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The Middle of Understanding
Chapter 14
Revealing the Truth
I woke feeling linen sheets beneath my body. This doesn't feel like my bed. Opening my eyes, I saw a grand white ceiling. Wait…I'm back at Hogwarts. Looking around I saw everyone sitting near the bed, waiting patiently. I wasn't dreaming. Turning my head, I faced those same green eyes.
"Your awake." An older Harry said calmly. I nodded and sat up against the wall, gaining everyone's attention.
"What happened?" I glanced everywhere but Harry's face.
"You fainted dear." Mrs. Weasley smiled beside the bed.
"For only a few minutes," Ginny added quickly.
"I told you to be prepared." Ron teased standing next to Harry.
"Ron!" Various voices yelled out. He flinched and shyly looked down.
"Ms. Granger I believe you must have many questions to ask. Would you like to wait until tomorrow to do so?" Professor Dumbledore gently asked. Fix my curiosity or the throbbing headache? I glanced towards the older version of Harry. I think I need some definite answers first.
"How about the simple ones for now?" I meekly said.
"Are you sure Hermione? I mean you just fainted and everything. What you have seen probably hasn't arranged fully in your mind." Ginny blurted out abruptly.
"I would like my answers now." I said with more force.
"Well ask away Hermione." Remus smiled with Professor Figgs standing behind him.
"Why is Harry so much older?" I looked around the room.
"We gave him an aging potion. But then he was hurt, and if he was to change back right now, the injury would worsen for him." Sirius replied suddenly while looking very tired.
"Where are you hurt?" I became more worried.
"He broke three ribs, internal bleeding in his stomach, and strained his back." Ginny placed her hand over mine, hoping to lessen my concern for Harry. I gave a small smile at the gesture.
"Why did you leave Harry?" I finally locked eyes with him.
"I believe we can answer that another day." The headmaster interrupted Harry's response.
"Why need a aging potion?" I glanced back to Sirius.
"Because we didn't want him to be recognized," Bill answered for Sirius.
"What were you doing then?" I replied back.
"Again that will be answered another day." Professor Dumbledore said calmly, fully aware of my raising temper.
"Am I ever going to get an answer from you Harry?" My teeth clenched while my face was turning slightly pink from anger. Everyone uncomfortably backed away from us, while tension spilled out between Harry and I.
Clearing his throat Remus dared to speak. "Well I think I have answered your main questions for now. Bella do you still want to show me that thing in your room?"
"What?" She looked puzzled at him. "Oh…yes that thing. Yes it's in my room. I should show you it right now." She directed her eyes at me. "Well Hermione I hope you feel better." Like scared children they quickly left the room.
"Ah…I think Lee should be back in the Common Room by now. Come on Fred lets go meet him."
"Great!" Fred shouted out. "Catch you guys later." Then the twins ran off as well not being use to dramatic serious moments.
"I need to go to the library for a…Charms! I'll talk to you later." Ginny scuttled out the door with her red hair fly behind her by the speed.
"Charlie lets all go to your room for tea." Mrs. Weasley called out loud. Then everyone left quickly nodding to the comment. Is it just me or is everyone purposely leaving?
"Great idea Molly. Sirius do you want to join us?" Mr. Weasly asked briskly.
"I'm fine here actually." Sirius sat back on to his chair.
"No you want to have some tea. Trust me, you need it." Bill took Sirius by his unwounded arm.
"Why should…" his eyes caught the expression from Bill. "Oh! I mean yes, I would love to join you."
"Well Hermione, Harry, and Ron we will see you tomorrow then." The headmaster then left with the adults in a swift motion for the door. Well that was obvious!
Harry had moved towards the window again while I still sat in the bed. Ron stood quietly besides me, but then whispered into my ear. "Mione do you want me to stay?"
"I think Harry and I need to talk." My eyes only stayed focused on Harry's profile.
"Okay." He looked towards Harry. "I'll be back Harry. I have to go do something. I'll swing by later." Ron then patted my shoulder and left us alone in the large vacant room. Well Granger you're finally alone with him. I slowly got off the bed, and stepped closer towards his body. He's still Harry. He just looks older. But he looks old enough to be your father. Why did I have to think about that?
"I'll be normal by Monday." He broke my train of thought.
