Start Of Something New
Start Of Something New
Harry/Hermione OneShot
By Mrs.CullenTheVampire
Chapter 1: Broken Wedding Bells
Harry Potter sighed as he stared at the picture of his girlfriend of three years now, Ginny Weasley. He had
his arm wrapped around her and they were smiling brightly. The picture was taken at Christmas last year.
In 3 days, it would be Ginny's birthday, and Harry had the ring all picked out for when he would propose
to her. He was jolted out of his trance when his doorbell rang. He trudged to the door of the house on
Grimmauld Place, formerly the secret meeting spot for the Order of the Phoenix. But it had been 4 long
years since Harry had defeated Voldemort. He gasped when he saw who was at the door.
"Oh Harry!" Hermione threw her arms around his neck and began sobbing into his shirt.
"H-Hermione, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be over at the burrow with Ginny, planning the
wedding?" Just six months ago, Ron had proposed to Hermione, and up until now, Hermione was every
aspect of what one would call a blushing bride.
"Harry I can't believe him!" She shouted through tears.
"Believe who? Hermione what happened?" Harry asked concern staining his voice as he led her through
the hallway and into the den, where he sat her on the couch, and sat down next to her, still keeping his arm
around her shoulders.
"Oh Harry! I can't believe he would say something like that to me!" She sobbed again.
"Hermione, calm down. Tell me what's wrong."
"Well," Hermione sniffed. "Ron and I got into a fight while we were planning the wedding, I was
complaining about how he did nothing to help Ginny and I plan this event in the 2 months we have left!
And he got all defensive about how he never even wanted a big event like this, and I tried to explain to him
that it was important to me, never-mind a tradition in my family to have a big wedding, I mean for
goodness' sake, even Molly was excited about it!" Hermione wiped monster tears from her eyes.
"Ok, and then what happened?" Harry pressed.
"Well, then as the fight continued, Ron began to talk about how controlling I was being and then, and
then," Hermione paused for a moment to sob more.
"Shh, it's okay 'Mione." Harry consoled her.
"And then he told me that if I was going to be such a controlling mudblood, that he didn't want to marry
me!" And with that began a new endless wave of sobs from Hermione.
"He said that?" Harry felt the anger rising in his chest as he processed what Ron had actually said to
Hermione.
"Yes." Hermione said almost inaudibly, her answer overshadowed by her loud cries.
"He told you that? How could he? That must be the most inconsiderate thing he has ever said!" Harry
clenched his fists at the thoughts of what he would do to his best friend of 10 years when he finally got his
hands on him.
"Oh Harry, how could he say something like that to me? I thought he loved me! Instead he calls me
mudblood and says he doesn't even want to marry me anymore!" She sobbed more heavily now.
"Hermione, Its okay, I'm going to make sure he pays for that. In the meantime though, do you have a place
to stay?" Harry looked down at the pitiful sight of his best friend broken to pieces in his arms.
"Well I'm not going to the Burrow, and I'm definitely not going back to our apartment." Hermione
mumbled.
"Why don't you stay here with me?" Harry suggested.
"Oh Harry, I appreciate the offer, but I could never impose on your independence. I know how much you
like to have this place to yourself, I could never impose."
"Hermione, it wouldn't be any kind of problem if it was you. You know you're always welcome to stay
here. Hell, I actually do wish sometimes that there was someone here other than me to add life to these
walls."
"Well, I suppose. But only for a little while. I was considering going to stay with my parents for a bit," But
Harry cut her off.
"There'll be no need for that; you can stay here for as long as you need."
"Well, alright." Hermione sniffed once again. "And I guess the wedding is off for now. I mean what's the
point in getting married to someone who doesn't even love you?" She asked bleakly.
"Well, everything's going to be okay, I'll tell Ginny to bring your stuff over." Harry got up to go to the
fireplace to call Ginny, as Hermione trudged up the stairs, her head in her hands, not sobbing as hard
anymore. Ron had broken Hermione's heart, and he was gonna get it.
"Everything's going to be okay." Ginny comforted Hermione as she sobbed into her shoulder. She had
brought over most of Hermione's things, and now she was working on consoling Hermione while Harry
was down in the kitchen making tea.
"No it's not Ginny. How could he say that to me?" She sniffed.
"Well you should know everybody is very upset with him right now." Ginny stroked Hermione's hair.
"Mum gave him an earful right when you left, and let me say, I don't think she yelled at him like that since
Him, Fred and George once tried to use fireworks in the house in 6th year. They blew the entire third floor,
and the roof off! He was lucky dad could fix it, but man, Ron got it all right." Ginny's story seemed to get
a smile out of Hermione.
