I sat in my room, with good old Hermione by my side. My head was on her shoulder, as she rubbed my arm soothingly. Tears fell from my eyes and onto my pajammas which I had changed into a while ago. The memories raced through my mind. Ginny pushing me in the closet. Malfoy being there. Ginny bringing Harry to find me with Malfoy. Harry being a world class idiot, and not believing me. Detention with Snape. Harry and Ginny about to kiss.

"It's going to be okay."Hermione told me, in a comforting voice. "Harry is just...confused, with everything happening to him."

"Well he doesn't have to be an ass about it." I mumbled.

Hermione let out a sigh, and rested her head on my own. "Hermione?" I asked.

"Yeah?"

"How do you feel, when you see Ron snogging Lavender?"

Hermione's head shot up and she looked down at me. "W—what do you mean?"

I removed my head from her shoulder and looked at her. "I see the way you look at Ron, Hermione. And when he snogs Lavender, you—you have this look in your eyes, their filled with sadness and jealousy." I admitted, playing with my hands.

Hermione blinked at me, and she looked away. "Everyone knows you both like each other, well except the two of you."

I looked at Hermione and saw a tear fall down her cheek. "I know, but Ron's with Lavender now. And he's happy by the looks of it." She admitted.

"But are you happy?" I asked, emphasizing that this was about her. Hermione stayed quiet, and looked at her hands. "How does it feel?" I asked again, searching her expression with my eyes.

"It feels like this." She sighed. I let one more tear drop from eye before looking up at her. "So what do I do?" I asked.

"You can keep on being his friend. He is going through a tough time." She advised me.

"I know that! But so am I!" I said loudly, standing up from the bed. Hermione shushed me and hugged me tight. My shoulders shook, but not a single tear fell. I wasn't sure why, it was like eyes were dried up. No more tears could fall anymore. I sighed, and said something about having homework to do, but being Hermione's best friend, my homework was always done, if not, I would be nagged until it was done. She understood and I walked down to the almost completely empty common room. There were two couples snogging in the corner, I thought one was Ron and Lavender, but I wasn't about to get up and just check.

I plopped down in a chair next to the fire; I made it made an 'uf' sound when I sat. I closed my eyes against the brightness of the fire, I let every thought I have just drift away like it never happened, and I know it sounds impossible. I stopped thinking, my mind went totally blank. So I sat there with a blank mind and listened to the silence, I watched the inside of my eyelids, and let me tell you something.

I felt 1000 times better.

I heard someone clear their throat, but I was reluctant to open my eyes, and look. I didn't want to go back to reality; I wanted everything to be paused. For time just to be frozen.

"Lexi." A male voice asked, he sounded like he was nervous.

I sighed, but didn't open my eyes. "What do you want, Harry?" I didn't want to hear the answer, but I asked anyway.

"I want you, Lexi. I want you back."

I am not going to lie, I was taken back by his response, but I hid my surprise from him."You honestly think I'm going to take you back just like that, Harry? And won't Ginny hate you for cheating on her?" I asked warily.

"What? Ginny?" He asked dumfounded.

"I saw you two about to kiss tonight." I stated, opening my eyes, and looking up at him. Did he know how handsome he was, or was he too modest to even think about those types of things?

"We never kissed. Ginny tried to kiss me, but when she leaned in for it, I didn't feel the electric charge that I do with you, when I looked at her, I saw her as another face in the crowd, even with a fire on top of her head, I could easily miss her, I could find you in a crowd faster than Snape can take away points. You make me happy, Lexi. And I know I make you happy, and if you are half as happy as I am, then I know you wouldn't do anything with Malfoy, and I believe you. Can you forgive me?"

I stared at him, stunned by what he had just said. I walked up to him, and stared him narrowly in the eyes. "You really think I'll take you back, now that you believe me? After you accused me of having sex with Malfoy." I shivered. "Then if so, then you have a really fat chance at that." I hissed at him.

His lips suddenly just crashed into mine, and I felt him wrap his muscular arms around my waist. God, how I loved him. He was imperfectly perfect. But I couldn't give in just like that, I thought.

I pulled away, and looked at him. "I love you, Harry. I do, but—" I cut myself off midsentence

Harry looked at me, disappointed, sad. "I understand. But even though I might have been with Ginny, I always loved you. And I always will, remember that Lexi, please." He told me and places a soft kiss on my forehead and headed up sadly up to his dorm.

I stood there, shocked by what Harry told me. I blinked myself back to reality and shook my head. "Harry causes trouble." I told myself. "No more Harry."

I had just sworn myself off Harry, and it felt...weird. I didn't know how to explain the feeling, but it was complicated and weird.

When I got up to my dorm, Hermione was fast asleep. I snuck into the bathroom, which was connected to the room. (A/N: not sure if they really have it connected. But in my story they do.) I stared at myself in the mirror. My brunette hair shimmered in the moonlight, and my skin was vampire pale. My hazel eyes looked more dark brown than it usually does. I let out a sigh.

"Maybe it's time for a change." I muttered to myself. "A new Lexi."

After about one and a half hour of changing myself, with the courtesy of using my wand. I emerged from the bathroom. I dyed my hair a platinum blonde colour, leaving the roots brown. My eyes were now just dark brown, no more hazel, thank to contacts. And I made my skin a little more tanner. If I could describe how I looked, I would say Taylor Momsen like.

(A/N: I don't know, I got the idea of changing Lexi into a Taylor Momsen, and she wanted the change to stop looking like Harry's Lexi just to let you know.)

I walked out to my bed, and crawled under the covers. I drifted into a dreamless sleep; the only problem I had to wake up the next morning.

"OH MY GOD! LEXI WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!" Hermione squealed in the morning.

