"This isn't working."

He laughed, not even taking the witch in front of him seriously.

"This isn't a laughing matter, Ronald. I am dreadfully serious about this!" She snapped, glaring at the ginger boy who was still laughing at her.

Seeing the girl in front of him looking seriously at him, he stopped and frowned. "You can't be serious Hermione. We are doing well in our relationship. There is nothing to worry about!"

"Ron, can't you see what is happening between us for the past few months?!" She cried out, frustrated that he is still playing blind about the facts that lie in front of them. Their relationship is going downhill and it can't be saved. Hermione did try her best to fight for it yet she can't feel like Ron isn't even fighting alongside with her. Those made her think that he doesn't really want their relationship to work.

"Then tell me!" He snapped, glaring at her. From his point of view their relationship had been nothing but smooth sailing. He can't see anything out of place. Everything was perfect.

"We are drifting apart Ron!" she answered him, her tears giving him the hint that she was hurting but he paid no attention on her tears. He just stared at her with disbelief.

"No we are not! Hermione we are always together! Bloody hell, almost every night we sleep together in one bed. Either it would be yours or mine!"

"Physically yes but mentally and emotionally Ron, we are!" She argued. She didn't want this to happen. She didn't want an argument between them to flourish this early in the morning. "All you do when you arrive from your work is just eat dinner that I prepared not even giving me a single glance, a single thought. In bed we lie down together yes but I can't even feel your warmth from my spot. When I thought we could have a time only for us, you will always find a reason to bail on me! It's like you don't care about me anymore!"

He softened up on this. He tried to take a step forward towards her, his arm out stretched to reach her yet she took a step back away from him, pain evident in her eyes.

"But I love you 'Mione." He said boldly.

"But I don't think I do, Ron. I'm sorry."

Hearing her words, his body became rigid with shock. His eyes stared blankly on her face. It was like a slap on the face. It hurt, it terribly hurt. He didn't understand. He thought she loved him. He thought that he had completely swooned her over. The pain he felt was not like any other pain he felt before not even when he found out Fred was dead.

"You don't love me?" He asked, afraid that her response would be another wave of pain.

"I do Ron! Trust me on that one," she said, keeping her tears at bay. She doesn't want to look weak before him. She is doing this for him. She doesn't want to lead him on and just hurt him more in the future.

"Then why did you say you don't?!"He asked, glaring at her still.

"Because I'm not in love with you." She whispered, not daring to break their eye contact. In a flash she can see pain in his eyes. His hurt because of her, he is broken because of her. She is the reason of the pain he feels. He his rigid and empty because of her. It was all her. And she knows deep down, this was for the better.

"I'm sorry Ron. I can't just hurt you like this. I did try to fight my love for you but it burned out especially when you started to push me away. Even Ginny noticed your distance when it comes to me," She didn't even know what to completely say to him to make it all better. Knowing she can't doing anything than stand there and stare at him, she slowly backed away and turned towards the door.

"I forgive you though. It was my fault at the very first place." He said with a chuckle as bitter as a newly brewed coffee without its sugar and milk.

Everything went downhill from that. Ron had been a wreck since the day they broke up. Hermione's state was even worse. She feels like everybody from the Weasley family except for Molly, Arthur and Ginny doesn't want her back to the Burrow, even Harry. They were visibly upset on what she did to Ron and they were very vocal about it too. She was still lucky that Molly, Arthur, and Ginny understood her and been open-minded with her decision.

But it wasn't enough to get away from the hateful glares from the rest of the family. They were the only family she got left after her parents were murdered by the Dark Lord himself. Harry, who she thought would understand about her feelings the most, didn't even take a second glance at her. And it broke her. Did Harry really think it would work out like his relationship with Ginny? Ginny and Harry are madly in love with each other and Hermione and Ron aren't. Well Hermione isn't. It will never work out especially when she is not even sure about how she feels for the red head.

It is like they all think only Ron is the only one who is hurting. She was hurting too. She just lost her best friend that she once loved truly. She knew she ruined their friendship. They weren't in good terms when she ended it. Was she too fast forward and harsh towards him to deserve this kind of treatment?

Maybe she does. She knew that it would affect him but she never thought she would be losing her second family when she broke up with Ron. She thought she had it all planned out yet here she is, in her own bedroom, in her flat curling up as the tears won't stop from cascading down.

