Out of my League

Chapter Twenty Six

It's the last week of school, but I don't want to go home. I don't even get to see my parents. At Hogwarts I at least get to see people like Harry and Hermione and Seamus and Dean. Speaking of Harry, we still haven't talked.

Harry had said he was meeting up with Hermione and Ron quickly after we kissed but I think he just didn't want it to be awkward. After all, I think he still fancies Cho. I really fear that I took advantage of him, I know he was the one who made the first move but he's also sort of all over the place right now. I'm just worried he doesn't actually like me like that and he just wanted to get everything else off his mind, and that's one way to do it.

He also said that he knows about my eating problem, I don't know how I'm going to handle that because I was sort of stupid and didn't deny it so there's no point in trying to convince him it's not real. Because it is, very real. It took me a few weeks to realize but, I look different than I did at the beginning of the year. I've developed dark circles that don't go away no matter what I do and I bruise easily and I'm a lot more frail. I kind of hate how I look, but forcing myself to eat is even worse so I just have to deal with it.

Besides all of the bad things that have happened, I had my first kiss. Even if Harry and I never get past the friends phase he'll always be my first kiss. That's sort of special to me I guess. I bet I wasn't his first kiss though, but that's ok.

I want to talk to him one last time before the summer at least. I just want some closer. But Oliver is being annoying and making me help him clean the locker rooms and quidditch equipment today. So it's looking a bit unrealistic that I'll get to say goodbye to everyone.

I head down to the pitch in some athletic shorts and a big T-shirt because it's only Oliver and I don't want to get any of my good clothes dirty.

I'm unpleasantly surprised when I see a few of the other kids who play quidditch here too. Each team captain plus some kiss up volunteers I'm assuming based of off who I see. I can spot Malfoy's hair from a mile away and I see Adrian Pucey. The only person that's helping Oliver carry some buckets full of soapy water is Harry.

Oh you've got to be kidding me.

I bet the only reason why I have to be here is because nobody else on the Gryffindor team offered to help. Or maybe because one of the team captains was Cedric and now they're missing a person.

I make my way towards Oliver to ask him what I'm supposed to do when I notice Draco and Adrian snickering at me, I try my best to ignore them but they start to tease me.

"What's she doing here? It's not like she could actually help, look at her." Draco calls out, I don't know what he means really but I chose to act like he's not there.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Oliver snaps back.

I don't want to cause a scene so I try to tell him to stop but he doesn't really listen.

"She looks like a ghost. How much do you think she could lift, three pounds? Maybe less considering she throws all of her nutrients in the rubbish when she thinks nobody's looking." He turns towards me and grins "You thought nobody's noticed but trust me, you're the talk of the school. Or at least the Slytherin table."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I stutter out, I can't have Oliver thinking that I don't eat. I'll never hear the end of it, and I'll never be allowed to take care of myself again.

"Don't play stupid." He begins.

"Enough Malfoy." Oliver cuts him off "I could go tell Professor Snape about all of the bullying you've done this year right now, and watch as your chance at being a prefect gets ripped away." He finishes. That was enough to finally shut the nuisance of a person up.

Oliver has me wipe down the benches in the girls locker room since I'm the only girl that showed up. I thought I might finally get a moment to just be alone but the door swings open at once while I'm in the middle of cleaning the first bench.

"I thought it wasn't fair that you had to clean the whole locker room by yourself, and there's too many people in the boys room." Harry says coming up next to me and spraying the bench with water.

"I've already finished that area." I say bluntly.

"Well it can't hurt." He sounds so positive, he even has a smile and everything.

"Why are you so happy?" I question.

He laughs a little to himself "I'm not, Hermione told me that if I act like I'm happy I could trick my brain into thinking I really am. It's not really working." He admits.

"It's ok, I'm not happy either. We can be sad together." I say sarcastically. "Could I tell you a secret, you have to promise you won't tell anyone ever." I look him in the eye for the last part so he knows I'm serious.

He sticks his pinky out, this time I don't try and deny it, I just tangle my finger around his and shake it. "I know exactly what Malfoy was talking about. I agree with him actually, I look disgusting, nobody would find this attractive. I just would rather not eat that badly that I just deal with it." I admit.

"Well I think you still look brilliant." He smiles "But that doesn't mean that you should continue to not eat." He takes a more serious tone.

"It's not that easy Harry." I mutter

"What's that?" He asks completely ignoring what I just said. He points just above my knee,
I had walked into the table in the library and now I have a huge blue and black mark.

"It's a side effect of not eating" I scoff.

He sighs and takes the rag out of my hand. "Sit down." He demands.

I go to take the rag back but he holds it above my head.

"You clearly haven't had enough to eat and I your fave looks a shade of green so I'll finish the rest for you." He insists.

"That's rude." I say crossing my arms while plopping myself down on the bench. "You juat I looked pretty."

He stops what he's doing just to look up at me then back at what he is doing "I always think you look pretty, but I'd rather you not faint due to being underfed, it's exceptionally hot outside today and you knew what you were going to be working hard so why didn't you at least have some cereal or something?" He asks.

"It's not a choice, I physically cannot force myself to eat sometimes." I explain.

"Oh." He mumbles "I didn't understand that before." He admits.

"Well now you do."

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I got logged out of my tik tok account and it's really frustrating honestly because I worked hard on the edits I made and one of them got like 4k views but it's whatever.

I made a new one it's @iwishiwasthesnitch_ I will continue to post the teasers on there now and I might post more frequently than just the teasers and edits because I want to :)

I'm really hoping that people follow this one because it'll be really frustrating if I just lose all of the followers and stuff lol.