I love you to the bones
Disclaimer: All belongs to JK Rowling except unfamiliar characters.
Warning/Notes: 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 for all your great reviews…They mean so much. The couples at the moment are Blaise/Lexi, Dean/Ginny, Ron/Lav, Seamus/Parv, Harry/Mione, Draco/Pansy, but some aren't together yet, and I'm not saying we're going to focus in on them all. To fans of regrets, I will update soon, I'm just kind of, taking a mini-break. Hermione 'n' Harry Head boy/girl Own dormitory. I want to take the time to dedicate this fic to Black Betty, Fehlerhaft, and Amy. B.B because you're always giving me good idea's, compliments and constructive criticism, but not too harsh. Fehlerhaft because I get the impression you've experienced some of this before and you review all my stories, Amy because you mean so much to me, and I know you go though this shit everyday, I love you all. I also want to send out love to all my reviewers, I love reviews, I'm a reviews whore. Anyway, onwards with the fic!
Chapter Eight
Harry lay in his bed and stared up at the Gryffindor red canopy. He let his thoughts reel inside his head, he was worried… Very worried…
Hermione's changing/changed again. At the start of the summer holiday's when we said goodbye for a few mere weeks, she was a uptight, bookworm… In a good way. Then she seemed to have let her hair down when I stayed over at her's in the summer. It was for the best, I mean sure she must have changed for a reason, but she had a new car and was hanging out with her cousin and other friends. That probably was what made her change but now she's back at school… Everything's so difficult to think about. She always goes to the toilet to put make up on after dinner, and spend ages in here and comes out with a bit of lip gloss on. I mean okay, that's no biggie, but she's changed her eating habits too. I don't want to pressurize her too much, but she's either stuffing her face like Ron and Lexi do, or she's hardly eating anything at all. She gets stressed easily and she's fainted millions of times. Okay, that's exaggerating but at least ten. Everyone's worried about her. Pansy keeps getting stressed and upset about it, she really cares about 'Mione. You know? So do I, so does everyone. She's drawn into herself too… She seems too, I dunno? Quiet. Too timid. Too un-Hermione.
I mean, she's been my best mate for so long. Ron used to like her, and then he went off her, and now I do. She doesn't seem to comprehend the fact I do, she ignores all the little moments we have, pretends they never happened. She ignores all the group's hints. Maybe she just doesn't like me? But, I don't know, we seem to connect, and she always gives me little looks, little smiles, little bats of her eyes, little movements, little gestures, little surprises, little touches, just to let me know she's there, just to let me know she cares, just to get me to notice her.
I'm so confused, we've shared so much and I don't want to ruin it by trying something on with her. But how long can I ignore it for? Theses days she's more spontaneous than I am. Maybe it's just her growing up… But I thought she'd already done that.
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Hermione woke up and rubbed her eyes. The sun was just rising, that makes it about 7:45 AM, she thought. She sat up, she had black t-shirt on, and some red baggy pyjama shorts on. She got up, her bones cracked as she stood up, and her muscles ached. She walked through her spacious room and knocked on the bathroom door. No-one answered so she entered. She walked around the sunken bath and popped her head around Harry's door. Harry had the sheets wrapped around the bottom of his body, and he was laid to the side. His arms flung out, his hair a mess. He opened his eyes and smiled at Hermione,
"Mornin'" He croaked,
"Mornin'" She said smiling tightly, "I'm gonna use the bathroom k?" Harry nodded and shut his eyes.
Hermione pulled her head back around and shut the door. She then started to undress; she couldn't help but to look at herself in the mirrors opposite. She smiled pitifully at herself and at her body. How can you love and hate yourself at the same time? She thought, suppose the books are right yet a-fucking-gain, it's not just a physical disorder it's a mind disorder too. Oh well…She sighed and walked over to the shower, she turned it on, and the water magically came out. She walked in and shut the door. She let the hot water run over her cold skin. She grabbed one of the gold pumps of cream. She got some vanilla scented shower gel and sponged it over her body. She wondered if she'd ever be able to love herself properly. She felt like she wanted to cry, but she was too tired to even cry, she felt almost too tired to breath. Her pulse seemed slow, and her breathing to quiet. She was always light-headed, always hungry, always thirsty no matter how much water she drank, she was always ill, her muscles always ached, her joints swelled up regularly, her hair was falling out, her teeth slowly decaying, the 'time of the month' never seemed to come, and she was constantly cold.
