Skinny Love: A Romione Love Story [CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REVISION]

Chapter Nine

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CHRISTMAS was in a two weeks which means we would be boarding the train in a couple of days. Much like Hermione, my trunk has been backed for the week. I was super eager to be heading home and, as much as I love Hogwarts, I was looking forward for the break. To get away, mainly from Dean. Usually my time here was filled with adventures and thrilling events. Now it's filled with jealousy and annual fights with my boyfriend. Our fights mostly consisted of Harry and how he was taking me away from him. Always assuming that Harry is in love with me.

That most likely wasn't true, which I constantly told him. He never believed, though, so there really wasn't any use in telling him.

This last fight did me in. I just can't handle the constant fighting. No matter where, on a date or in the common room, we are always fighting. There's no point in a relationship if there isn't any trust. And Dean clearly doesn't trust me anymore, which is why I have to end our relationship.

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One night Harry, Ron, Hermione and I were all huddled in the common room. Despite the fact that it was pretty late, around eleven thirty, all of us were not tired in the slightest, so we decided to stay up a bit. Harry continued to read that Half-Blood Prince book, much to Hermione's annoyance, and I was reading a muggle book Hermione insisted I read.

Since we are on the topic of my bushy-haired friend, Hermione is talking to Ron again. I have know idea what happened at the hospital wing last week but they must have made up. I'm happy for them. It's best when they like each other rather than the opposite. Although I don't think Hermione ever truly hated Ron, just her heart was a bit broken, which I can understand completely. I felt the exact same way when Harry dated Cho. It killed me to see him dating her. They seemed so happy together. Then she dumped him the moment term was over. It was because she still wasn't over Cedric's death. I hated Cho for that. I don't understand why she would date Harry when she knew she was not over Cedric? It makes no sense. Just thinking about it, about her, makes me angry all over again.

I shake away the thoughts, refocusing my mind back on the book.

"Hey," I look up to see Harry standing in front of me. His emerald eyes crinkle as his face lights up in a smile. "Mind if I sit?" He gestures at the empty spot on the love seat.

In lieu of a verbal response, I pat the seat, inviting him to sit. Focusing back on the book, I flip over to the next page. I have to say this book is quite intriguing. I'm not much of a lover for books but this has surprisingly got me interest. The main character is-

"What are you reading?" Harry interrupts my train of thought. My eyes flash up in glare and he laughs. When I raise my brows in confusion he explains. "When you glared at me for interrupting your reading, it reminded me of Hermione." He smiles.

I let out a small cackle. "Oh. To answer your question, by the way, I'm reading this muggle book called Pride and Prejudice. It's one of Hermione's favorites."

Harry nods, raising his brows.  I try not to focus on his eyes. I always seem to get lost in them when I do. I feel Harry scoot closer and I just know he's reading over me. He always did that. Every time I picked up a book to read, which was rarely, he would always lean over, reading along with me. Much like always, those familiar butterflies would appear in my stomach. Just like they are now.

"AHHHHHH!" I hear a scream. Harry and I look over the back of the couch just in time to see Ron pin Hermione to the floor and tickle her immensely. "Ronald," -laugh- "get," -laugh- "off of...me!"