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Hermione rubbed her eyes tiredly and her forehead creased in… what was it? It wasn't shock. She'd read the stories. The Daily Prophet had slapped Ron's face on every edition.

It wasn't confusion. She looked up at the disheveled redhead before her. He was beautiful. A tear slipped past her eyelid and dripped onto her pants. God knows it wasn't confusing. Of course others wanted him. But she didn't know he wanted them.

"Mione." She shook her head. Her loose brown waves fell in front of her face as she did so. She wouldn't let him see her cry. She wouldn't let it happen. She wouldn't let it happen, but it happened anyways.

The warm tears stained her cheeks as they flowed. "Mione." Ron put his hands on her shoulders. She could feel the calloused, strong hands that she loved. She had loved this boy, this man for so long. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Ron." Her voice cracked. She wasn't angry. Disappointed, sad, and lonely, but not angry. Ron tentatively sat down next to her. "Mione, please. Talk to me." He ran his hands through his hair. She gave a small smile. The tears kept flowing. Her eyes shone with tears but she gave a little smirk.

"Ron, what's there to talk about?" Another tear fell. She looked up and sniffed. Then she laughed. It was a small laugh, more of a scoff. She let out a lot of air. "Ron Weasley, Chudley Cannons keeper. Handsome. Strong." Suddenly Hermione felt weak. Her voice grew quiet.

"Who wouldn't want you, Ron? I've heard what they say." She let out another gust of air and rubbed her eyes, trying to stop the tears. "I love you. I love you. I love you. But I can't have you the way I want. You can do better, Ron. I'm just a Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts, after all."

Ron stared at her. "Mione, I can't do better than you. You're Hermione Granger for god's sake! You're amazing, you're beautiful, and I love you. I love the way you crinkle your nose when you smile. I love the way you smile. I love the sound of your laugh. I love the color of your hair." He put his hands on her face and moved to kiss her. She could feel his warm breath on her lips as he moved closer, closing the wide gap between them. She couldn't let it happen again.

She moved back and held his hands tightly, before placing them back in his lap. "You love me. I'm in love with you. There's a difference, Ron. There's a reason you bring home other girls when I'm at Hogwarts. They're beautiful, I'm not. There's a reason I smell someone else on the bedsheets."

He looked at her and she could see the guilt seeping into his eyes. "Mione, I'm sorry. Mione, please. It just gets lonely without you and I.. Can't we just get back to the way it was?"

She smiled again. The tears had stopped flowing, but the pain was still fresh. "Which way, Ron? The way where I love you and you love me and ten other girls? We're going the wrong way. I'm releasing you Ron. I'm not mad, I swear. You deserve a chance to love someone else. Truly."

He stared at her. "I don't want to love anyone else." She raised her eyebrows. "Please. I don't want to hold you back." He looked down. "Hermione, no! I love you."

"I'm ending this either way. Admit it or don't. I'm giving both of us the chance to find someone." As she said the words, her heart hurt. After all, she had found her someone. She had planned her life. She had planned to get married, to carry his children.

"I love you, Mione." "I love you. You're still my best friend, besides for Harry." He smiled. He opened his arms and she leaned into them. She could smell his hair, feel his strong arms around her. Another tear fell.

Hello, fellow Dramione fans! Truly, thank you for reading my first chapter.

(I know it was short, but as the story builds, the chapters will get longer.) Don't worry, Draco will soon make an appearance. :)

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