Tears filled my eyes and I saw myself from last night scream, dropping to the ground in tears. She picked herself up and ran out the door. Ron just stood there; dumbstruck. My eyes teared to almost blindness but I didn't miss the smirk on Lavender's face. That bloody saucy minx!
Ron turned to her and just shook his head solemnly. I was close enough to hit him and was so temped to do so. That bloody prat! I HATE HIM! I was also close enough to hear the words lavender didn't.
"I'm sorry…" He whispered.
He picked up his trousers off the floor, tugged them on and pulled over his sweater as he walked out the door.
Normally, it would have made me week at the knees if he ditched Lavender because of me but at the moment, that bloody prat could jump off a cliff for all I care.
I stumbled out of the door, god I'm clumsy. I almost accidentally hit lavender for I tripped on the rug. I caught my balanced and promised myself that if I hit her, it wouldn't be an accident. Slut.
I found myself a few minutes later; deep in a snog with some Ravenclaw I don't even know. Then an even stranger thing happened; I saw myself just push him aside and drop him for some Hufflepuffer. This is weird, I'm usually quite prude. The phenomenon continued through the hour. I saw myself jump from boy to boy to boy. Snog to snog. And then it happened.
Harry Potter.