Disclaimer- I don't own anything related to Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. Even if she screwed up the ending. Nor do I own the songs that I use they belong to those artists. I make no money from this. Just want to entertain people.

A/N: I know I said I was going to update sooner but I hit a bit of writers block so here it is.

Chapter 10: Goodnight Goodnight

Over the next month Harry and Hermione spent as much time together as they could. They went out to eat, went to Astros games, visited different areas of Houston, and they even went to Austin one weekend. The night time was especially hectic for both of them considering Harry was under contract at Tric. They would go out before his performances and then hang out after. On some days they just spent the day at Harry's apartment and caught up on the last five years. They were as happy as they could be until three days before Hermione was supposed to go back to Britain.

They were just getting to Harry's apartment after one his performances at Tric. Hermione was a bit buzzed from having a couple of drinks at the bar so when she accidentally blurted out, "Everyone's going to be so excited to see you when we go back home in a few days" it didn't register until she saw Harry's reaction.

"What do you mean when we go back, Hermione? I'm not going back" said Harry.

Hermione sobered up when she heard those words. "Of course you are Harry. This isn't your home, Britain is. Britain is where all your friends and family are, it's where I am" she told him.

"No, Hermione. I left that place because it held too many painful memories. I love you Hermione, but I can't go back. At least not yet" he responded.

"Well then I'll stay here" she said determined to make sure her and Harry would never be apart again.

"I can't let you do that Hermione. You have your career in Britain as well as your friends and family. You've already given up a lot for me. I won't let you give up any more" Harry said sadly.

"Then what have we been doing for the last month Harry? I stayed here because I thought we were going to try to make us work" she said as tears were starting to form in her eyes.

"We were catching up. We were preparing…. to say goodbye" he said as he fought his own tears from forming.

"What do you mean Harry? We love each other! We have to make this work!" she said through her tears.

"I know we love each other Hermione! But we can't do this because I'm not letting you give up your life and I'm not going back to Britain anytime soon. I'd rather just be friends than to be in a relationship with you where I know that it'll be months before I see you" he said hoping that she would see reason. He hated himself for being the reason that tears were falling from her eyes.

Hermione didn't what to say, she knew that Harry was at least partially right in his reasoning, but she also knew that a part of this was Harry's noble streak. She loved her job but she would give it up in a heartbeat to be with him, but she knew he was not going to budge. So she did the only thing she thought of. She ran towards the bedroom and slammed the door shut.

As Harry saw the door of he wanted to go after her and tell her that she could stay but he was not going to be selfish. Hermione had already given everything to him in the past and he would not allow her to give up anything else for him. He would leave her alone for the night and they would talk about it the next day. So he grabbed a blanket and pillow out of the closet and crashed on the couch.

The next morning Harry woke up around 10 and looked around. Usually Hermione was already up and planning out the day. He went to his bedroom door and knocked. No sound came from the bedroom. He went for the doorknob and found that it wasn't locked. When he opened the door he saw what he feared the most.

The bed was neatly made and looked as if no one had slept in it. Also none of Hermione's clothes were in the closet and her toiletries were gone from the bathroom. She was gone. Then he saw a note on the table next to his bed. It explained to him that she had left and caught the earliest portkey back to Britain. She hadn't wanted to leave but she felt that it would have been too hard to stay there after what had happened.

She left he thought to himself. She had left without even saying goodbye. He knew it was his fault. If he hadn't been so damn noble he could have started the life he had always dreamed of with Hermione.

The note went up in flames in his hand after he had read it. The emotions he was feeling had made his magic burst out and destroyed the letter. After the letter burnt, he went next to his bed and pulled out the pictures that he had of him and Hermione. He looked at them and thought of what could have been. He spent the rest of the day in his bed until he had to get ready to perform at Tric

At Tric after his performance

Harry was sitting backstage after that night's performance drinking his sorrows away. He was thinking about picking up a couple of girls so he could forget about Hermione. That was until Julian walked in.

"What the hell is up with you man?" asked Julian. When he got no answer and saw Harry about to be on his fourth shot of Jack Daniels he asked, "Where's Hermione?"

"She left" was all the Harry said.

"So that's why you're like this. I knew something had to be up because that may have been the most depressing set I have ever seen anyone play and now I catch you on the verge of getting wasted. Let me guess you were about to go out to the floor and pick up and couple of girls and have a one night stand?" when he got no answer he knew he had hit it on the first try. "What happened? Why did she leave?"

Harry didn't want to talk about it but Julian was his best friend and he knew Julian wasn't going to let it go. "She left because I pushed her away. Last night when we go to my apartment we got into an argument about whether I was going back to Britain or not. I told her that I wasn't, and that I wasn't going to let her stay here and give up her life for me. Then this morning when I woke she was gone. She left three days early."

"Wow, you really are an idiot aren't you" stated Julian. When he saw the look on Harry's face he continued. "Look Harry, you love her and she loves you. She's given everything up for you so I understand why you won't let her stay here, but you're still being selfish" he knew Harry was about to try and respond so he continued. "This is when you can give something up for her. I know you love it here and Houston has grown on you, but it's not your home Harry. In all the years I've known you, I've never heard you call your place your home. Britain is your home. Hermione is your home. I don't know why you wouldn't go back. Your friends and family are there, and the only negative is the douche bag, but don't you think Hermione is worth it?"

Harry knew Julian was right. But he was scared. He didn't want to face the people from his past, namely Ron. He also didn't want all the attention he was going to get from the wizarding media if he did go back.

"She is. But I don't know Julian. I have a whole new life here, and not to mention I can't let Frank down and terminate the contract" responded Harry.

"You know the contract can be terminated at anytime and you know Frank would understand. The only question is what are you gonna do?" asked Julian.

Harry thought for a minute before responding. "I don't know."

Back in Britain

Hermione had been back for a day and had not left her flat. She had spent most of the day in bed, crying. Ginny and Luna knew she was back she had owled them but she had sealed her floo and wasn't answering her door. She didn't want to speak to anyone.

Her first night back had been horrible. She couldn't sleep. All she could think about was Harry. She felt horrible not even saying goodbye, but she knew it would have been too hard. She was not looking forward to going to work in a few days and knowing where Harry was but not being able to see him. She wasn't going to tell anyone where he was, she knew he wanted to be left alone and she would respect that.

Then she heard a knock at her door. It must be Ginny. Well I'm not going to answer.

She knew that sooner or later the knocking would go away. She knew Ginny had gone by a couple of hours earlier when she got a letter under the door from her saying she would be by later.

But after fifteen minutes the knocking continued. It was on and off, not a constant knocking. Whoever it was knew she was there but wasn't answering. Hermione decided to let it keep going but after another ten minutes it was getting annoying. It must be Ginny she is the only one with enough spirit to knock for twenty-five minutes.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming Ginny hold your horses" she yelled from her bedroom door.

When she got to the door she felt something odd but she shrugged it off. She undid the locks and wards and opened the door. What met here eyes surprised her.

There staring back at her were the piercing green eyes of one Harry Potter. She thought she was dreaming until she pinched herself.

"Harry?" was all she managed to say before his lips were on hers.

A/N: Alright done with this one. I'll probably update during the Thanksgiving break. This chapter was inspired by Goodnight Goodnight by Maroon 5. Please leave a review.