A/N: I do not own Harry Potter. This is a story for the Houses Competition. This is gonna be a bit of a sadder story, for those of you that like my more humorous stuff.
House: Ravenclaw
Year: 4
Category: Drabble
Prompt: [Theme] Divorce
Word Count: 369
The rain poured outside as the grizzled man took a glass and downed his drink.
"Rough day?" the bartender asked as he gave him another glass and began wiping down the bar.
"You could say that I guess," Ron ran his hands through his hair, looking into the new glass.
The bar was empty, apart from Ron, so the bartender walked around the bar and sat next to him. He poured himself a glass of his own and took a sip, wincing slightly after he set the glass down.
"What's on your mind?" he asked after a few moments of silence.
"Hermione, she gave me the papers….I don't know why I signed them," Ron put his head in his hands, "I guess I just wanted her to be happy."
The bartender set a hand on the red haired man, "I know how ya feel, my lady left me and left only an envelope, I opened the letter and signed it….because I loved her."
The men sat there in silence, both not wanting to hurt the other. All of a sudden, the door to the bar flung open, revealing a woman in a heavy raincoat.
Ron turned around and his face lit up at the sight, "Hermione?"
The woman walked forward, taking off her rain jacket and setting it on a chair.
"Ron, I have something for you," she pulled out a folder, handing it to him, her gaze slightly sympathetic, "You forgot to sign some of them."
"Oh, sorry," Ron's face fell again. He took the papers and signed in all the places that he'd forgotten the first time around.
"Thanks," Hermione took the papers and put her coat back on, walking out the door without another word.
"Wait!" he stood, looking at Hermione, eyes wide.
"Hmm?" she turned around and looked at him sternly, as if she was done with their conversation already.
"I...I love you," Ron said, taking a little step forward.
She looked at him for a moment, shrugged and walked out the door.
Ron sat down, heart completely shattered, and turned around. He drained another drink and put his head down.
He slept there that night, the bartender kind enough not to make him leave.