She started to wash her hair, and she cleaned the cinnamon shampoo out, she then cleaned out the conditioner. She dried her hair and saw the strands in the towel, a tear slipped down her face. If anything hurt a lot, it was her hair falling out; she'd always had a problem with her hair until summer. When she got it sorted. She'd only just been given the privilege of being able to be proud of her hair when it was ripped away from her by ana. But she frequently thought to herself, Ana comes above everything. She wrapped the towel around her body and cleaned her teeth quickly. She gathered up her clothes, and popped her head around Harry's door.
"I'm done now" She said with a smile,
"K. Thanks hun." He smiled and she shut the door. That was definitely a sign they were hanging out with the slytherins too much. They were always calling each other honey, hun, sweedie, and that sort of stuff. She went through the bathroom and into her bedroom. She looked through her drawers. Pansy had told them last night over dinner that the next day, or today, would be another 'slutday'.
Hermione put on a skirt that had a small straight part at the top all the way around then it started to pleat. and did a spell to make it tiny. She then put on an extremely padded bra and threw an extremely tight white shirt over it. She put on her tie and knotted it so it was loose and was very short. She then put on a thick silver bangle on her left arm and a collection of about 40 thin silver bangles on her other arm. She walked over to the mirror, and neatened up her bob, and did some spells to make it dry, and then some to make it shiny and have some volume. She put on some heavy black eyeliner, a lot of foundation and some blusher. She then started doing her mascara, she was just on her fourth coating when Harry came in.
"Oh. It's another one of those days." He said grinning,
"No, I normally dress like this" She said jokingly,
She finished her eyeliner then put on some 'lip injection gloss', which Pansy had given her. It tingled but she pouted and grinned at Harry.
"Perfect." He said, "I really like your hair like that by the way.
"Thanks." She said and put in some big silver hoop earrings. She opened her dressing table drawer and got out some over the knee plain white socks. She put them on then grabbed her platform Mary-Janes from where they were neatly placed in the cut out section for her knees in her dresser. She put them on.
"Ready?" Harry asked.
"In a sec." She said. She put her towel and clothes in her washing pile, made her bed and went over to her wardrobe. She then got out a medium sized black handbag. She put in some of her parchment and quills of her desk. She then chucked in her mascara, foundation, blusher, eyeliner and two tubes of lip-gloss, the one from pansy and a pink one too. She then put two of the three books she needed into her bag and carried the other in her arm. She hitched her handbag onto her shoulder looked around the room. She quickly bounded over and shut her wardrobe door. "Ready." She said.
They made their way to the hall. They saw Draco and Pansy kissing by the entrance of the great hall. Draco had Pansy pinned against the wall, and it seemed to be getting a little steamy, Hermione grinned at Harry evilly,
She put on her bets McGonagall voice and stalked up to Pansy and Draco, "Mister Malfoy and Miss Parkinson if you would please stop making a scene and go in and have breakfast this minute and ten points from slytherin for your indecency!" She said sternly. The two looked up from where they had been staring at their shoes guiltily,
"Wait a sec. They aren't McGonagall's…" Pansy said and she and Draco looked up.
"'MIA!" They both shouted, Harry stood beside her and they all giggled,
"What's all the laughing about?" Said Dean, as he, Ginny, Seamus, Parvati, Ron, and Lavender walked up.
"Just Hermione's uncanny impression of McGonagall." Draco said laughing.
"Ahh right…" Blaise and Lexi said as they walked up, Blaise had his arm around Lexi's waist. The girl's all looked at each other and smiled.
They all walked in and moved to their respective tables reluctantly. Hermione sat and drank a black coffee.
"You never have breakfast!" Ron said,
"I know. We've been through this before Ron… I just can't stomach it."
"I don't know how the pancakes are delish!" Ron said, waving the scent of pancakes towards her,
"Oh sod off Ron" Hermione said jokingly.
Soon they had all finished. The gryffindors looked over to the four slytherins and got up to go to the entrance hall.
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When they were all out, Draco spoke up first,
"Double potions for me next, who else has got that?"
"Me."
"Me."
"Me."
"Me."
Said Hermione, Harry, Pansy, and Blaise.
"We've got divination." Said Lavender and Parvati,
"Free period." Said Ron, Seamus and Dean,
"Oooh. Me too!" Said Ginny.
"Oh, good good." Said Dean, and wrapped an arm around Ginny.
