Hermione looked out her window, and exhaled sadly.
When the Battle of Hogwarts ended, she went to find her parents in Australia, but when she finally found them; they didn't want to come back to England.
They told her they were happy there, and they were disappointed that she erased their memories. Hermione couldn't beileve it.
Her parents were upset with her because she wanted to keep them safe. So, she let them be happy.
Hermione came back to England, alone. She decided she still wanted to live in her house, but it was forclosed because she couldn't keep up the mortgage.
But thanks to the Weasley's; Hermione was invited to stay with them. So, she packed up her things and gave her house to the bank.
But now lets get back to the real story.
Hermione looked out her window, in the bedroom she shared with Ginny.
It was overcast. The sun was completely covered by storm clouds, and the trees were swaying wildly.
Hermione jumped when there was a knock on the door.
Gathering herself, she said; "Come in."
Mrs. Weasley walked in with a smile on her face.
"Lunch is ready, dear. When you wanna come down."
Hermione smiled. Mrs. Weasley was always taking care of them.
"Yeah, I'll come down in a minute."
Mrs. Weasley nodded, and left. Hermione looked down at her bed. A letter addressed to her was laying ontop of it.
It was from Ron.
It may sound sweet; your "boyfriend" sending you cute little letters even though you live in the same household.
But to Hermione, it was annoying.
Ever sense the Battle, Ron has been getting to "close".
But Hermione couldn't blame him. During the Battle, Hermione kissed Ron. Kissed him like she meant it, but she didn't.
It was in the "moment", and she just felt like doing it.
Hermione felt horrible. Ron got the wrong idea, and now thinks their together. But she doesn't want to be together, she doesn't like him the way he likes her. And now, she has to go down stairs and see him. Ron's going to be all "mushy", and try to hold her hand and try to kiss her.
And of course; Hermione's going to refuse to kissing, and make up a story. Like she hadn't done that before.
She was once again startled by the door. This time someone slammed the door opened, and sprinted into the room. Speaking of the devil; it was Ron... Of course it was Ron...
"RON!" Hermione shouted. Ron flinched. "Sorry Mione."
He walked out of the room, closed the door, and knocked. Hermione rolled her eyes. He was so immature. "Come in, Ronald." Ron walked in; quietly this time, and closed the door softly.
Ron walked up to her, and put his arms around her waist. Hermione pushed him away softly, not wanting him to get upset. "Not now." Hermione crossed her arms, and put on a fake smile.
Ron nodded, and said cheekly; "Alright love. Well, lunch is ready when your hungry." Hermione half nodded. Ron kissed her on the cheek softly, and left the room.
Hermione sighed, and sat down on her bed. She didn't want to lead him on. She really didn't, but he wouldn't listen to her when she said she didn't want a relationship. He just kept trying to hold her hand, and kiss her.
Hermione didn't know what to do. She wanted to tell Ron she didn't like him like that anymore, she wanted to just be friends. But she knew he would be devastated.
So, what can she do?
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