Day One Hundred Seven; 7:28am
"You were acting like a twat. I was angry."
Hermione rolled her eyes.
This was the second time he had made something like an apology. The first was followed by a lot of yelling on her part, with poking and comments on how disgusting and vile he was. He stood there and took it, which shocked her more than the initial comment had.
"You're horrible at apologizing."
He sniffed, passing her the rest of his cheesecake because he didn't eat much of anything anymore. It was starting to worry her, but she was still a little upset with him, and that meant she wasn't going to bother showing she cared.
"I make up for everything I lack with charm, good looks and...physical endowment, wealth, ambiti--"
Hermione snorted. "It's not that big."
He stared. She grinned around her cheesecake.
Day One Hundred Eight; 4:12pm
"Not that big," he muttered.
Hermione groaned, glancing over at him as he sat at the table, tracking her movement across the room. "You're honestly not over that yet?"
"It was a worse comment than the one I made, and it took you a day to get over it. And a broken lamp. I also have a bruise where you savagely poked me thirty times."
"Please."
She took the band from her hair, shaking her fingers through it to get it falling down her back. She slid her socks off and folded back her blanket, brushing it off,
