He lies awake, waiting for her to return, knowing when she does, she'll be heartbroken. It's a vicious cycle, and he can only stare as her life fall apart, again and again. If only he could see the truth behind her lifeless eyes. "He said that I never loved him. It's true," Hermione whispers. "I never loved any of them. Not in the way that I..." "That what?" Harry asks. Hermione gives Harry a soft smile. "Just not in the way I should."