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A/N: Yeah, disappointed in me, I know. I'm pretty un reliable with updates, but this chapter has a bit of drama or whatever in it. So have fun with this.

One of the Guys

Chapter Sixteen

Just a little Crush

Ron shuffled through the hallways. He was half hoping to find Harry, his best friend who now looked like a totally hot chick. Ron was an interesting fellow, there was no doubt about it. Ginny often told him when he had a cold; his cure was his stash of 'Playwizard' hidden under his bed. He didn't mind that he found himself attracted to Harry or "Evie" now, hell, who wasn't? But it seemed Harry was more interested in "Mathieu", the French jerk-off who's steeling all the woman.

"I never knew Harry swung that way…" He mumbled. He shook his head. He didn't want to think about this best friend's sexuality. He didn't want to do much of anything.

Ron slowed his walk when he came across the library. He looked both ways before creeping towards the door and opening it just a peek. There she was, Hannah. She was searching through a large, probably old textbook; and every once in a while, she would brush her bangs aside. He desperately wanted to brush her hair for her but he knew if he were to touch her she would probably smack him away and call him a pervert, which he was but he still didn't want her to call him that.

"What are you doing?" A voice asked.

Ron jumped and the door slammed shut. He turned to glare at the girl standing next to him. "What do you want, Parvati?"

Hermione sat on her bed with her curtains drawn. Her eyes were crusty with dry tears. Seamus had chased after her and tried to talk to her throughout the entire night (didn't that guy ever sleep?) but Hermione had charmed her bed curtains shut and refused to come out for anything. She even missed breakfast but class was starting soon so she was ready to make an exception.

'Maybe I'll see her there…' She wondered thinking back to the dark haired female. She blushed at her thoughts and at how pathetic she was behaving.

She pulled the curtains aside and adjusted her uniform, which was wrinkly from the night and ran a hand between the knots in her hair. When she couldn't run it entirely through, she shrugged and decided she didn't care.

When she descended the boy's staircase, she was surprised to see Ginny waiting for her.

"There you are!" She cried excitedly. "What happened? You look like crap."

Hermione shrugged, "Rough night…"

Ginny's mouth went wide. "Rough…? Did something happen?"

Hermione vigorously shook her head, "No, Ginny, I'm not gay."

"Oh," Ginny shrugged.

"I'm not!" Hermione cried indignantly. Really, some people. She was honestly surprised by Ginny's assumption. Ginny knew she was a girl and just playing a role.

"Ok, just whatever, now what happened last night?" Ginny asked.

Hermione sighed and thought back for the first time that day of Seamus. What a bomb that was. Seamus was gay…for her? As confusing as it sounded (and it was because not even Hermione could make sense of it), she was at a loss for words.

"I…nothing, just forget about it, I have to get to class," She said and pushed passed Ginny. She held her books tighter to her recently flat male chest and headed off to her first class of the day.

Parvarti smiled at Ron. "Nothing, just wanted to see what was up."

Ron stared at her suspiciously.

"What, I can't worry about you?" She asked. Her voice was a little venomous and reminded Ron much of a snake or better yet, a dirty Slytherin.

"…No, I don't think so," He said. "Not since you punched me after we broke up."

Parvati glared and moved closer to Ron. "I was angry, who wouldn't be?"

'That's it,' Parvati thought bitterly, 'that little crapper cheats on me with Cho Chang and he's mad at me?'

Not many knew this, but Ron and Parvati had dated for nearly a two months, Ron's longest relationship by far (and not something he likes to think admit) but he had insisted on keeping it secret. Parvati had agreed thinking it was romantic, to meet in the classrooms alone, keeping their passions secret. She had lost her virginity to him. She even thought she could love him. Maybe she already did

She shook her head and thought back to the plan at hand. She glanced at Hannah who was closing the book she was reading.

"Cute, Ron Weasley is all choked up over some girl," She said. She saw Ron stiffen out of the corner of her eye. "Funny, I thought you were incapable of public displays of partnership or heartbreak."

"Shut up, you hag," Ron hissed. "You're obsessed with me."

"You broke my heart because we were getting too close," Parvati cried. "I felt something, and I know you felt it too. We were happy!"

"Shut up."

"No, Ron, I…care about you, still, after everything you've done. My sister, Hannah, hell, every other girl in the school, but I still love you."

"SHUT UP!" Ron got pale and his freckles stood out more. He looked scared and sweaty but Parvati still loved him. He backed against the wall and Parvati stepped closer. She leaned in and kissed him.

He stood still, very still. She ran a hand through his red hair and the other rested on his cheek. She broke it and stared into his eyes but those crystal beauties were focused on something behind her, no someone.