"I've got potions too!" Lexi said,
"Ok." Blaise said, and all the departing couples gave themselves a kiss. Hermione leaned against one of the walls. She could feel her light-headed-ness, but she refused to let herself faint. She rubbed her forehead. She sank down the wall and was soon sitting, no-one had noticed yet she thanked God. She tried to get up but feel back down. She felt dizzy; she couldn't stop herself much longer. She needed water. She looked through her handbag beside her. She couldn't see she tipped it upside down, trying to look normal. Her books and everything clattered out. She had no bottle of water. This was it she couldn't stop herself any longer. She hit the floor with a bang.
"'Mione!" Pansy screamed. She ran over. Pulled her wand out, "Enervate!" Nothing happened, Harry pulled his wand out, along with Draco too, and the three of them said at the same time,
"ENERVATE!" Nothing happened.
It was serious. It wasn't just fainting.
Hermione put two fingers to her neck, everyone crowded around, and Harry and Pansy were crouched beside her.
"What are you doing?!" Lavender cried out worriedly,
"Checking her pulse!!!" Draco exclaimed,
"It's too slow! Pansy said, "And too faint. We need to take her to the medical room… And quickly at that!" She said,
"Right." Harry scooped her up,
"Need any help?" Blaise asked,
"No she's light as a feather." He said, "She's underweight by the feeling of it."
"Curious." Pansy said. They started to run towards the medi. Wing.
They got there, the group of them. Harry put her into a bed.
"MADAM POMFREY!" Harry bellowed, "Come on you daft bitch." He mumbled tapping his right foot rapidly,
"Is the school on fire?"
"No. But 'Mione's fainted! And she won't wake up. Not even with the enervation spell!" Pansy exclaimed,
"Which lesson is she meant to be in?" Madam Pomfrey asked,
"Potions." Said Blaise and Lexi at the same time,
"Ok, I suppose you two are too?" She asked the pair of them, they nodded quickly,
"You got to your lessons tell Professor Snape, that Mister Malfoy and Potter are in the medical wing with Miss Parkinson and Miss Granger." She looked flustered, "All of you except you four may go. Tell your teachers to come to me if you Professor's try to take potions."
"We have a free period Madam Pomfrey, may we stay?"
"No! Your free periods are for studies now get out from under my feet! Before I deduct house points!" At this, Ron, Seamus and Dean scuttled out miserably.
"Right. I'll try a potion." Madame Pomfrey said, "I'll have to inject it though." She strode quickly to her office and came out with a bottle of potion and a needle.
She poured the liquid into the needle, she then picked up Hermione left arm and move the bangle she injected it into her elbow.
"It'll take a few minutes to work." Pomfrey said,
"What caused this Professor?" Asked Pansy form a seat by Hermione's bed.
"I don't know yet. Has she been showing any symptoms recently."
"She fainted yester day, she's fainted about 11 times since the train journey here." Draco said
"Indeed." Pomfrey said,
"Her pulse is really slow and faint." Pansy said "When I felt it I could hardly pick it up!"
"She seems stressed more than usual and always snaps at us. Especially if we talk about her eating habits." Harry said,
"Or if we try and go to the toilet at the same time as her…" Pansy said, with a strange, disapproving look upon her face,
"Oh, The stupid girl!" Madam Pomfrey quickly went over to her office and brought another potion out. She put it into another syringe and injected it again.
"What's that?"
"It'll stop the potion working to enervate her because if my thoughts are right, she won't be happy with us checking her over." Pomfrey sighed and sat in a chair opposite Pansy, Harry and Draco, "You said about her eating habits… What do you mean by that?"
"She hardly ever eats properly." Draco said,
"Hardly ever."
"Yeah." Pansy said, after Harry, "If she eats she ahs a dry salad, no dressings or seasonings she only ever drinks water, and then once a week or so she'll eat a load of food. Then she goes to the…" Pansy looked shocked and put her hand to her mouth, her eyes looked wet with tears, "Madam Pomfrey… You don't think?" She looked horrified,
"I'm afraid I do." Madam Pomfrey, "And if it is she is going to need you all more than ever."
"What are you on about?" Harry said anxiously,
"Mister Potter…. I think Hermione may have an… Eating disorder."
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Oooooh! Revelations! I hope you liked this chapter, I enjoyed writing it. Now next chapter should be up soon. So review fast. I'll write the chapter but I'm not updating till I get 5 reviews. Yes, that is blackmail.. But it's loving blackmail I only wanna know what you think so ic an make it better for you. Love -P.C