"Couldn't you have waited 10 minutes before screaming that question?" I asked, irritated. I yawned.

"Lexi, you're blonde! What did you do?"

"I changed the way I look; I got tired of the same thing." I said with a shrug. I climbed out of bed, and shivered when my bare feet hit the cold floor.

Hermione couldn't stop staring at me. I just laughed and rolled my eyes. I got in my school robes, and trotted to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I ran a comb through my now blonde hair. I smiled at myself in the mirror, and went down to the common room.

"Lexi!" Two voices said in unison.

"Good morning." I smiled sweetly.

"You look...Amazing!" They said, after thinking of the right word to say. I laughed at them.

"Lexi, what did you do?" I heard a familiar voice ask, my stomach flopped, even though I really didn't want it to.

"I've actually been hearing that question a lot this morning." I said with a chuckle.

"I wonder why." He said sarcastically.

I frowned."I got tired of the way I look, I decided to change it up a bit."

"Fred, George would you mind giving us a moment." Harry asked, when they stepped a few feet away Harry gave me a look. "Why did you do it, look in my eyes and tell me why."

I looked up into his emerald eyes. I couldn't lie to him, I knew I couldn't, I hated it.

"I was tired of being your Lexi; I'm a different Lexi now." I tried to snap, but I ended up sounding helpless.

"I liked you the way you were before." He muttered.

"Well, you know what, I didn't." I said, before turning the other way to talk to Fred and George.

I felt Harry's eyes dig into my back as I chatted with Fred and George. The twins stared at my hair and I giggled. Well, actually every one stared at my hair just to say.

Fred picked up a piece of my hair and looked at it. "When did you change it?" He asked.

"Last night."

George picked up a piece of my hair just like his brother. "I can tell."

I let out a small laugh. The twins let my new hair drop back down.

"Blimey, Lexi... your hair!" Ron exclaimed, running over to me.

"Yes, Ron I'm aware that my hair is different." I said, rolling my eyes.

"It's so blonde." He said in awe.

I giggled. "Yes, I know it is blonde."

Ron just wouldn't stop staring, no one would stop staring. I really wished I could get Harry's reaction out of my head, but I just couldn't. He liked it better before...I'm sure he did. I liked my hair better now, it was a nice change, and I loved the way I looked. I walked happily to the Great Hall for breakfast, Fred and George at my said.

I could hear Ron and Harry's voices behind us, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I tried, I mean I really tried, to focus on Fred and George talking about their Puking Pastilles, I just couldn't. My mind either drifted to listening to what Harry and Ron were saying, or just Harry in general.

I sat next to Hermione, and I smiled at her.

"How do you like it?" I asked sweetly.

"I must admit, I liked it better before." She said, lowering her gaze to her the tiny scoop of eggs on her plate.

I frowned."Why is everyone saying that?" I asked in a hiss.

"Because it's true, Lexi. You were perfect the way you were. You aren't Lexi anymore."

I sighed."You just haven't given it a chance, it will grow on you."

"No, it won't." A voice cut in, I shivered a non-pleasant shiver, couldn't he just shut up once an a while? "You were beautiful before."

I felt my grip tighten around my fork. "So are you saying, I'm not beautiful now?" I asked angrily.

"Actually, yes I am. I don't like it, it's not you."

I glared."It is me." I manage, I take a deep breath. "It's me without you."

Harry shook his head at me and picked at his food.

"Like I care what you even think." I muttered under my breath.

Hermione's head instantly shot in my direction. I guess she heard my little comment. I looked at her and she looked away.

The rest of breakfast was pretty quiet, no usually talking between everyone. Just silence, I had to admit it was strange. As I ate my food, I felt all eyes on me. It was very annoying after a couple of moments.

"Will you stop staring at me?"

Everyone's eyes widened and they quickly averted their eyes, going back to their food.

After breakfast I walked to my first class with Hermione by my side. She was awfully quiet.

"You really don't like me blonde do you?" I asked, not looking at her.

"I don't, and Harry is right you were beautiful before." She admitted.

I stopped dead in my tracks and saw Hermione walk a few steps ahead before stopping and looking at me.

"Why is everyone so against this?" I asked, mad now, well I've been mad for a while, madder then I was before.

"Because...Don't hate me for saying this, but you aren't Lexi without Harry, ever since first year it's been Lexi and Harry, you can't be just Lexi unless there is a Harry attached."

"You're wrong." I hissed angrily at her. "Everyone is wrong, I belong to no one."

"I never said you belonged to anyone."

"Cut the crap, Hermione. I know what you meant, even if you didn't say it."

"I didn't mean that, I meant you belong together, you can't stay away from each other. And when you manage to stay away from each other, you're thinking about one another. I can just tell. Lexi do you realize you say his name in your sleep?"

"No I don't." I said, blushing furiously "Are you sure I'm not saying Larry, or Jerry, or berry. I had a dream that two boys named Larry and Jerry were fighting over blueberries, maybe that's what you heard."

"That's not the point, the point is you know you love Harry, even if you don't want to, and you try to change everything so that you don't have to love him. It's not going away Lexi; you can keep running from it, or embrace it. You wanted Harry to forgive you, and here he is, telling you he didn't even kiss
Ginny, coming up with a romantic speech that belongs in a Jane Austen novel! And you turn him down because you're scared to love him!"

"No I'm not scared of anything Hermione! I'm just sick and tired of this game that he plays, I can never get a break, if it's not him, it's Ginny, if it's not Ginny, and it's Snape! I just want to be my own person; can't you let me have that?" I asked, almost in tears.

Hermione looked at me dead in the eye. "Lexi, if you're involved in a game, play, because if you don't you are going to regret it."