"I would assume so, since you're so calm about this." I neutrally replied standing besides him. "Are you feeling better." I asked with more emotion.
"Much better now," he smiled softly towards me. I sighed at how easily he could be charming again. Oh Harry what I am going to do with you?
"Do you want to play 20 questions or will you tell me what really is happening?"
"I can't tell you yet." I stared shocked at what he said. "I mean not until tomorrow. I can answer things tomorrow."
"Well then, if you have nothing to say now, I'll be leaving." I sharply replied and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" He forcefully tugged me towards him. "Please don't be mad?"
"That's a laugh. You want me to stay, but you're not willing to tell me anything." I glared at him.
"You usually don't need to know all the answers to understand me." He directed his eyes away from mine.
"As your friend, I would try my best to understand whatever situation you are in." I paused with Blaise's words screaming in my head. "As your girlfriend, I would like to know the reasons why you do things to yourself without telling me." I ended up yelling.
"You're my girlfriend?" Harry let go of my hand sounding very young. I knew he didn't like me. I knew it!
"Fine! I'm not your girlfriend. Just some random girl you make out with." He was still silent. "Harry Potter you can be the most thick-headed unaware teenage boy to walk this earth! You really think I could understand what was going through your head when the only thing going through mine is wondering if you were safe. How am I supposed to act like myself with unsettling letters and dark magic lurking about? Harry you are so important to me that I wasn't even questioning anything. I actually didn't care for answers. All I knew was that I wanted to see you safe and by my side."
"You want to be my girlfriend." Harry finally spoke.
"Harry have you listened to a word I have said." And then something clicked and I finally let go his appearance. You're still my Harry.
"You want to be my girlfriend?" He said again. Yet this time, it sounded like pure awe at the statement. His eyes stared straight in to mine. I saw an emotion he had never shown me before. He was insecurity about himself.
"Of course I would want to be your girlfriend. Do you think I would snog any random guy? Harry I care so much about you, that it's scary. Don't you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"I do. You think I don't want to be able to hold your hand in public, to be able to keep other guys at a very far distance. But I don't want to be selfish. You deserve better. You deserve safety."
"You are safe." I placed my hand over his.
"Look at me Hermione and seriously say that." I directed my eyes intently in to his. I saw all his past pain, his present suffering, and his future doubt. This boy grew up, not knowing what security meant. He lived each day as it was. Safety for him meant someone always dependable. He thought he couldn't provide that for me. May be he really couldn't but I was not about to let him go just because he wasn't safe.
"I look at you and see someone who cares for me. I know you'll never intentionally hurt me. I know you understand me. I know your safe because in your heart I will never change."
He moved my hand to his lips. "I don't deserve you."
"You deserve anything this world can offer you."
"So before we go in, I hope you will try and understand everything until we can talk about it afterwards." Harry stood firmly still in his older version.
"That bad." I grinned.
"As friends, yes. As my girlfriend, extremely."
"Well you're lucky we're going in as friend." His body relaxed. "But as your girlfriend, I'll deal with you later." Then we entered into one of the Headmaster's rooms in Hogwarts, and I was completely unaware of what was about to happen. Once inside, I saw most of the Weasleys spread out within the room in various conversations. The only three I did not see were Mrs. Weasley, Ron and Percy. I wonder why not?
On the left side in long leather black couch sat the twins, with Angelina, Roger, Lee, and Alicia. Across from them was Ginny who sat patiently with Neville and Susan. Next to them was a round wooden table were Bill, Sirius, Remus, Arthur, and Professor Figgs who sat intensely discussing something. In front of the fireplace stood Terry, Cho, and Sally Ann. I awkwardly followed Harry and sat near what seem to be Professor Dumbledore's desk. Suddenly the door behind the dark wooden desk opened to reveal Professor Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall, and Ron.
"Good afternoon everyone." Professor Dumdlebore greeted with his usual cheerful expression. "Ms. Granger I am glad to see you feeling better."
"Thank you for the concern sir." I smiled meekly. What is going on?
"Well how about we start then, then answer your questions. Unless you would like to ask questions first?" He sat behind the desk, in a large red chair.
"I think I will listen first."
"Excellent! Harry you may begin." He gestured towards Harry. Harry then gave me a quick apologetic look that no one else seemed to notice. I gave a brief smile. I'll try not to burst Harry.
