Hermione Granger

You and Hermione have been dating for a relatively short time (3 months), and you're still getting to know each other. You have a very nice relationship; she's somewhat serious, intelligent, affectionate, kind, and very beautiful. You're the typical popular guy: handsome, funny, a little arrogant, but not annoyingly so, and to everyone's surprise, you get good grades.

Anyway, you used to go to Hermione's room to hug her, kiss her, talk to her, or just tease and play with her to pass the time, and obviously she loved it.

Today you went quietly, as usual, to see her in her room and you started talking, until the conversation reached this point:

Hermione: "Honestly, I don't know how you ended up with someone like me."

He said in a self-deprecating tone, to which you asked:

You: "What do you mean?"

Hermione: "Well, look at me, I have a lot of flaws, and I'm not super popular either."

She said casually, and her answer surprised you because for you she was the most beautiful girl of all, whether popular or not you loved her.

You: "So, according to you, what 'flaws' do you have?" You asked a genuine question.

Hermione: "I don't know. I have stretch marks."

You were surprised again by her answer before letting out a laugh of disbelief; you found what she considered "flaws" utterly pathetic.

You: "How awful."

Hermione: "Don't make fun of me."

You smile a little playfully.

You: "So, where do you have it?" She points to her legs and you begin to gently trace the marks with your fingertips.

You: "And what else?"

Hermione: "I have cellulite."

You: "My worst nightmare come true. Don't tell me you have earwax too." You said sarcastically.

Hermione: "Shut up, this is a serious conversation."