(A/N: One of mine. Not the candy, people.
SPOLIERS FOR CONUNDRUM!)
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Her fingernails were so deeply entrenched in her palms, there was a good chance that she'd never seperate them from her skin. She didn't even care.
Hermione glared down at her Steak and Kidney pudding, nearly re-cooking the poor food under her blazing brown glare. Her vision was slowly going red, and she could hear a strange whistling in her ears.
I don't care. I don't care. It's amazing, how much I don't care. I couldn't care less, actually.
"Harry, you must have been terrified, having to fight that awful dragon." She didn't even have to turn around to see the dramatic swoon.
"Er, I mean, I suppose. I was flying though, so-"
"Oh, Harry, you weren't just FLYING. You were amazing. I mean, I knew you were a bang up Quidditch star, but that..."
I don't care. Words can not express how much I do not care. He can do what he likes, and talk to whoever. I don't care.
"And the lake! You were so brave, rescuing that little girl, and Herminniny!"
Hermininny?!
"Oh yes. I'll admit, I was so jealous of them." Cue dumb giggle. "You looked so... I dunno, so magical under there... Sort of ethereal..."
She'd probably been practicing that word all day.
"Well thanks." Titter, titter. She could taste the bile in the back of her throat. She was so DONE.
Slamming her fork down on the table as hard as she could, Hermione reached for her things and stormed out of the great hall. At the Slytherin table behind her, Harry, flanked on either side by a blonde bimbo, didn't even look up to see her go.