"Neville did you hear or see anything out of the ordinary at St.Mungos?" Why would Neville be at St. Mungos?
"No Harry, I just heard the usual rambling and screams. But I did see Mr. Crabbe there the day after the attack."
"Did you see why?"
"I tried to follow him but I ran into Blaise."
"Okay. Ann have you heard anything?" I noticed Sally Ann glance away from George.
"No, Uncle Fudge was pretty tense this week and kept owling Mr. Baddock. But they work together so it was the usual Ministry paperwork." I didn't know she was related to him.
"Good work, just keep us posted about his activities. Roger what did you found out in Spain?" I thought he was going to visit his Aunt.
"Well the Security guard killed was actually the Lupes personal guard for years. He supposedly was the best in Spain. Many of the muggles are rioting because they feel the officials are hiding things about the attacks."
"They can not hide anything when most of the muggles were casted a memory charm of that night." Mr. Weasley huffed from the Ministry's ignorance about muggles.
"Also Mr. Gustoven returned to his country cottage in Germany."
"When did he leave Mr. Davis?" Professor Snape interrupted looking extremely vexed.
"Two days after the incident. He looked terribly distraught when he was having tea with my Aunt."
"Ah…Fred, George have you found anything unusual in Hogwarts?" Harry continued with the meeting. So that's why no one catches them wondering around the school.
"Nothing dangerous or out lavish."
"But we did find an empty bed in an abandon room in the South Tower."
"All right, keep lurking about. But from now on, please lessen the pranks."
"We didn't do anything." Fred received a punch from Angelina.
"We swear!" George tried hiding a very obvious smirk.
"Sure you two. Hermione anymore clues on the other parts of the translation or poem?" Oh he's talking to me now. Stop talking to yourself Granger and speak.
"I…translated the other proportion and realized it was a list of ingredients. I believe it has to do with the potion mentioned in the poem."
"Do you have the list with you Ms. Granger?" Professor Snape asked quickly. I shook my head. "Bring the list later on this evening to my classroom."
"Ron do you see any patterns with the attacks in Spain?"
"Not a thing Harry. But we need to know why Mr. Gustoven left his home so quickly when his wife has been kidnapped. Also how the muggles are handling with the kidnappings." Why would Harry ask Ron about patterns?
"Does anyone have anything else they would like to mention?" Harry stared to the whole group. I had the urge to open my mouth, but Ron sent me a quiet plea to stay silent. "Okay. The operation in Spain had a missing link. We were able to only catch the original number said attacking Barcelona. Either they knew of our counter attack or our information is unreliable?"
"Our source is not the problem. They could not have known of our offense. There is the possibility that they sent more reinforcements because the city is highly guarded by muggles and wizards." Professor Snape coolly responded.
"How do you know the source isn't lying? How much can we trust them, if they're only going through you?" Sirius angrily spat out.
"Black, I believe my source has saved you plenty of times."
"I agree with Severus. It was a big operation to be only carried out by six people. They probably assumed that more help would grantee success." Bill interrupted in hopes of calming Sirius down. Sighing in defeat from his companions next to him, Sirius relied on only glaring at Professor Snape. Harry and Ron then walked over to where Cho was diligently taking notes of the whole affair. My jaw tightened at the proximity that Harry was next to Cho. Don't be jealous! Don't be jealous! Why are you thinking about that? You're in a meeting trying to save the world.
"Neville was there anything weird about Crabbe?" Ron asked after a few minutes of thinking. It's very fascinating to see him use his brain so quickly for something other then chess or quidditch. I knew there was hope for him.
"I think he was limping." Neville wrinkled his face, in trying to remember. Ginny patted his hand trying to soothe his rigid posture.
"He could have been in Spain then. I bit one of Death Eaters before I was pushed aside." Sirius recalled instantly.
"Did you see why Blaise was there?" Harry asked. Oh, they better not assume she is working with dark magic.
"Blaise isn't a problem." I interrupted Neville's response.
"How do you know?" Ron asked while all eyes turned towards me.
"Her father is one of the head directors at St. Mungos. Also the empty bed is her's."
"How do you know all this?" Harry stood up from his bent position.
