A/N: YAY! Before I posted chapter 6 my hits for the story was around 90 and now its over 250! YOU PEOPLE ROOOOOCCCKKK! YEA!

You all are awesome. Even the ones who hate this story rock haha

I was telling AngelofMercy86 (she's going to help me out with some of the chapters) that it's hard writing a story like this when it's based on these characters. Cause for this chapter, Lavender is supposed to be Michelle's character in the movie, and Michelle is the one who posed as a shrink in the movie, so it wouldn't work out! Unless I had her use a spell that would make her look different, but then it wouldn't be as funny when Olie finds out she's not a real shrink! Soooooooooo….Here comes a NEW CHARACTER THAT I ACTUALLY OWWWWWWN! Her name is Amanda Louis, okie? She's a Muggleborn friend of Hermiones' that works for Witch Weekly and Olie has never met her.

OK! On with the story!

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"Now you are really dedicated to this, aren't you?" Hermione asked Oliver as she knocked on their therapist's door.

"Yes, Hermione." Oliver answered. "You know I would do anything to stay with you."

The door opened and a young woman, probably not much older that Hermione, answered the door. She was wearing a white robe and large glasses that resembled professor Trelawney.

"Welcome," she said solemnly.

Hermione smirked and her eyes widened at her friend.

"I am Mandy Loaz." she lied as Hermione and Oliver walked into the small apartment.

"How will you be paying for this session?" Mandy asked.

Hermione looked expectantly at Oliver.

"What--? Oh! Well, how much is it?" Oliver asked.

"Two hundred Galleons." she answered.

"Two hundred--Damn. All this for one session of therapy?" he finished his sentence with a scoff.

"See? Did you hear his tone?" Hermione said loudly. "How can we make this relationship work with a tone like that?"

"I see." Mandy said. "I'm sensing some pent up hostility, anger and…Oliver, when did you realize you were gay?"

"What?" Oliver exclaimed. "I'm not gay! I like women. That's just the way it is!"

"I see." Mandy said. "So, how are things between you sexually?"

"Oh we haven't even had sex." Hermione said. "He has a little itsy bitsy problem." she held her finger up and then pointed it down to exaggerate her point.

"Oh?"

"Yeah? Well the only time we've even thought abouthaving sex, you had to go and--"

"Go and what?" Hermione sobbed as she put Kleenexes under her arms. "I sweat when I get n-n-nervous!"

"She went and named my, my--" he couldn't say it.

"Your penis?" Mandy said.

"Yes!"

"Come here," Mandy held her hand out and Oliver reached over to take it.

"I see this happen many, many times. It's ok." Mandy said.

Hermione glared at their intertwined hands.

"Oh, would you to like to be left alone? How about you two go and get a room!" Hermione huffily said.

Oliver pulled his hand back so fast you would thing Mandy's was on fire.

"You're a pathological flirt!" Hermione sobbed. "See it? He's a pathological flirt!"

"Two minutes ago I was gay and now I'm a pathological flirt?" Oliver shouted. "Hell, I don't need to flirt with other women! You got enough personalities to keep me occupied!"

"Did you hear that? Hear the way he treats me?" Hermione wiped her tears. "When he found out I was talking to his mother…. He freaked out!"

"Do you have problems with commitment, Oliver?" Mandy asked.

"No, I don't! She went behind my back and talked to my mother!" Hermione sobbed harder. "Heck, you want to talk to my mom? Go ahead! You want to talk to my whole family? That's fine! We can go to Scotland this weekend and stay at their place!"

"I think that is a wonderful idea!" Mandy said.

"You…. Do?" Hermione glared at her friend.

"Yes, I do."

"Then let's go pack!" Oliver said, standing up trying to get out of that cramped apartment as soon as possible.

Hermione followed him out the door and looked back at her friend shortly. 'What the heck?' she mouthed at Mandy.

Mandy smirked. She could see the chemistry between the two and Hermione shouldn't let her job get in the way of life-long happiness.

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