Parvati turned and saw Hannah standing there. Her red hair made her face look pale as well. Her gaze shifted to Parvati and she saw a flash of betrayal before they returned to Ron.

"Oh God," Ron moaned. Hannah turned on her heal and ran away.

Ron went limp between Parvatia and the wall, and she let him go. She watched him slide down to his butt and just sit there gazing off down the hall Hannah ran down. She stared at him for a minute longer before wordlessly walking away.

Class was starting soon.

Hermione sat down in the transfiguration classroom and dumped her books on the floor. She pulled out her wand and fiddled with it as students began to shuffle in. She watched shoes walk about afraid to raise her eyes to their faces. 'Evie could be one of them' she thought idly and sadly.

Her semi-normal mood was crushed at the thought of the skinny girl mad at her. "Uhg, what did I do?" She mumbled and rubbed her face in her hands. She heard the distinctly female giggle, the familiar giggle, Evie's giggle.

Hermione looked up then blushed.

'I'm losing it.'

It wasn't Evie's giggle, it was Lavender's who was laughing at pale and dazed Evie. Evie glanced at her before quickly turning away and sitting by the window. Hermione stared at the girl and wondered briefly how she was coming along with her period; it was obviously her first time. Hermione wished things could have gone differently, maybe she could have given her tips on her period, and maybe Evie wouldn't look so exhausted.

"Hey, pay attention," a voice hissed at Hermione. She turned her head and saw Neville sitting behind her. He gave a look before turning away. Hermione only had time for a brief thought on how Neville grew some balls, before turning back to the lesson.

Harry saw the other boy in the window's reflection staring at him. He could feel it too. He ran a hand through his hair and realized it had grown a bit long. Not too long but just around his chin. He was tempted to go get it cut, but Lavender would probably castrate him if she saw him with even shorter hair.

Harry turned his head to Lavender and saw her glance at Matt a few times. He almost wished that she and he were in each other's places. 'Lavender would have no problems with him, she is a real girl after all,' Harry thought. He turned back to the window and gazed at Matt's reflection as he began to take some intense notes. Harry was almost reminded of the bushy haired girl that Ron was always fighting with and was in their house. She was always taking notes.

'It's probably better this way,' Harry thought sadly, 'maybe this whole mess can just end quietly. It was getting a little too real anyways. 'I just need to do some shallow dating for the journals and that's it, nothing intense….yeah this is better.'

Hermione ran to the boy's bathroom and locked herself up in a stall. This was getting ridiculous. 'Stop thinking about her!' She screamed internally, 'you're not gay, you're not a lesbian…you're not, you're not attracted to Evie!' But truthfully, Hermione wanted nothing more than to hold the skinny girl in her arms.

"Oh no, no, no, no, no" She moaned and crashed her face into her knees. "This can't be happening….I have a boyfriend." She thought idly on Terry. "I'm not even attracted to girls, I never have been…"

"MATT, is that you?" The bathroom stall opened and Hermione groaned as she stared into the smiling face Seamus. ."You're not attracted to girls?"

She had spoken aloud, hadn't she…and the one person she didn't need at the moment had heard her

Hermione sighed and glared at Seamus and vaguely wondered how much he heard, "Go away, I'm having an intense thought conversation."

"You do all your deep thinking on the toilet?" Seamus joked.

"Just go away," Hermione sighed and shoved the other boy out of the way before leaving the bathroom. 'I cannot deal with this,' she thought stressfully. She was about to turn the corner but she heard the familiar voice of Evie around the other side.

The girl was wearing a heavy winter jacket over the school cloak looking a bit constipated and was staring out the window next to Lavender Brown. Hermione's eyes quickly bypassed the other girl and rested on Evie. Hermione didn't know why, because the girl's body was completely covered and she was shoving an ushanka over her hair, but she looked familiar. She looked like Evie, of course, but someone else as well.

Hermione sighed and rubbed her hand through her short curly hair. She leaned against the wall and let her eyes fall away from the dark haired girl and stared straight ahead, "Sorry, Mum, no grandkids…I like Evie…"

Hermione tried to think about the times before Evie, trying to convince herself that she was attracted to men, but all she could come up with was Evie. She never had a crush unless you counted Ron Weasley in first year (Hermione didn't) and even Terry left her short on the short side of satisfied. She felt her eyes water at the revelation.

"How will I tell Ginny?"

Next: Someone is having doubts

Yeah, it was short. I'm kind of thinking of turning the whole ordeal with Parvati/Ron/Hannah into the anime 'School days'. Watch it and laugh (or cry, my friend did)