"You aren't the only one with secrets." Then all the anger that had been pent up from this unraveling had emerged. "Besides me knowing that fact seems simple to what everyone else here has been keeping." Most of the students flinched at my icy tone.
"Mione, just calm down." I ignored Ron.
"Actually I don't need to know anymore. I have an idea what is going on. You are all part of some resistance set against the Dark Lord. This has been happening since the start of school I'm assuming. Or maybe even the summer, by the way Ginny is flushing. Also each one of you probably has a specific area you are training in or specially positioned as." I started pacing the room.
"How did you know?" Terry asked. Well I am a top student with reason!
"Simple deduction. Ginny suddenly training a year earlier with medicine when she still has plenty of time in the next two years. Neville is always working on extra projects with Professor Sprout, the Twins being able to crawl about without any restrictions of where they go. Roger always setting my schedule away from Terry, Cho, and Neville."
"I knew you were smart." Remus added to my knowledge of the situation.
"So what is my part in this? I am assuming I have one already to be apart of this meeting."
"You are the unofficial researcher." Ginny quietly spoke out loud.
"Harry when were you going to make it official? Unless you thought I couldn't handle it." I saw Harry's jaw muscles tighten.
"Hermione I have my reasons." He replied in a commanding manner.
"You always have reasons for everything. And Ron, when were you planning on telling me? When things got to rough, or when I find you hurt like last time?" I bellowed towards him.
"Mione I couldn't tell you. This is too big of a secret." His voice carried a very worn out tone.
"Even for me Ron?" I stopped pacing to stare at his face.
"Hermione, I thought you said you could handle this. We didn't want to hurt you." Harry moved closer towards me.
"To late for that Harry." I coldly answered.
"You said you would try and understand." He replied in a sullen voice.
"I lied. But you know how to do that better then me." I hollered directly at him.
"Maybe we should…" Roger tried to interrupt.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Harry harshly spoke.
"You know exactly what I mean. Has everything been a lie Harry? Do you really mean what you say?" I clenched my hand in a fist by my side.
"I never lied to you. I just kept the truth." He ran his hand through his hair.
"Which bothers the hell out of me as well!" I screamed.
"I only did it with this!" Harry regained his voice with a forcefully persistence.
"How about we…" Mr. Weasley called out.
"You do it with everything! You never just say what is important for me to know." I jabbed my finger to his chest. When was he so close to me?
"I don't see you barking at Ron or Roger?" Harry equally yelled in anger.
"They didn't make false promises!" I shouted back hurt from his tone.
"Are you doubting me?" His voice powerfully carried throughout the room.
"No I'm doubting us." I whispered out dejected at him. All noise ceased after my statement and wondering minds tumbled quickly. The Weasleys seemed unsurprised but still shock by my blunt comment. Many of the adults looked worried at both our exhausted expressions. And everyone else was just in pure awe by our outburst in public. But somewhere deep down, everyone knew what was really exchanged in our argument.
"I think we should continue this another day." The headmaster cleared his throat.
"Harry, why don't you explain everything to Hermione." Professor McGonagall directed towards Harry. I blinked away my tears and turned from Harry.
"No, I think I should leave now. Go ahead and finish your meeting."
"You are apart of this as well." Harry replied. "We need to talk." He gently held my hand.
"I'm tired of talking. That's all we every do Harry." I ripped my hand away and swiftly walked out the door. Leaving the room, my shoulder's slumped feeling a weight of doubting pain.
"Well that is certainly unexpected. To think that a dozen or more people in this school is fighting against that overgrown snake." Blaise muttered out.
"Deep down I knew it was something to do with him. But I thought they would tell me like they always do." I leaned against a stonewall between two tall bookcases.
"Maybe you shouldn't have told me this. I mean I have nothing to do with it." Blaise readjusted her kneeling position to sit down besides me.
"B I tell you everything. Besides they know about your room. They twins found it during break."
"I hoped no one would find it. I knew I should have placed a vanishing charm." Her usual smirk down casted into an annoyed expression.
"I'll try and find you another room. I'm sure there are plenty left in this school." I patted her shoulder.
"Thanks, What are you going to do now? No matter how angry you are, you still know you'll go back to them. You always do." She looked towards my sulky position.
"Can't a girl be mad at times." I twirled with a strand of my bushy hair.
"Yes but this is serious. No time for silly unless disputes."
