A/N: Hey, I got my new fic up! Yeah, another R/Hr, doy (you don't get a lot of doy these days...) I guess this isn't really fluffy but it's not hardcore angst. I kind of just sat down over like two days and wrote it, and honestly, if people don't like it I don't care :) I'm in an optimistic mood. This is just the prologue, I hope to have the next chapter up soon.

Disclaimer: I don't own it. I used to own a certain pressie for a certain Becca Boo, but I don't anymore. Tis in the mail, babe :-D

Pieces of Me

PROLOGUE

Amicable.

That was the word Ginny used to describe Ron and Hermione's break-up in a letter to Mrs. Weasley. Amicable.

Harry, who was reading the letter over her shoulder, snorted loudly. Ginny looked around at him. "What's so funny?"

"Amicable? Amicable, Gin?"

"Yes, and?"

"Amicable break ups are not loud enough to be heard by people in the dungeons. Amicable break ups do not result in fifty points from Gryffindor for disturbing the peace. Amicable break ups - "

"All right, all right, I get the picture," Ginny said sourly. "But would you rather me tell Mum that Hermione's spent a whole day up in her room crying? That Ron's so distracted he nearly blew up the Charms classroom? Do you think she'd like to hear that?"

"Well, no, probably not," Harry agreed. "I just think saying it was amicable is a bit of a lie. I mean, you were there. You saw it. Horrific would be closer to the word I'd've chosen."

"Then you write the damn letter," Ginny said bitterly. "Harry, do you really think this is it? That they're completely over?"

Harry sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I don't know. God knows they've fought before, more times than I can count, but something about this time was different. Worse."

"Do you think they can even be friends again?" Ginny asked quietly.

"I don't know," Harry said, shaking his head. "I really don't know." The portrait hole opened and Ron entered, stomping grouchily over to where Harry and Ginny were, sitting grouchily down in an armchair, and grouchily folding his arms.

"Ron?" Ginny said. "Ron? RON!"

"What?" Ron snapped.

"Where've you been?"

"Walking," Ron said shortly. Ginny pursed her lips and went back to her letter. "Who're you writing to?"

"Mum," Ginny replied.

"Oh." Ron went back to staring moodily at some point across the room. Ginny looked at Harry, who shrugged. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"So have you been studying for your Defense Against the Dark Arts NEWT?" Ginny asked, valiantly trying to stimulate some kind of reaction in Ron.

"No," Ron said.

"How do you expect to get into Auror training if you don't even - "

"Could we not talk about it?" Ron interrupted loudly.

"Fine, fine," Ginny said, raising her eyebrows. "Just trying make sure you don't throw your life down the toilet, but if you don't care..."

Ron, apparently, didn't care enough to even answer.

At that moment, Hermione trudged down the staircase from the girl's dormitory, looking almost as grouchy as Ron. She was holding a large, red Gryffindor Qudditch sweater that Ron had let her borrow several weeks before.

"I believe this is yours," she said primly, dropping it unceremoniously on Ron's lap and not making eye contact.

Ron looked up at her. "Thanks." Harry and Ginny exchanged a glance - this was the first relatively civil exchange Ron and Hermione had had.

"I don't know how I ever let it touch me," Hermione muttered rudely.

"Hermione, could we not - " Ginny said, in a desperate attempt to prevent another row.

"No, I want to hear what she has to say," Ron said loudly. "I knew you always thought you were better than me - "

"I never thought I was better than you until you went and proved it for me, " Hermione interrupted.

"Yeah, well Harry thinks that - "

"Harry doesn't think anything!" Harry said quickly.

"But you said - " Ron said, turning to his best friend.

"I don't want to be in the middle of this!" Harry cried. "Don't drag me into it."

"Yes, Ronald, Harry shouldn't have to betray you by saying he knows I'm right," Hermione said airily.

"Now, Hermione, you're no better!" Harry yelled. "How about I just say one thing. Neither of you are right about anything! Now could you please let me get back to my studying?" He glared furiously from Hermione to Ron, and then went back to his Charms notecards.

"Now see what you've done?" Hermione hissed to Ron.

"What I've done? You're the one getting all high-and-mighty!" Ron shot back.

"That's it," Harry said. "Both of you, shut it right now, or I'll do it for you." Hermione and Ron gaped at him for a minute before Hermione made a sound of irritation, turned on her heel, and stormed up to the girls dorms, and Ron threw himself down in his chair and crossed his arms once again.

"Luckily, they have managed to stay friendly throughout all of it," Ginny read aloud from her letter.

A/N: Pretty short, but there will be more soon. Thanks, please leave a review! :)