The bartender refilled Harry's glass with cheap vodka, "What's the matter, Harry? Usually you come in, grab a drink, and then your out of here."

Harry gulp down the alcohol, "I got dumped today."

"That is a real shame, do I know her?"

"He isn't much of a drinker," Harry finished his drink and walk out into the cold, quiet, unforgiving streets of London.

Harry stumbled into his flat and switched on the lights. His boyf-roommate had left a gigantic mess, again. Harry walked around the mountain of trash and into the spare bedroom. He stripped and collapsed into the bed. As he fell asleep he tried not to think about how he usually shared with…ZZZ.

Harry woke up looking at Ron's face and smiled. It always felt good to wake up so close to the man he loved. But why did he feel so numb inside? Realization struck him like a lightning bolt. Ron had dumped him! They weren't supposed to be together! Harry moved out of the bed fraction by fraction until he was standing over Ron. Beautiful Ron. Harry shook his head. He grabbed his clothes and ran from the room, tears find their way down his cheeks.

Harry hurriedly dressed and packed. He scribbled a note to Ron, tears falling freely. He shrank the trunk and slipped it in his pocket. Slipping out of the flat, he closed the door as slowly and quietly as possible. Harry walked quickly out into the parking lot. As he started the flying motorcycle Sirius had left for him, he blew a kiss at the window to the room Ron was sleeping in.

Harry drove off down the street toward number twelve Gimmauld Place.

Ron POV

Ron woke up and slipped out of the spare bedroom. He stumbled through the mess and up to the fridge. The door opened to reveal champagne. A lot of champagne.

"Damn," Ron slammed the door closed and sat down at the kitchen table. His eyes fell on Harry's note,

Ron,

I can't stay here with you now that you don't share my feelings.

Here is my half of the rent for the month.

Lo

Harry

"What the hell?" Ron asked, bewildered, staring at the tear-streaked note. Then he remembered what he did the day before, "Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Ron yelled.

"Weasley," he berated himself, "You are an idiotic jackass! I can't believe it!" he started tearing up, "You dumped the best thing to ever happen to you."

Ron went back to the fridge and pulled out a bottle.

"I'll have that champagne now," he quipped as he took his first drink in three years.

Harry knocked at the entrance to number twelve Grimmauld Place.

Remus Lupin opened the door, "Harry! Come in!"

Harry stepped into the now spotless house, "Hi Remmy."

Remus snorted, "Why do you insist on calling me that?"

Harry smiled, "Sirius told me it would drive you crazy."

Remus motioned for Harry to sit, "Did you come see me for a reason?"

"Can I talk to you?"

Remus smiled, "Of course you can. Will Ron be joining us?"

A tear escaped Harry's eye. He spoke stiffly, "No, we aren't seeing each other anymore."

Remus sat beside Harry and put his arm around his shoulder, "I'm sorry, do you know why?"

"I'm pregnant."