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I threw my books down on my bed and swore loudly, no one was there so it didn't matter not that having them there would have prevented me from swearing. He was so stupid sometimes. A complete and utter moron. I flopped myself on my bed and replayed our last conversation.

"why do you say that?" Harry ask as we were walking towards the Fat Lady. "Why do I say what?" I asked turning around, my fingers brushing against Harry's hoping he'd take the hint, he hadn't.

"Why do you say I'm such a sweet guy, there are plenty of other people who could say or do everything I do." He said walking away from me.

I sighed. "Harry, because I love it when you ask how I'm doing, when you say something sweet."

Harry shrugged. "But it's no big deal, anyone could and should say those things about you."

I got really quiet and looked away. "I need to go Harry, I think I'm going to nap before dinner." Harry would never get it….

He wouldn't get it, it was almost as if he didn't want to get it- a knock broke my concentration.

"Ginny?" Hermione asked opening the door. "Hey, didn't see you with Harry…thought maybe we could talk?"

I shrugged and sat up. "Sure, what's up? Ron finally apologize?"

Hermione's face darkened, Ron had been dating Lavender Brown for three weeks, it hurt Hermione more then she let on.

"No…I actually wanted to talk to you about, well you and Harry." She said looking down.

"I know it's not my place…but does he realize everything you've gone through?"

She asked folding her hands in front of her and walking towards the bed, pausing before sighing and flopping on the bed next to me.

"Some of it, I don't know how much to share…when to share it." I said softly nibbling on my lower lip.

Hermione nodded slowly and began biting on her thumbnail. "Well, I think you'll know when the time is right…and how to do it." She said after a moment.

We both seemed lost in our own worlds for a while before I finally spoke.

"There is a problem…He doesn't understand." I said looking at Hermione.

"He does things that he thinks is normal…but it's sweet, and nice…but he doesn't see it that way…he doesn't think it's a big deal." I said shaking my head.

"I mean, some of it has too be girlish feeling thing…but he doesn't know about Dean…or Michael, well in great detail anyways."

Hermione nodded. "Do you think if you told him, he'd understand it?"

I shrugged playing with a loose thread on my gold bedspread. "How do you tell someone 'hey remember that guy in your dorm room with you? He verbally and emotional abused me, and even though I know you would never hurt me…" I stopped and sighed.

Hermione looked over at me and wrapped an arm around me. "You can't help wondering if, and waiting for when he'll hurt you too." She finished for me.

I nodded. "I know it's stupid, but I trusted Dean, and Michael and all they did was hurt me, use me, manipulate me…what if he does that too?"

Hermione sighed. "Harry would never hurt you…well intentionally, sometimes being with being with the chosen one you get hurt. But he really cares for you, he treats you like a princess and adores you, you really have nothing to worry about."

I nodded and was silent for a few moments. Hermione's eyes had glazed over, she muttered a quick spell under her breath and a bowl of muggle candy appeared on the bed…I think she calls them M&M's? they were multi colored chocolates with the letter M printed on them twice, I preferred the blue ones.

We spent the next few minutes gossiping before walking down the stairs to go to dinner. Harry was sitting in a chair so that he could see when I came down the stairs. He was talking with Neville but only half heartedly. He smiled at me and nodded. Hermione sighed softly and looked away. I know that Harry and I being together hurt her. Not because it was Harry and I…but that Ron didn't smile at her the same way anymore…