All I've Got

Chapter Seven: Breakup?

"Please? Please, Harry, for me?"

"No! I don't even care if they know or not--if you want them to find out so badly, you tell them!"

Hermione sighed. "But they're your friends! They should find this out from you!"

"You didn't!" Harry hissed. "And you seem fine with that!"

"I would have preferred hearing it from you instead of Ron," Hermione muttered stubbornly.

"Hermione, I didn't even want you to know! Let alone the whole bloody Wizarding world! And if they don't figure it out, that's all the better for me!"

"Fine!" Hermione shouted, storming out of the room. She slammed the door behind her.

Harry growled and chucked a vase at the door after her, his temper getting the better of him.

"Reparo," he muttered, and the vase took its shape again.

Hermione stormed back into the room, glaring at him. "You know, Mrs. Weasley will be furious if she finds out about that!"

"Accio Vase," Harry called, pointing his wand at the repaired piece of art. "I fixed it, Mione, she won't care!"

The vase flew into his hand, and he tossed it on the bed.

"Why won't you tell them?!" she exclaimed.

"Because I don't care if they know!" Harry grumbled, sitting down on his trunk. "I couldn't care less, really! It isn't my fault they don't read the papers..."

"Just tell them!"

"No," Harry barked.

Hermione growled. "Fine, I'm getting Draco up here! If anyone can convince you to do something, it's him."

"Well, it won't work this time, because I'm not telling them!" Harry shouted after her as she ran out of the room.

She was back several minutes later, with Draco trailing after her.

"Okay, Harry, just tell them," Draco sighed the second he spotted his annoyed boyfriend.

"Would you go back to the Leaky Cauldron for awhile?!" Harry hissed at Draco. "This is between me and Hermione!"

"No, because you're arguing over something that has to do with me!" Draco, who had been stayinga t the Leaky Cauldron since school was out, pointed out haughtily. "And I don't want your friends and family thinking you're living with Jenni alone!"

"Then I won't tell them where I live!" Harry spat, walking into the bathroom and collecting his toiletries.

"Eventually they'll find out about this, and they won't be happy!" Draco growled, glaring at Harry. "You realize that Weasley wouldn't have acted all that bad if you would've told him when we started it?"

"You didn't want to tell anyone, either," Harry snapped, throwing his toiletries into his trunk with the rest of his belongings. "So don't blame this all on me, Malfoy!"

"Malfoy?!" Draco shouted.

"He wasn't blaming it all on you!" Hermione interjected quickly, before Harry had a chance to retort. "He was just saying that it might turn out like that if you don't tell them!"

"Malfoy?!" Draco repeated, louder this time. "I'm back to Malfoy?! After a year and a half, it's Malfoy again?!"

"Yes, because you're being an ass," Harry hissed, pulling his trunk to the door. "Why do you two want to tell them anyway?!"

"Because I don't want you to lose your friends!" Draco sneered angrily.

"Well, you can blame Weasley for that," Harry grumbled.

Draco was becoming very annoyed now. "Harry James Potter, either you tell them about us, or you can forget about moving in together! I'm tired of your bad attitude about this!" he hissed, storming out of the room.

"Well I got the bloody bad attitude from you!" Harry shouted after him, slamming the door shut after Draco.

"Jesus, Harry!" Hermione wailed, rounding on him. "Please tell you did not just break it off with Draco over a stupid little thing like this?!"

"He broke it off with me, for one," Harry retorted, "And if it's such a stupid little thing, then why are you making such a big deal of it?!"

"You are such prick!" Hermione screamed. "Oh, Ron'll be thrilled about this! You know what?! I'm gonna go tell him right now! Maybe he'll actually forgive you after he finds this out!"

"Well that's just too damn bad! I was having fun being his bloody worst enemy!" Harry shouted sarcastically as Hermione stormed out of the room for the second time that hour.

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