I love you to the bones
Disclaimer: All belongs to JK Rowling except unfamiliar characters.
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 Five.
Nothing much happened on the way. They got to the garage. Jack got in, but Hermione continued to drive. She drove all the way to King's Cross. She got out of the car. She took the keys and opened the boot. She pulled both trunks out then shut the boot. She gave it a little pat.
"I'll miss you baby." She said to the car and passed the keys to Jack. She hugged him. "I'll miss you hon. Bye." She gave him a last quick squeeze.
"See you darling." He said and waved as her and Harry walked away. They passed through the barrier and got onto the train. Hermione panted form the effort of pulling her trunk. She slumped into her seat and pushed her head back against the seat trying to get comfortable. She curled her knees up and hugged them, waiting for the great red engine to jerk, and then start chugging away. She had a new device, called a magicman. It was a wizard CD player, in a small shop called "Meredith's magic muggle devices.". If you asked Hermione she thought the shop was a little too quirky, a little too cheerful, a little bit too… Well. She didn't know… Corny?
She pulled out the little CD played, and looked at it, she pressed the tip of her wand to the little white circle in the middle of it and murmured, "My chemical romance. I'm Not okay"
"What's that?" Harry asked, "You're not okay? What's up?"
"Nothing I'm fine. It's just a song I want on."
"What's that?" He asked and she growled, getting annoyed at his incessant questioning.
"Biformis" She snapped pointing at the magic player, she passed the second one to Harry. "Take a look yourself." She said, softer this time. She hadn't meant to snap at Harry, he was just curious… Mind you she never meant to snap she just did. She turned the volume up full blast and let herself zone out in her little ball.
"Hermione" She heard faintly, "Hermione… Hermione……" The voice was calling, it was ethereal, she smiled. The voice was coming closer, and she saw a tiny, little fairy, she smiled at it again… then the fairy turned into a goblin that grew, and it grew into Ron. They were in the great hall, it was like a muggle ball, the boys in tuxedoes and the girls in cocktail dresses and gowns.. He was laughing at her, making gestures of her stuffing her face, then he shrunk into Ginny, who looked great in a small, tight, and very short cocktail dress who was laughing at her with Parvati and Lavender calling her fat, saying how she looked like a blancmange how huge she looked. She cried out. Then it was Pansy laughing at her, her hands by her hips going outwards as if she was showing how fat she were. She was taunting her. Calling her overweight. Then it was Malfoy's turn to jibe at her. He was calling her a mudblood. A fat whore. Obese. She whirled around. She cried. She called out. To anybody, anyone, somebody, someone to save her. She saw jet black hair, Harry's hair. She ran to him. He turned around and looked at her. He looked disappointed. He gave her a flower. But he looked disappointed, disgusted, appalled, revolted by her. He forced a smile. Tear fell down her face she screamed. Looking down at the body her head was on. He fat arms, stomach, thighs, calves, sausage like fingers. She cried, she could feel tears spilling down her cheeks making them burn.
She sat bolt upright. She was on the floor of the carriage with loads of people around her. Harry, Ron, Ginny, Malfoy, Parkinson, Zabini, Parvati, Lavender. She looked down at her body and breathed out. She was safe, she wasn't quite that bad yet. Someone thrust a tissue her way, Lavender and Parvati smiled down at her. They offered her a hand.
"C'mon we'll clean your make-up up." Lavender said, and the three exited the carriage. Hermione walked tidily along the corridor, using all her strength to just keep herself up. It couldn't go on like this could it? Without her make-up she looked like a corpse, without her padded bra she had no breasts, without her clothes she looked skeletal. Her hair was dull. Her skin was dull. Her eyes were dull. Her skin covered her bones like cling film. Yet, it was beautifully ugly. Just like she was an intelligent fool. None of it should have fitted together but it did, somehow.
"Come on, let's wipe away all this eyeliner and mascara." Parvati said,
"And we'll reapply some foundation and blush." Lavender said,
"Okay." Hermione said quietly,
The girls trimmed and preened Hermione until she looked good as new. They even did a spell for Hermione's curls to stay bounceable, and for her hair to shine.
"Thank you guys so much. For those spells as well." She said, with a weak smile.
"Are you okay Hermione?" Parvati asked,
"Yeah, do you want to tell us anything? I mean, you seem awfully pale and thin, and you fainted. I mean is it guy troubles… Or something?" Lavender said,
"No. It's just been an off-day today."
"Well we heard Harry Potter was at yours? How can it be an off-day with Harry to see smiling in the morning?" Lavender said,
"Yeah… He's sweet." Hermione murmured,
"Talking of Harry. We better get you back they were so worried… We all were. Even the slytherins" Parvati said,
"How come? I mean Zabini, Parkinson, Malfoy… I don't think so."
