A/N: Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry! I know, this has taken forever! I'm mad at me too. But chapter 23 is here now, so I hope you enjoy! Anddon't forget to review!

Chapter Twenty Two

I plopped down at the Gryffindor table between Ron and Tommy.

"Hey, sport." Pete said. He was seated directly across form me.

"Hey." I said brightly. "What's up with all y'all?"

"You all." Hermione said, who was sitting on Ron's other side.

"What?" I questioned.

"You said 'all y'all'. That's incorrect. It would be 'you all'. 'What's up with you all?'"

"Oh, well thanks for the English lesson, but look at who you're telling. I mean I'm almost as bad as Ron."

"Hey!" Ron said, his mouth full of food.

"No offence." I added.

"True." Hermione nodded.

"So Hermione." Sara said suddenly.

"Yes?" Hermione replied pleasantly.

"So like, if you're so smart then how come your head is so small? You'd think you would look like Jimmy Neutron or something. Or does your hair cover your brain, which is bursting out of your head? That would explain why it's so puffy. Or is your brain just all mushed in there really tight. And if that is the case, does it hurt?" Sara said seriously. Hermione blinked. Tommy, Pete, Ron and I burst out laughing, attracting stares from the few people who had stayed at Hogwarts for Christmas. Sara however, just looked expectantly at Hermione, waiting for an answer.

"I…You…" She trailed off. "You're impossible, you know that." This inspired a whole new wave of laughter. Sara joining in this time.

"What's going on?" I heard Harry's amused voice from behind me.

"Hermione…brain…head!" I was all could choke out before I was overcome by more laughter. Hermione looked rather irritated.

"Sorry Hermione." Sara said, calming down. "I like to tease people."

"It really wasn't that funny." Ron said, grinning, and placing his arm around Hermione's waist. "Just sort of one of those things."

"That's what you get for being so late to lunch." I said in mock irritation. Harry grinned slightly.

"Right. I'll try to be more like you." He said sarcastically.

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Later that day, Ron and Hermione disappeared onto the grounds for a "walk", giving Harry, Sara, Tommy, Pete and me run of Gryffindor Tower. Tommy and Pete were in the middle of a highly competitive game of wizard chess, leaving Sara, Harry and myself sitting awkwardly on the couch. Harry had finally noticed the glares and icy attitude Sara had toward him, making him feel uncomfortable and me twice as guilty. It was way too quiet for me to handle.

"You know what I've always wondered?" I said abruptly. "Why don't people ever go to the bathroom in books and movies and stuff? I mean, that's not very realistic at all. I pee! I do it every day. But no one in movies ever does. Honestly. Have you ever seen it? It's ridiculous! If I were to ever write a movie script or something, I would have them go to the bathroom. I mean no, it wouldn't be graphic or anything. Just saying that they need to use the restroom or something. You know?"

"Yeah, you're right, Sky. Totally. They add the other stuff. Showers and stuff I mean. But hey, maybe these people don't have bladders." Sara wondered.

"Possible but I doubt it. I wonder what it would be like to have no bladder. Where would all your liquids go? Or would it just—"

"This conversation has taken a very weird turn." Harry interrupted.

"Sorry, Harry." I grinned. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to go to the bathroom." Sara snorted.

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When Ron and Hermione returned from their walk, they both looked flushed and sheepish. Something I guessed didn't have anything to do with the cold outside.

"Hey. Have fun on your walk?" I asked innocently.

"Er, yeah." Ron said, more red creeping up to his ears. They collapsed onto the couch, Hermione's head leaning on Ron's shoulder, as he played with her curly hair. I grinned at the pair.

"You guys are cute!" I squeaked.

"Oh! That reminds me, Skylar. We need to talk. I'll be right back, Ron." Tommy and Pete looked up from their second game of chess and watched as Hermione grabbed my wrist and dragged me upstairs, Sara following close behind.

"Girls." I heard Pete mutter.

Hermione opened the door to our dormitory and said simply,

"Spill." I didn't say anything.

"What is she supposed to be telling you?" Sara asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Why she broke up with Harry."

"Oh. She didn't tell you? She did it because—"

"Sara!"

"What? It's so secret." I felt my face turn red. "He was about to brake up with her. You know, with the 'we need to talk' and stuff. So she dumped before he could her."

"He wasn't." Hermione said, looking at me. "Ron's told me. Harry talks about you all the time. How crazy you are, how funny you are, how pretty and smart you are. How happy you make him."

"He said all that about me?" I said, butterfly's suddenly filling my stomach. "That's so sweet."

"Oh, so it was all just one big mistake? But you still do have feelings for him." Hermione said knowingly. I couldn't deny it. I did.

"Well yeah."

"Well it's only been a couple of days. I'm one hundred percent positive he still has feelings for you."

"Yeah, Sky. Go get yo man back." Sara said, smiling.

"Oh, no I couldn't do that." I said shaking my head vigorously.

"Why not?" Hermione asked.

"Because…" I trailed off.

"Oh, please, Skylar, be more vague. I don't think I can handle all these details!" Sara said sarcastically.

"Harry didn't seem like he was going to brake up with you, did he?" Hermione said, annoying accurate as usual.

"What?" Sara said, skeptically. "Not possible. You should read all her letters: Harry this, Harry that. 'I like Harry so much!'"

"I don't get it either. But Skylar's mind does work differently than the rest of ours." Hermione said reasonably.

"True, but she's not stupid. She wouldn't ruin something that good." Sara replied.

"Look, you weren't here when the whole Harry thing started. When she was about to kiss him, she had a fit. Came running up to the dormitory babbling about something…crazy, I think was the word she used." Color crept up my neck as the memory came flooding into my head.

"She had never really kissed anyone before. I mean sure, little things but nothing real. Of course she freaked out a bit." Sara reasoned.

"Why don't we just ask Skylar what's going on." Hermione said, turning to me.

"Well…" There was a silence.

"Come on, out with it!" Hermione prompted.

"Well…" Silence.

"Skylar, just tell her, so we can on with our lives." Sara, said, annoyed.

"Well…" Silence.

"Wait…" Sara looked at me suspiciously. "It's not true is it? He was about to brake up with you, wasn't he?"

"Well…"

"Well what?" Hermione burst.

"Tell me what is going on right now, Skylar Anne Matthews!" Sara said, sounding uncannily like my mother.

"Well…Okay. Here goes."