Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and fellow characters or the song "I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me" by Expose.
A/N: Another song fic for me. I'm on a 80s music kick. But if this shows potential I have ideas for continuing it. If you've never heard the song before download and then read the story it helps. That's what I always do. Anyways without further ado I present to you.

"I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me"

"I hear you're taking the town again

Having a good time, with all your good town friends

I don't think that you think of me

You're on your own now, and I'm alone and free

I know that I should get on with my life

but a life lived without you could never be right..."

Hermione looked down into the massive sized box. In it she had put many of Ron's things. What would she need with them now? It was over. All over. And apparently she was the only affected by this break-up. She had talked to Ginny a week ago, that had only been one week since the break-up and she said he had gone out to the Three Broomsticks with Harry and some other friends. Well if he didn't care, she wouldn't either. She sighed and sat down on the floor realizing this wasn't true. For some stupid reason she just couldn't let it go.

"As long as the stars shine down from the heaven

As long as the rivers run to the sea

I'll never get over you, getting over me"
She felt like crying. But she had promised herself no more crying that was all she had done for the past two weeks.

"I bet he hasn't cried." She said aloud to herself. "Ginny said that he'd been just fine for the last seven days." She talked to the only thing that appeared to be listening to her, which just happened to be Crookshanks and a big stuffed brown teddy bear Ron had given her. Once again she resigned to just sighing. She'd done nothing for the past week but drag herself around thinking about her and Ron.

"I bet he hasn't even thought of me. He can do all the things he wanted to now that he doesn't have to worry about me." At least that's what she told Ginny.
"I try to smile so the hurt won't show

Tell everybody, that I was glad to see you go

But the tears just won't go away

Loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay

I know that I ought to find someone new

but all I find is myself always thinking of you..."

When she had talked to Ginny a week earlier, it had taken all her reserves to sound as cheerful as possible and very unaffected by this break- up. She recalled the conversation.

"Of course I'm fine Ginny why wouldn't I be. We're both getting what we want out of this. In fact I'm going to gather his things up and send them back. I could use the extra space anyway." She happily added with a laugh.

The minute the conversation with Ginny was over, Hermione broke into a new fit of tears. It was another week before she was able to deal with his stuff and get a box to put it in. Everything went into the box. His awards, trophies from Quidditch, two of his maroon sweaters with a giant R, presents he had given her, cards and poems and so much more. When she had finally finished, her apartment seemed very empty, and suddenly very lonely. The same way she felt. She had only left one thing, a picture from graduation. She and Ron had been hugging and smiling. She was keeping it because it was one of the better graduation pictures. Not because it had been the beginning of their three-year relationship.

"As long as the stars shine down from the heaven

As long as the rivers run to the sea

I'll never get over you, getting over me"
"I hate him." She said to Crookshanks and the teddy bear. "I really hate him," she told them again trying to sound convincing. "He's a fool. And I don't have time for bloody fools." She reached down and closed the box.

"There, that's all of his stuff. Out of sight, out of mind." But as she looked around her apartment, she realized everything reminded her of him. Stuff that was hers, even looking at Crookshanks made her think of him. (Mainly because he didn't like Crookshanks.)

"No matter what I do,

It's not a lifetime to live through

I can't go on like this, I need your touch

you're the only one I'll ever love..."

Hermione sat on the couch, tapping her foot furiously and squeezing her eyes tight. She hadn't cried all day and wasn't about to start now. "It's not fair." She yelled causing Crookshanks to run away. She stared at the teddy bear as tears ran down her face. "Why do I still need him? Why do I have to keep thinking about him? Why can't I just not love him anymore." She pulled the teddy bear close to herself. He was the only one who would comfort her now.

"As long as the stars shine down from the heaven

As long as the rivers run to the sea

I'll never get over you, getting over me"

Hermione dried her face and sat down at the dining room table. She started a letter to Ron. It took several tries before it was right. She could have just dropped them off but if he came and got his things she would get another chance to see him. One last time.

Ron,

I've gathered your things and I think it would only be right if I returned them to you. Owl back and tell me when it is convenient for you to pick them up. They are in a box so you will need a way to transport them back. Thanks!

Love, Hermione

She didn't even bother scratching out the love part. True feelings always did come out in writings. Instead she tied it to her owl's leg and sent him on his way. Whispering softly as he flew out the window.

"Ron, I'll never get over you getting over me."
A/N: Hey that was just a record time for me writing a story. Woohoo! Hey if you read this send a review. Say if you liked it, if you didn't if you want me to tell me more. Send a review even if all it says is "I read your story." I wanna know if anyone is interested, cuz if they are I will turn this into a story. Thanks so much for reading. Much Love ---TReader