"I'm surprised you haven't picked it up Hermione. Houses are getting loads closer. Revnclaw and Hufflepuff and Gryffindor are really close. And slowly slytherins are starting to accept the fact eventually all this house rivalry will have gone." Lavender said,
"OK." Hermione said,
"What's the goss. Anyway?" Lavender asked,
"I don't know." Hermione said, she opened the door to the toilets of the train and strutted out. She'd been sat down and her energy had come back a bit. She passed the snack trolley and bought two sugar free red bulls. She opened the first one and downed it. She crushed the can in her hands and shoved it in the bin. She then started on the second one and gulped half of it down. She breathed then downed the rest. Then that can was in the bin. She knew she wouldn't feel the effect immediately. But she did an energizing spell. She stalked down the corridor a sneer playing across her lips, challenging anyone to say anything about her. She heard a whisper and whirled around,
"What?" She asked Dean and Seamus,
"Nothing. You okay?" Dean asked,
"Yeah." She said, and she was off again. She threw open her compartment door. She saw Ron, Harry, Ginny and Malfoy, Zabini, and Parkinson talking. Albeit, uncomfortably, but still talking. She was about to shut the compartment door when Harry's foot flew out and stopped it shutting. She looked at him. It didn't make sense had she just fallen asleep, was it not her and Harry pranking the slytherins, was it not the slytherins taunting her for the last six years? Maybe it was a dream.
Harry grabbed her hand and pulled her down. He meant her to land next to him, but instead she landed on him. She laughed. The spell was kicking in, and she could feel the red bulls flowing through her veins. Well not literally, but metaphorically she could. She giggled and kept her hands in his. Everyone looked serious, she laughed at their faces,
"What's up with you Hermione? What happened?" Ron asked,
"I thought it would be fun to see how long I could go without air…It went a bit wrong." She said giggling at her stupid excuse,
"SO you finally lost you mind?" Ginny said,
"Yeah… DUH! You blonde or something?" She laughed, then looked at Parkinson and Malfoy. "Errr Yeah, Sorry you two."
"It's fine." Pansy said smiling. She looked carefree on Malfoy's lap.
"Maybe a re-introduction would work?" Ginny said, "My name's Ginny Weasley. I'm in Gryffindor house."
"Blaise Zabini, I'm slytherin." He had a wicked grin, which was hard to miss.
"Pansy Parkinson. The same." She said smiling,
"Harry Potter. Gryffindor." He extended a hand to Malfoy and smiled dashingly,
"Draco Malfoy. I'm a slytherin" He grinned.
"Ron Weasley. Gryffindor house."
"Hermione Granger." Hermione grinned, "Or Mia. The secret hufflepuff." Everyone laughed, "No, bollocks to that. I'm Gryffindor." She laughed along with everyone else. Yes, so she was on a temporary high, the keyword being temporary, but that didn't ban her happiness. She'd just pretend it wasn't temporary.
"Well never try not to breathe again." Ron said, "You were mumbling about shipwrecks a, and fat and something about a ball." He said.
"Weird." Hermione said. She leaned back onto Harry. And he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Dean!" Ginny cried. Dean waltzed up to her, and gave her a peck on the lips. She moved and sat on his lap.
"Wanna go find some girls?" Ron asked Seamus,
"Hell yeah!" Seamus said, and the two exited shutting the compartment door. It was full of 'couples' except Blaise,
"No girlfriend then Blaise?" Hermione asked,
"No. I have one, Alexia Gemini. She's in our year, in slytherin. Long brown hair, reaches her butt, quite curvy, but in a sexy way."
Hermione held in a scoff. Like he thought it was in a sexy way. Thin girls were so much better.
"Are you two together?" Draco asked,
"No. Just friends with privileges…" Harry said,
"Cool." Pansy said,
Hermione looked at her, and realized her nose had gone! Well not totally, but she'd had it changed. A spell! It wasn't an ugly pug-like snout anymore and her hair was poker straight. She tried not to stare but it was gorgeous. She was so jealous of the stupid slytherin.
There was a long pretty uncomfortable silence. Pansy kissed Draco on the lisp and soon it was a full on make-out session.
"I'm going to find Lexi." Blaise said and exited,
Then it was Ginny and Dean's turn to start kissing.
Harry and Hermione stood up and left.
I'm sorry it isn't dark yet. Darkness will start next chapter. That isa promise.I just wanted a bit of happiness to make the depression... more depressed.
Thanks for all your reviews, they really made me write this chapter.
Love P.C