"Sometimes love is addiction/

Sometimes it hurts like hell and/

Sometimes you just can't get enough"

When Harry returned from the library after curfew along with Hermione and Ron, Ginny was displeased.

"Harry, you told me you'd be back hours ago," Ginny pointed out. "I want to know what took you so long in that bloody library!"

"We were doing homework, love. Chill," replied Harry who seemed slightly annoyed by Ginny's anger.

"Don't tell me to chill! I've been worried about you for the past three hours and you tell me to chill?" Ginny shouted, getting more pissed off as time passed.

"What could have happened? My ass falls asleep and me not being able to stand up? Seriously, Ginny… I was alright. Plus, Ron and Hermione were there."

Ginny stormed off, not wanting to show the tears of hate building up behind her amber eyes.

"Sheesh. What's her problem?" Ron inquired.

"Not a damn clue." Harry answered.

"I'll go talk to her," Hermione offered.

"Ginny," Hermione knocked on the girl's dormitory door. "It's Hermione. Can I come in?"

"If you must!" Ginny shouted through the door.

Hermione gently opened the door and peeked her head through to see where Ginny was located. She then quickly entered the room, carefully shutting the door behind her. "Are you okay? You're not acting like yourself."

"What the hell were you guys doing in the library for so long?"

"We were studying. We have a big potion's test tomorrow. You know how Snape is."

Ginny shrugged as if Hermione's words had no significance what so ever. Why should she trust the words of her best friend when her gut instincts told her something else was up? "Was Cho down there?"

"Oh. I get it."

"Get what?"

"You're jealous."

"Am not."

"Don't deny it."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are!"

"No I'm not!"

"Ginny…be realistic. You're not just pissed because we were in the library for an extra hour or two. You're jealous because you thought Harry was going behind your back to see Cho. Well here's some news. Harry loves you, not Cho. Cho was an infatuation that ended over a year ago, and you need to end your suspicion soon or you're going to lose him."

Hermione exited the room leaving Ginny with a stunned expression.

Ginny mumbled to herself, "the nerve of that girl…too bad she might be right."

"Harry, we need to talk." Ginny walked into the boy's dormitory to find Harry lounging on his bed reading a Quidditch magazine.

"About what?"

"Us."

"Oh…okay. What's wrong?"

"Do you love me?"

"Of course I do! How could you ever think that I don't?"

" I don't know… I guess I just have this feeling that something's wrong. Y'know?"

"Uhm…Not really. Sorry. Could you elaborate a little bit more for me, please?"

"I feel like I'm losing you. I don't want to lose you, Harry. I love you more than anything."

"Why do you think you're losing me?" Harry sat up as he asked the question. He could not believe the words passing between them. He felt his temper start to rise.

"I just feel like you're eyeing someone else, I guess."

"Like who in the bloody hell would I be fancying?"

"Cho."

There was a moment of silence. Harry was choosing his wording very carefully, Ginny could tell. He was about to lose it. All the anger that was being built up about to explode. "Why the fuck would I fancy Cho? Cho! OF ALL PEOPLE CHO! Are you bloody insane?"

Tears started to well up in Ginny's eyes as Harry screamed at her. He didn't mean to scream. He just couldn't help himself. "I…I…don't know…" She managed to say.

"Ginny, obviously you cannot trust me. Therefore, I do not trust you."

"Which…means…what?" She said in between sobs.

"We're over."

"Fate turns cruel/
You're on your knees/
So desperate for one truth/
Know that I have loved you."

Lyrics—1.Ashlee Simpson

2.Jessica Simpson