A/N: I know I am indecisive; it's part of my charm. Besides that though that is one of the reasons why I fail to own Harry Potter.
Summary: The war has taken it's toll on everyone in some way like they knew it would. Everyone's lives change after it and years later everyone wonders why is it that they made those decisions. There is still so much left unsaid and after it's said will it change anything between them or will they carry on. This story is loosely based of the song Can't Let Go by Landon Pigg. Enjoy!
Hermione sat down in front of the mirror at her parents' house as she applied lip gloss something she thought she swore she would never do. But tonight reluctantly she decided that she was going to attend the hospital banquet they were having to honor doctors.
Hermione herself had worked after getting official papers from Hogwarts stating that she had completed all mandatory schooling and became a nurse. She loved her job and even through it she had found wonderful people. Specifically she was a nurse for now but was still going through some schooling to become an OBGYN which was what she was really interested in.
She looked down at her chest holding over the spot that was the exact reason why she didn't become an Auror like Harry and Ron had done.
"Sometimes, I just wish that I could figure my own self out." Hermione sighed as she slipped into the black dress that she had picked out for that night out of her closet along with the matching bag.
She heard an owl tapping on her window in a hurried pace. She made her way over to it letting Hedwig come over and rest on her shoulder for a bit.
"Hedwig, you know where your perch is." Hermione said as she pulled of the note.
She bought a perch just for Hedwig whenever she came to deliver something.
Hermione,
Could you come visit me? I just feel like you're the only person that I can turn to in this.
Ginny
The letter was abrupt in Hermione's opinion and she secretly wondered what could cause such a need for immediate attention. Steven, one of the fellow nurses and the person that was trying to get to her lately was due to pick her up. She picked up her cell phone and called him.
He answered her on the third ring.
"Steven."
"Steven, it's me Hermione."
"Don't worry about it I'm almost there. I know everything has to be perfect but trust me you look beautiful just the way that you are."
Hermione couldn't help but blush at his praising words.
"Steven, don't even worry about it."
"Hermione."
Hermione could hear the exasperation in his voice the disappointment.
"Look, I would have loved to come but my friend she has this emergency and I need to be there for her."
"Tell me this, is this one of those real problems. Or just one of those girl problems?"
"Are you patronizing me, Steven?"
"N…"
Hermione hung up on him before he could even try to explain what he had just said to her.
How dare he?
Not bothering to change out of her outfit she grabbed a different purse.
"Mum, I'm stopping by Harry's house. Do you want anything while I'm gone?"
"No but tell those two I said hi."
"No problem." Hermione said.
Hermione apparated in front of her mother before she knew it she was in the home of Harry and Ginny Potter. She loved Grimmauld Place but it was not what she would ever consider a home for someone to live in permanently. Sure it had a lot of space but she couldn't deal with all of it. She remembered the countless times she had gotten lost in it and someone else could easily live in the home without you even knowing it.
Hermione smirked at the thought.
"Hermione what are you doing here?"
"I just came to talk to…"
"You came to talk to Ginny. And I assume that it's not girl talk."
'No," Hermione said giving him an inquisitive look as he ran his hands through his hair.
He looked as if he was getting ready to say something to her but closed his mouth in an after thought.
"I'm going out did you want anything."
"It's great to see you."
"It's great to see you to." Harry said as he hugged her.
Harry and Hermione both felt strange at the contact that they shared in that long hug.
They broke apart and Harry stared down at her.
"All three of us should get together sometime."
"I do…Why not?"
Hermione stuttered through all of those words. She still talked to Harry and Ron but it had now become awkward in their relationship as friends. They weren't the care free people that they used to be for some reason many past events putting a irreparable strain on their relationship.
In all honesty she hadn't meant for things to happen like this no one did but things just went like that.
Hermione climbed the stairs of the house not looking back at him as she could feel him staring holes into her. Then just as she approached the master bathroom door she heard a pop signaling that he was gone. She was glad, she now felt extremely better about the situation. She sent a simple rap on the door and was met immediately with a response.
"Come in." Hermione could hear Ginny's voice. She sounded absolutely terrible.
"What exactly has gotten you so upset?"
"Oh, Hermione, I don't think that this is working out so well between Harry and I, I just don't know anymore."