"Here you go Hermione." Harry said as he handed Hermione one of the three cups of tea he had just come
through the door with.
"T-Thank you Harry." Hermione stammered; her throat hoarse from crying so much. "I really appreciate
everything you two are doing for me. I don't think anyone could have better friends." She smiled weakly.
"Well we're here for you 'Mione." Ginny kissed Hermione's forehead. "Maybe you should take a nap, and
hopefully you'll feel better." Hermione lay down on the bed and closed her eyes. Harry and Ginny walked
out with tea in hand.
"I honestly can't explain how, how infuriated I am with Ronald right now! How could he! He knows
Hermione is extremely tender on that subject! He's the one who puked slugs trying to protect her from it!"
Ginny shook her head and took a sip of her tea.
"Tell me about it. I mean can you imagine? I didn't know what to think when she showed up like this at my
doorstep, at this time of night! I mean for goodness' sake it's 11 o'clock at night! I nearly apparated over
to the burrow to kill him myself." Harry agreed.
"I just don't understand why he would do something like that, that's all. I mean they're getting married in
less than two months! I don't think I've ever seen Hermione as excited for anything in my entire life!"
Ginny said as they reached the bottom of the stairs, and headed for the den. Once sitting on the couch,
Ginny leaned back and rested her head against Harry's shoulder.
"I just hope nothing like this ever happens to us." Ginny said cautiously.
"I know it won't. You know I would never do anything to hurt you." Harry leaned down and kissed Ginny.
Hermione awoke groggily the next morning to the smell of coffee and bacon. Drowsily, she made her way
downstairs into the kitchen, to see Harry, spatula in hand transfer some pancakes from the griddle to a
plate next to the stove. He looked up when he heard her approaching.
"Well, good morning sleepy head." He gave her a crooked smile.
"G'morning." Hermione mumbled as she plopped herself into one of the chairs at the kitchen table. Harry
set a plate in front of her, two stacked chocolate chip pancakes with a bacon smile, bacon hair, and syrup
eyes and nose. Hermione couldn't help but choke on the coffee she began to sip on when she saw how
ridiculous it looked. "Wow, you can cook?" She looked at Harry incredulously.
"…Yes…" Harry said smirking.
"Oh. Well, good for you." Harry sat down across from her with the same contents on his plate, except not
arranged as ridiculously as hers. "Where's Ginny?" She asked taking a bite of her pancakes. They were
incredible.
"She went back to the burrow. Then she contacted me earlier this morning to tell me she had to make an
emergency trip to Shell Cottage, you know with Fleur being pregnant and all, and with this whole Ron
business, Molly can't go, and it doesn't help much that Bill is out of town on business." Hermione listened
to how complicated things seemed to be getting lately.
"Oh. How long will she be gone?"
"Unfortunately, she'll have to stay there until Fleur delivers in two weeks. Which means I'm going to have
to cancel the plans I had made for us for her birthday; it's in two days." Hermione wasn't even listening.
She was staring at Harry's face. She must've been going crazy, because strangely, he seemed very
handsome in the lighting of the kitchen. Harry had always been handsome, but never this handsome.
"Oh well. At least it'll give me time to spend with you." He smiled. Harry seemed to e doing anything to
get Hermione's attention. He wanted her to notice him. Hermione didn't know this, but Harry genuinely
liked her.
'Harry would never like me,' Hermione thought. 'He only sees me like one of the guys. Why do I even car
e if he likes me anyway? Oh dear, Hermione get a grip of yourself. He's dating your best friend. HE IS
YOUR BEST FRIEND! Well, Ron was my best friend. . . .' Hermione struggled with herself.
"U-U-uhm, well, uh, I'd better be getting off." Hermione sputtered, taking her empty plate to the sink to
wash it.
"Oh, y-yeah, definitely." Harry stammered nervously, as he followed her to the sink. After all the dishes
were washed, Hermione went up to her room to change before going to see her parents, and tell them
everything. Harry however, would spend the day alone. Doing nothing.
Harry put his head in his hands. No. I can't be falling in love with Hermione. How? I mean, in third year, I
kind of felt something ,and then in fourth year too, she looked so beautiful in that gown from the Yule
Ball… But why now? Why would I fall for her now? Is it because her and Ron were practically…well I
hate to say it…over? Before they even began? Hermione also always seemed to connect with me. I don't
know. I can't have this problem in the way now! I have Ginny! I was all ready to ask her to marry me, but
of course Bill had to go on that business trip, and Ron…I wasn't even going to start with Ron. Ron would
pay.
