Hey everyone! I hope that you're going to like this little two shot! It takes place two years after they all graduated from Hogwarts (Harry, Hermione and Ron went to finish their last year). I decided that Hermione would be younger than Ron and Harry. Her birthday his still September 19th though. Oh and there is a smaaaaall Ginny bashing.

I apologize if there is any mistake. Don't forget to let me know what you think.

I almost forget: I don't own any characters (much to my dismay) they all belong to the amazing and very creative J.K. Rowling.

Today I was officially turning 20 and as usual Mrs Weasley decided on doing a big party for me. Wait…. It was supposed to be for me. Now everyone forgot that I was here, they only had eyes for her and her flat stomach. Yes, you got it right, Miss Ginevra Weasley soon to be Potter is pregnant. This evening started so well but she had to come and mess up everything. Looking at them, all gathered around the future parents makes me nauseous. It was supposed to be me, not her. We've been through so much together. But it's how it's supposed to be, no? The Boy Who Lived marrying his best friend's little sister, and me marrying Ronald, to finally be able to make a big Weasley family. We would all have red headed children and would gather at the Burrow every holiday, and birthday…. But what if I didn't want this life? What if I didn't want to be a Weasley? Nobody asked me what I wanted, and it definitely wasn't that.

"Hermione?"

I quickly snapped out of my daydreams and gave a happy smile to Luna. She looked at me telling me with her eyes that I didn't fool her. Tears started forming slowly in my eyes, making my vision blurry. She took my hand and led me inside the house.

Since the end of the war Luna and I got closer, she is my best friend now. She was-is- always there for me, sure she's lunatic and all but she understand me so well. I lost my parents during the war, the death eater found them in Australia; and she lost her dad. In some sort of twisted way it made us closer to be orphaned. We knew what the other had been through and what we needed. We could be there or give each other some space without questions arising.

We might have two different visions of the world but I couldn't imagine my life without her now.

"I…I want to go home… Please." I begged, between sobs.

She nodded and we went out the door and apparated in front of her house. She lived in her father's house, in the middle of a forest, which is kind of scary but is also so serene and pretty great when you want to be alone. We went inside the house together while I still sobbed. She was trying to soothe me but how can you not cry when you discover the day of your birthday that the man you're in love with is getting married and is soon to be a dad and that the lucky woman isn't you. Just thinking about it makes me sob harder. Luna went in her kitchen to make us some tea. When she came back she found me curled up in her couch trying hard not to cry. I looked at her and tried to give her a little smile, which I'm sure looked more like a strange grimace.

"I don't know what I should tell you to make you feel better."

"Just say that all men are obnoxious gits, and idiots, and messed up."

She laughed at my poor attempt at humor, and hugged me.

"You know I don't even see why I'm crying. Harry and I didn't speak since one month because he is too busy with work and his girlfriend. He didn't even tell me happy birthday."

"Mione, he is an idiot if he doesn't see how amazing you are. But, as much as I don't want to say this you have to let him go. He's going to have a baby now."

Even if I knew that this was the truth I couldn't help but start crying again. How could you let go of something which was there for you for the last ten years? It seemed impossible and so heartbreaking.

The morning after, I woke up with a stiff neck and a hurt in my arm. I realized that Luna and I had fallen asleep on her couch, hugging each other. Just then I heard an owl knock on the window. I went and let her in. She let the letter fall and flew back. I picked it up and read it. It was from Ron telling us that we were all going to a club where we'll celebrate the good news. I sighed softly knowing that I had to go. I woke up Luna and tell her our tedious task of the evening.

The evening came quickly, and found Luna and me in front of the Wiz club's door. When we entered all eyes were on us, not because we looked amazingly beautiful but because of the odd couple we formed. I was dressed in a black simple dress that stopped at my knees and black high heels while Luna was wearing a yellow and orange dress and purple high heels and had her hair attached in a ponytail with a green scrunchie. I spotted Ginny and Ron bright red hair and we quickly made our way to their table. Unfortunately there were only two seats available, one next to Ron and the other next to Harry. Knowing that Luna was attracted to Ron I decided to let her take a seat next to him and went to sit across her, next to the future dad. She flashed me a thankful smile and started chatting with Ron.

"So. You went home early last night."

I looked at Ginny who was eyeing me condescendingly.

"I was tired. I had a long day at work."

She lifted a perfect manicured eyebrow and laughed bitterly.

"I didn't know you worked Saturdays."

I looked at her with a triumphant smile.

"You know when we love our job we are ready to make some concession."

She scowled at me, stood up and made a dramatic departure. As you can see, Ginny and I aren't what you could call friends anymore, even acquaintance. It's because, from what she told everyone, I took her job at the Gazette. In fact, when we graduated Hogwarts two years ago, we both applied for a job at The Daily Prophet and they choose me over her, and after what I heard I will soon become a redactor in chief since Barnabas Cuffe is retiring this year. I'm sure you're going to say that I'm too young to replace him but the truth is, I'm only going to have the job because I was a part of the Golden Trio. I'm actually thinking about refusing and go and help Luna with the Quibbler since she wants to create a new rubric.

"Why did you say that? You know that she doesn't have a job and that she's upset…. Hermione? I'm talking to you!"

I snapped out of my daydream and turned to Harry.

"Sorry, what did you say?"

He rolled his eyes.

"I should have known that you weren't listening to me. You're not talking to me since a month!"

I looked at him shocked.

"Excuse me, but last time I check, YOU were too busy with your "perfect" life to even talk or see me. So don't turn the situation around and make me the "wicked" one. It's your fault, not mine!"

He laughed bitterly.

"I'm not the one working on Saturday, or at night. You're so concentrated on your work that you didn't see that we were drifting apart. How can every time I come to talk to you, you just dismiss me saying that you have too much work?"

Tears started to form in my eyes and I looked him in the eyes.

"Because every time you want to talk it's about her. I can't stand it anymore Harry! You're so blind… You can't see it even though it's right in front of your eyes."

I started crying, stood up and started to walk towards the door, not wanting people to see me weak. He gripped my wrist and turned me around, his angry eyes fixing my sad ones.

"What are you talking about? Don't start making a scene for nothing. I knew you were a drama queen but not as much."

His words hurt me so much that I slapped him without realizing it.

"I'm sorry…. that I love you."

I gave him one last look and run out the club.

I'm not really proud of this chapter…. Plus, I still don't know how this story will end, even if I have some idea. It may be angsty since I'm in the mood, but I love happy ending… Any suggestions? Thanks for reading and have a good Friday! :D

Xoxo Rose