Even though Ginny didn't get mad at her, Hermione knew the reason why Ginny wasn't visiting her after her confrontation with Ron. She was just giving the curly witch some space of her own. And Hermione thanked her for that. Ginny didn't ask any more questions related to Ron or her relationship with him. She respected Hermione's decision about how the witch felt for his brother.

But Ginny had enough and decided to let Hermione have some fresh air. The ginger found herself in Hermione's fireplace and she frowned. The flat was too silent for Ginny's liking. No television left on, no splatter of water from the shower. She looked outside and she wasn't there. She tried the inside of the house and found Hermione in one of her empty rooms and kept looking down on the floor.

"You need to get out more, Hermione," pleading almost towards the girl covered with crisp sheets in her bed, trembling as a sob came out of her mouth.

"I don't know if I can Ginny. I ruin everything that crosses my path, Oh Merlin Ginny; I ruined our friendship for good! He said that he forgave me but I know he doesn't. I killed him emotionally, Gin!"

The ginger bit her lip and sat down next to the weeping Gryffindor. "Don't think like that, 'Mione. You did the right decision. It would hurt him more if you didn't let him go. It was for the best. And there are a lot of good looking wizards ready to catch you when you fall." Ginny smirked, giving her best friend a tight squeezed.

For the first time in the span of four days, Hermione chuckled and shook her head. Ginny would always find a way to crack her up and make her smile.

"Come on princess, she'll be waiting for us at The Leaky Cauldron."

Hermione snorted, knowing their other friend was like. "You sure about that, Gin?"

Ginny laughed and shook her head no. "Did I say she would be waiting, inside?"

The tear streaked girl laughed heartedly and smiled. "Nope, you didn't"

Ginny left the witch and made herself comfortable on her living room, Crookshanks on her lap. "At least she is smiling now, huh Crooks?"

After Hermione emerged from her bedroom, the two witches left Hermione's cozy flat with a loud 'crack'. Apparting just in front of the Leaky Cauldron, both girls saw their friend for two months now. Hermione smiled and walked towards the witch hugging her tight.

"I did it! I broke everything off." Hermione whispered by her ear, earning a warm smile from the girl that hugged her back.

Pansy Parkinson didn't have the exact words to show how happy was she for her new found friend. The three witches started their friendship when Ginny and Hermione bumped into Pansy at this very place. Starting with a few apologizes all three witches hit it off. Hermione could tell that Pansy really did change and she was happy for that. At least she knew that there is still hope for the remaining ex-Slytherins.

"Are you alright, though? How did Ronald react?" Pansy asked truly concerned with her friend.

Hermione smiled and nodded, pulling away from their long shared hug. "I'm fine. A bit empty but fine. Ron though…" she sighed and looked down to her shoes.

Ginny rolled her eyes and made Hermione look straight up to her and Pansy. "'Mione! I told you, don't mind Ron for a bit. He'll come around. Trust me on that one, yeah?"

"She's right you know, Hermione." Pansy spoke up and smiled, "If he really do love you, he'll get over it and won't throw your more than almost ten years of friendship."

"I really hope so, Pansy. I really do."

After their conversation about Ron, the girls didn't ever bring it back up. They walked towards the streets of Diagon Alley and stopped on a little café to have their afternoon tea. All they could talk about was the recent place where Pansy went. Her stories thankfully distracted Hermione from thinking about how much she ruined hers and Ron's friendship.

"Ms. Parkinson?" Ellie Carter, an ex- Hufflepuff, who works in the café, approached them nervously.

"Yes?" Pansy raised her eyebrows as her trail of vision landed on the nervous blonde.

"I'm sorry to interrupt Ms. Parkinson but there are a few people from the Prophet that wants to talk to you and your friends."

"Tell them I don't have time to tell those pathetic people stories that they can make up lies against the three of us. And we are leaving." Pansy answered her, her eyes glaring at a wizard that is clearly working for the Prophet. Not saying another word, all three girls left leaving a small pouch filled with galleons.

"They are not like Rita Seeker, Pansy." Hermione said in a hush whisper as they stepped out of the café.

"I don't care Hermione. They'll just ask you about your break up with Ron. When they hear it they'll twist things to make you look like the bad guy. I don't want that to happen."

"Pansy-"

"The fuck is this Pansy?!" A cold voice spoke up just behind them and all three witches froze knowing who owns the voice.

Author's Notes:

Heeeeey guys. I hoped you like my new story and lookie! It's not a one shot or a drabble. Yay! Haha. I hope you like this one as much as I do. :)

I'm sorry if my English is terrible. This isn't my mother tongue and all.

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