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Goodbye to You
Four words. Never, in all her 22 years, did Hermione Granger think that her life would fall apart on account of four words. Four words that separately are harmless, but together, changed her life.
"I don't love you."
Hermione looked at her husband in disbelief. "Excuse me?"
He shook his head. "I don't love you. We should've never done this."
"Done what!? Gotten together? Gotten married? Had a child!? Because I'd really like to know
what the hell you're talking about!"
"I don't regret one day with you, Hermione, but lately I've realized that we've grown
apart. I don't want to hurt you," he said, and put his hand gently on her cheek. She moved away. "Don't touch me. If you didn't want to hurt me, you fucking asshole--" he flinched at her harsh words. She never swore. Hermione associated curse words with stupidity, and she would hate to be considered as such. "--You wouldn't have kissed me that night."
"Jesus, Hermione! I didn't know what I was doing! It wasn't everyday that a beautiful young woman expressed interest in me! I just got carried away."
"Carried away? You're telling me that the three years of marriage and our child was just because you got carried AWAY?"
"Hermione, I won't deny that I loved you at one time. But now... I don't."
"What about Emma? Did you just suddenly stop loving her as well? I- I-" Hermione was at a loss for words. She couldn't understand what was going on. Up until five minutes ago, she was happily married and the mother of a beautiful 2 year old. She never could've guessed that their fight would've ended in such a horrifyingly profound statement.
"Hermione, don't be angry. Look, just go to bed, we'll talk about this tommorow."
"The hell we will. I'm leaving, and I'm taking Emma." Hermione went swiftly to her daughter, picked her up, and went to the door.
Her husband grabbed her arm. "You can't take her. Don't leave me alone... I'm sorry for what I said."
Hermione looked up into his eyes. "What a sad, pathetic man you've become," she said. "Fuck you." And with that vulgar pronouncement hanging in the air, Hermione left.
Harry Potter looked blearily at the clock. He rubbed his eyes, trying to figure out who would be at his house at-- 3:00 am. He stumbled out his bedroom door, and almost ran into Ron, who was also going to investigate. After graduating from Hogwarts, they had roomed together while attending university. "Are you expecting anyone?"
"No. I don't tell my lady friends to come over at all hours of the night."
"And you have so many of those," Harry said, rolling his eyes. He gasped when he opened the
door. Hermione stood before him, looking horribly bedraggled. Her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy, as if she had been crying for hours. Her hair was hanging loose and free down her back,
and her small child was in her arms. "Oh, God, Hermione. What happened? Is it Severus?"
Hermoione nodded numbly. "It's Severus indeed. I've left him." Harry and Ron didn't press her for an explanation. Ron simply took Emma from Hermione's arms, and Harry welcomed Hermione into his.
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Disclaimer: this may come as a shock, but i don't own harry potter. *gasp*
Goodbye to You
Four words. Never, in all her 22 years, did Hermione Granger think that her life would fall apart on account of four words. Four words that separately are harmless, but together, changed her life.
"I don't love you."
Hermione looked at her husband in disbelief. "Excuse me?"
He shook his head. "I don't love you. We should've never done this."
"Done what!? Gotten together? Gotten married? Had a child!? Because I'd really like to know
what the hell you're talking about!"
"I don't regret one day with you, Hermione, but lately I've realized that we've grown
apart. I don't want to hurt you," he said, and put his hand gently on her cheek. She moved away. "Don't touch me. If you didn't want to hurt me, you fucking asshole--" he flinched at her harsh words. She never swore. Hermione associated curse words with stupidity, and she would hate to be considered as such. "--You wouldn't have kissed me that night."
"Jesus, Hermione! I didn't know what I was doing! It wasn't everyday that a beautiful young woman expressed interest in me! I just got carried away."
"Carried away? You're telling me that the three years of marriage and our child was just because you got carried AWAY?"
"Hermione, I won't deny that I loved you at one time. But now... I don't."
"What about Emma? Did you just suddenly stop loving her as well? I- I-" Hermione was at a loss for words. She couldn't understand what was going on. Up until five minutes ago, she was happily married and the mother of a beautiful 2 year old. She never could've guessed that their fight would've ended in such a horrifyingly profound statement.
"Hermione, don't be angry. Look, just go to bed, we'll talk about this tommorow."
"The hell we will. I'm leaving, and I'm taking Emma." Hermione went swiftly to her daughter, picked her up, and went to the door.
Her husband grabbed her arm. "You can't take her. Don't leave me alone... I'm sorry for what I said."
Hermione looked up into his eyes. "What a sad, pathetic man you've become," she said. "Fuck you." And with that vulgar pronouncement hanging in the air, Hermione left.
Harry Potter looked blearily at the clock. He rubbed his eyes, trying to figure out who would be at his house at-- 3:00 am. He stumbled out his bedroom door, and almost ran into Ron, who was also going to investigate. After graduating from Hogwarts, they had roomed together while attending university. "Are you expecting anyone?"
"No. I don't tell my lady friends to come over at all hours of the night."
"And you have so many of those," Harry said, rolling his eyes. He gasped when he opened the
door. Hermione stood before him, looking horribly bedraggled. Her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy, as if she had been crying for hours. Her hair was hanging loose and free down her back,
and her small child was in her arms. "Oh, God, Hermione. What happened? Is it Severus?"
Hermoione nodded numbly. "It's Severus indeed. I've left him." Harry and Ron didn't press her for an explanation. Ron simply took Emma from Hermione's arms, and Harry welcomed Hermione into his.