"When has it ever been not serious?" I sighed feeling extremely exhausted.
"Oh, the joys of being Harry Potter's friend." She said sarcastically. "Wait I mean girlfriend."
"Go shove yourself in a broom closet." I clenched my teeth together.
"No I'll leave that for you. I'm sure you can handle it better." Her voice carried a distant memory but she quickly pushed it aside. "Anyway how are you two doing?"
"Haven't talk to him since yesterday. He's been in the infirmary." I bowed my head.
"Is he normal yet?" When has be been normal?
"Not until tomorrow. Besides I need some time to think about this other part of them."
"Understandable. Have you talked to Roger yet?" She started to twirl with her quill.
"No and don't look at me like that." I fidgeted with my hands.
"Are you planning too?" She raised her eyebrows questioning me.
"I will. I just need to find him first." I gulped anxiously.
"Don't need to." She calmly spoke.
"Why?"
"Because he just walked in." I looked to see the library door closed with Roger standing in front of it. "Well I have to go. I will see you in potions tomorrow." Blaise gather her belongs ready to leave.
"Not going to give me a pep talk." I asked in a saucy manner.
"Talk to him or I'll tell everyone that you once thought Professor Snape could be attractive." Then with pure determination she walked away with every ounce of doing so, if I didn't carry out my mission. Ah, the joys of tough love.
"Hello Roger," I nervously said behind him.
"Hello Hermione. I have been trying to find you all day." His normal smile seemed less cheerful then usual.
"Well you found me. Is there something you needed?" I started biting on my lower lip.
"Do you have time to talk?" He glanced towards me.
"Yes," then I followed him to an empty table in the back corner of the room. "So what did you want to talk about?" I blurted out rapidly.
"I'm sorry about yesterday and never telling you before." He quietly answered while holding my hands.
"Its all right Roger. I know you probably were sworn to secrecy. Besides you don't need to explain anything to me." I gently moved my hands away.
"I thought I did." He leaned back in to his chair, with a very disappointed expression.
"I thought so too in the beginning but…"
"No I understand." He interrupted. "It was pretty obvious yesterday."
"I'm sorry Roger." I glanced away from his sad features.
"No need. You gave me a fair chance. I just lost." His voice slowly became softer. "But I'm glad I lost to Harry. If it was anyone else, I don't think my pride could have handle it."
"Harry is like any other person." I eagerly responded.
"Only to you. To the whole world, he is the boy-who-lived." His head tiled to the side.
"We are all heroes in our own right." I tried to comfort him.
"True, but people like Harry take the weight of it all." He then stood up to leave. "Is it okay if we still hang out and talk?" Roger asked nervously.
"I would be happy too." I placed a small kiss on his cheek.
He turned to walk away. "Hermione if it's any help for his cause, don't be mad at Harry. I mean he was only trying to protect the person he loves." He started to leave the table.
"You think he loves me?" He paused with his back facing me.
"Anyone would be crazy not to love you." Then I let the perfect guy walk away from my life. He had it all, the looks, the talent, and even a great future with whomever he wanted to share it with; but he never had my heart.
The next morning, I woke to hear a gentle tapping on my window. Opening the curtains, I saw Hedwig patiently waiting for my acknowledgment. Quietly I let her in from the cold, and took the message from her freezing claws.
Nene,
Please meet me before breakfast in the Astronomy Tower. I'll be waiting.
Harry
I arrived in the Tower to see Harry staring out the large glass window. He had returned to his normal age with his Gryffindor uniform on. His black robe was set aside laid next to his school bag. Setting my own bag down, I readjusted my uniform and tidy my appearance. Clearing my throat, Harry was startled by my sudden presence.
"You came," his lips spread into a goofy pleased grin. Oh it was so good to see his own face again.
"Was there a doubt?" I noticed his eyes flash with uneasiness.
"Yes, especially after Saturday. I am sorry Nene. I should have told you. I don't like lying to you. I couldn't stand hiding things from you either." He leaned against the wall in defeat.
"Then why did you?" I inched closer towards him.
"I wanted to keep you safe." He paused to reach out for my hand. "If I can not be reliable. If I can not be dependable, I want to know I could keep you safe."
"Harry telling me the truth can be safe." I raised my hand to caress his smooth skin. This feels nice.
