump her before going back to board. Hermione said this was heartless, but Ron said they were only fuck buddies anyway. Harry stayed out of it. Neither of them knew whether he had lost his Virginity or not, they both guessed seen as he never talked about it, that he hadn't.
"Bye Brett" Said Hermione stiffly,
"Don't I deserve more than that?" He asked,
"No" She said coldly, "You caused a whole lot of shit for me Brett and I can't be fucked" She walked away, and Brett stood there before Ginny made an advance on him, and as soon as her brothers weren't looking. They were back down an alley.
"Ready?" Harry asked,
"Yes" Hermione said, they drove back home talking about missing being away from school.
They went to bed as soon as they got home, though both of them sat awake for a few hours. Hermione stood up, she had a big slipknot t-shirt on and some over the knee socks, she walked down the stairs from her bedroom and crept along the corridor to Harry's, she knocked on the door as quietly as possible and walked in, gently shutting it,
"Couldn't sleep?" Harry asked and Hermione shook her head. He patted the space beside him, and Hermione got in with him. He was wearing some black boxers and nothing else. Hermione couldn't help but notice his muscles; she thought he was like something from a Calvin Klein underwear advert. At that thought she sort of zoned out. "You nervous about tomorrow?" Harry asked quietly,
"Yeah. What are people going to think of me? Just changing for no particular reason over the holiday?" She asked, she had changed for a reason, but people wouldn't know that. "I mean, I'm a slut"
"No you're not!" Harry exclaimed as quietly as someone can when exclaiming.
"I am Harry,"
"Don't be stupid, if you were a slut you'd wear different clothes, and right this minute we wouldn't be talking about you being a slut we would be fucking each other, and planning never to even mention it again,"
"Okay then" She hugged him, trying painfully not to get too close, even though she wanted a proper hug, even a kiss but that would mean getting too close. Which she just couldn't let happen, "Are you worried?"
"Yeah," He said, "I've changed a bit, and people might call me vain and all that" He chuckled,
"Nah, they won't. If anyone's the talk of the town it'll be me"
"Ah well. We'll get through it." Harry sighed, "I'm worried about Ron, I mean us two will have our own common room and shit, and he'll be stuck in the gryffindor one"
"He'll be fine, Ginny told me he's been owling Seamus and Dean a fair bit" Hermione said and shrugged from beside Harry, "I better be going anyway, we got to be up early tomorrow. Remember the plan? We drive over to Jack's garage for about quarter past nine, then he'll drive us over in my car to Kings cross, say bye and all that, then we're gone." Harry nodded to Hermione, Hermione continued, "Remember to set your alarm and all that daft stuff," She leaned over gave him a peck on the cheek, and got out from under the covers and tiptoed out of the room, she crept back upstairs and got into bed. Luckily she fell asleep soon.
She was awake at 8:20. She grabbed a white towel and headed downstairs to use the shower, her's was a bit dodgy it went hot and cold all the time. She shut the door and locked it, then turned on the shower and whilst waiting for the water to run warm she took off her underwear, t-shirt, and socks. She got under the stream of hot water and quickly cleaned all over her body using a sweet coconut scented shower gel. She then grabbed the coconut shampoo and washed her hair as quick as she could. She then put conditioner in and put a shower cap over the top, because of her long hair the conditioner didn't usually have that much time to work. She got a razor out and covered one of her legs in shaving foam. She carefully shaved it, being extra slow so she didn't cut herself. She then went onto the other one, and managed again not to cut it. She put the shaving foam and razor back, then took the shower cap of letting her hair fall down her back. She washed all the conditioner out and ran her fingers through her hair. She then turned off the water and got out of the shower. She dried herself with her towel and then used some moisturiser on her skinny legs and over her emaciated body.
She used the last of a sleekeazy's tub on her wet hair. She had about 6 mega tubs of sleekeazy's in her trunk, jsut so she didn't run out. She cleaned her teeth and then gathered her clothes up and threw them in the washing basket. There was a tap on the door, Hermione wrapped the towel around her body, and unlocked the door.
"Morning" Harry said, his hair was jsut as messy as always and he looked particularly cute in jsut his boxers, he had the towel in one of his hands. He smiled,
"Hey. I just finished up, sorry, my shower upstairs is shit so I used this one instead."
"Chill it's fine, I'll be out in about 15 minutes" He placed a hand on hermione's arm,
"Great" Hermione said, she walked down the corridor and ran upstair into her bedroom. She touched the spot wear Harry ahd touched her arm, whilst looking in the mirror. She shook her head and took her hand away. She'd got out a black pleated skirt, and a plain black tank top, along with her black ballet shoes. She put on a black padded bra, and put the tank top on top of it. She then put on a black thong, and slipped her skirt over the top of it. She then sat on her bed and slipped on her left ballet shoe, she bent over and did the ribbons up, which were extra long so they finsihed crissing and crossing jsut below her knee. She did her other shoe, then pranced over to her mirror pretending to bea ballerina. She did some mascara and eyeliner, blusher, and lip gloss. She looked at her partially dry hair,
"What the fuck?" She said, for some reason her hair was in little ringlets, it looked cute but it made her face look fat. She grabbed her bag and put all of her remaining make up in it. She ran downstairs, and knocked furiously on the bathroom door. Harry opened it in jsut a towel, Hermione looked at the water dripping down his body and had to try so hard not to reach over and wipe some off, he jsut looked so... Sexy, and so... Hot She walked past him quickly and picked up the sleekeazy's tub.
'Use on wet hair will result in ringlets, or corkscrew curls.' She read,
"Shit" She said sighing,
"What?" He asked,
"Look at my hair! It's all ringlets and it makes my face look fat"
"You look lovely 'Mione!" He said and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Gorgeous as always" He smiled at their reflection, thinking how they looked like such a good couple. "Leave your hair like that" He paused and looked at the reflected Hermione, "For me"
"Ok then" Hermione said, "Go get dressed or we'll be late" She grinned and Harry walked into his room, Hermione went downstairs, she put four slices of toast in the toaster. She got out butter and rasberry jam. Harry's favvourite flavor. The toast popped up and she put the slices into the toast rack and carried it to the table. She got out some pure apple juice for Harry, and poured herself a class of water. She wasn't in the mood for coffee. She got a slice of toast and put butter on it, she then peeled the crusts off, and left them on her plate along with crumbs, she left the knife in the butter, and a knife in the jam, then she put the slice of toast, except the crusts and crumbs, in the bin. Then it looked like she'd eaten she had jsut sat back down when Harry came downstairs. Hermione took a sip of water.
"Mm toast" Harry said and grabebd a slice, buttering it and spreading jam on it, "Oh you ate breakfast for once" Harry said,
"Yeah. Iw as surprisingly hungry" She said,
"Good good, sometimes I worry about you , you never seem to eat much" Harry shook his head and grabbed anoter slice of toast. He'd soon polished that off and was on his third slice, once he'd finished buttering and spreading jam. Hermione took the knives and put them in the washing up bowl. She put the lids on the butter and jam and put them in the fridge. Harry got a glass of apple juice. He drank that and finished his toast. He put the apple juice carton back in the fridge. He then put the crusts off Hermione's plate in the bin, he then put the plates and glasses in the washing up bowl. He and Hermione got up,
"What's the time?"
"8:45" Hermione said, "We should set off now in case we hit traffic"
"Ok," He said, their trunks were already in the boot of the car. "Come on then"
"Right," They went out of the house and Hermione locked the door. They got into the car, "Here we go, another whirlwind year at Hogwarts" Hermione said.
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