3 Days Later
Harry and Hermione were sitting on the couch talking about Quidditch, when all of a sudden; there was a
knock at the door. Over the past 3 days Hermione's crying habits had trickled to a slow stop. She now
laughed more with the time she spent with Harry. Harry and Hermione had both, without the other one
knowing it, fallen in love with each other, and now, since they didn't know it, it only complicated things
further.
"I'll go see who that is." Harry said getting up and heading out of the den. Hermione sat there fumbling
with her fingers, when she began to hear yelling at the front door.
"Alright Harry, where's Hermione, I want to see her!" Hermione recognized Ron's voice.
"Ron, Hermione doesn't want to see you right now." Harry's voice responded.
"Listen mate, you're my best friend, but sometimes you should leave my business to my business. Now I
want to see my fiancée." Ron pushed.
"Ron, what are you doing?! Get out of my house!" Harry yelled. Hermione rushed to the front hall where
she saw Ron struggling with Harry to get into the house.
"There you are!" Ron shouted pushing past Harry, and grabbing Hermione tightly around her arm, his hand
almost reaching all the way around. Hermione winced in pain. "Where've you been? Do you know how
worried I was looking for you!?" Ron yelled, tightening his grip.
"Ron, stop it. Let go of me, you're hurting me Ron." Tears streamed down Hermione's face.
"I don't give a damn if I hurt you or not! What right do you have just walking out on me like that?!" Ron
raised his voice.
Tears continued to escape Hermione's eyes. "Ron please, you're hurting me. Stop."
"NO HERMIONE YOU STOP! YOU STOP WITH YOUR BULLSHIT! YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME
SO WHY DID YOU RUN AWAY JUST TO SPEND TIME WITH MY BEST FRIEND?! AS IF IT'S
NOT BAD ENOUGH, YOU GO AHEAD AND CALL MY SISTER, AND TURN HER AGAINST ME
TOO! THE ONLY ONE WHO DIDN'T HEAR WHAT I CALLED YOU, AND NOW YOU TURNED
HER AGAINST ME TOO!" Ron screamed and clutched his hand so tightly around Hermione's arm, she
screamed out in pain.
"Ron please! Please Ron stop this!" She sobbed.
"SHUT UP!" Ron bellowed, and then slapped Hermione hard across the face. She screamed so loud it
pierced Harry's ears.
"Oi! Ron! What the hell are you doing?!" He yelled, pulling Ron off of Hermione. Ron struggled and tried
to hit him, which is when Harry saw Hermione's tear ridden face, rubbing her arm and trying to get feeling
back into it. He closed his eyes and swung a punch at Ron's face. He shrieked.
"BLOODY HELL YOU LITTLE QUIF! YOU BROKE MY NOSE!" Ron screamed, clutching at his nose
which was now streaming with blood. "HERMIONE, WHEN I COME BACK TO GET YOU
TOMORROW, WE HAVE A LOT OF THINGS WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT! LIKE THE FACT
THAT I AM THE BOSS AND YOU DON'T GIVE ME YOUR BULLSHIT ANYMORE!" Ron screamed
nasally.
"No." Hermione said shivering, she was now rubbing her cheek which you could see a distinct hand print
on, red and throbbing.
"EXCUSE ME?" Ron took a step toward Hermione. Harry, automatically sidestepped one step closer to her
defensively.
"I'm not going with you Ron. I don't want to be with you if you're going to act this way." Hermione said, a
fresh wave of tears beginning again. "I can't love you if you do this to me." She pulled up her sleeve and
gasped as she saw a big black and purple bruise in his hand print, and little droplets of blood peeking out
of it.
"But Hermione, I love you." Ron forced.
"Do you? Honestly Ron, if you loved me like you said you do, you wouldn't do this to me. Please, leave."
Hermione's voice cracked on several words.
"We'll see about that." He said heading for the door still clutching his bleeding nose. "I'll be back
tomorrow, and you're coming with me." He slammed the door shut behind him.
Hermione slid sown onto the floor and began sobbing. Harry sat down next to her.
"Harry why would he do this to me? Why does he keep hurting me like this? Does he do it because he hates
me? What do I do Harry? I've already called off the entire wedding." She sniffled.
"Hermione, you made the right choice. I cannot believe he would do something like this to you. You know
he loves you 'Mione, but sometimes he loses it because he loves you too much."
"I don't love him anymore. I can't love him. After what he did to me, is there really any point in looking at
him anymore?" Hermione sobbed.
"No." Harry said plainly, still seething with anger at his best friend. Just then Ginny strangely enough
arrived through the door, and nearly fell when she saw the scene.
"Oh my goodness! Hermione what happened!" She said looking at Harry with blaming eyes.
"I-I I never want to see Ron again! He never stops! I don't love him anymore! I don't want to see him
again!"