"If I told you, you would have joined imminently. You would have gone through all those painstaking hours of training, and the irritation of waiting to fight against them. And the horror of knowing that your life was only to keep the evil away." His voice carried a surreal realization of what his life was meant to do.
"I wouldn't care as long as I was by your side." I stared up in to his passive green eyes.
"But don't you see, this isn't your destiny. You have a whole world ahead of you. You could do anything you want. I don't want to hold you to my fate." He turned away from the intensity of our emotions. Harry I couldn't live any other way without you in it.
I placed my head on his chest and sighed reluctantly. "Harry it was my fate to meet you. And my destiny to decide what I want to do with it." I titled my head towards him. "I rather die of uncertainty, then die from not knowing the truth."
Harry's hand moved to lift my chin. "Why me?" His voice was blearily a whisper.
"Because there only is you," and our lips met to seal the fate that was preset before we even knew of each other's existence.
"Come on sugar lips, I am starving!" Harry gather our things, and dragged me towards the Great Hall. Being overly flushed, I let him guide me without protest. I tried to remain calm, but I couldn't help but show an ecstatic smile of his true affections for me.
We entered into the Great Hall hand in hand. Before I could let go he held on tighter with a sly smirk across his face. All attention fell on us, or our hands to be more precise. Finally we reached Ron, who had saved us a seat at the Gryffindor table. Yet unlike our usual sitting arrangements, he placed our settings a distance away from the main group of students.
Ron had his Gryffindor uniform as well, but his tie was loose and extremely crooked. His straight-combed hair was brushed to the side and he had a wide grin on his face. "It's been a long time since it's just been us." He poured pumpkin juice for the both of us.
"To long," Harry smile in a goofy manner. Through all this, all I did was listen to the commotion around us. After our arrival and settling opposite of Ron, whispers ran through the room. I saw some girls glare while others were in shock. Most of the boys were surprised as well, but smiled like it was going to happen anyway. Yet I still wonder what they were saying?
"So got a quick snog before breakfast?" Ron asked while grabbing more eggs. I started choking with my pumpkin juice and Harry gentle tapped my back.
Slowly I regained my voice. "Ronald Weasley I believe that was very inappropriate." I said in my best Professor McGonagall impression.
"But not far from the truth." Harry added with a smug smile and wink. They started laughing while I blushed from head to toe.
"Well I think it is time for the official Weasley talk." Ron stood while Harry and I was very confused. "Mione do you really like Harry?" He directed his eyes towards me.
I blushed even more and glanced towards Harry. "Yes." I spoke in a tender tone.
"Well if you ever hurt him, I will be force never to speak to you again." He spoke with an uncharacteristically serious manner. Ron then turned to look at Harry. "Do you really like Mione?"
Harry gulped but stood as well to face Ron. They stared deeply into each other's eyes when Harry said, "like doesn't describe it." Harry's face was very calm and serious at his statement. But in my head, I was screaming like crazy. He likes me! He likes me!
"Harry if you ever break her heart, I will severally hurt you. And you know I am capable of it now." Ron was equally as serious at his comment.
"If I ever do, I will let you beat me." Then Ron broke into a proud smile and the normal twinkling mischief in his eyes.
"Good to know. Well since that's over, lets eat!" He sat down like nothing had just happened. I can't believe we just got that from Ron.
Unaware I felt Harry's breath on my ear. "Ron and the other Weasleys recently just gave that speech to Angelina. When do you think we will get it from the others?"
"Probably when it's official about us, in the whole school." I murmured back nibbling on my toast. Quickly something sparked in his eyes and he stood with a wicked smile.
"Sonorus!" He pointed his wand to his throat. "May I have everyone's attention." He stood on top of the bench so everyone could see him.
"Harry what are you doing?" I tugged on his white button-up shirt.
"You'll see." He gazed forward. "For all you wondering why I was holding Hermione's hand, I will tell you." Everyone soon fell silent from curiosity and even the Professors leaned in for an answer. "She's my girlfriend. We are officially dating. So if anyone has a problem with that, then you'll just have to deal with me about it." All eyes darted towards me and I blushed with incredible speed. I didn't know if I should have felt humiliated or extremely happy at that moment. I chose the ladder and felt flustered with an enamor smile shining on my face. He's my boyfriend.