Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and Co. or this chapter's song "If You're Not The One" by Daniel Bedingfield.

A/N: Hey! as asked in some reviews, here is a continuation. As with last time there is a song themed chapter. Yeah that what I will call this, song themed. If you've never heard the song then download it and then read the story. It makes it that much better. Please read A/N at end of chapter!

Chapter Two-Ron: If You're Not The One

"If you're not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?

If you're not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?

If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call

If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all"

Ron awoke from peaceful slumber with a wide grin upon his face. Dreaming about Hermione always did that to him. His subconscious telling him he didn't get enough of her while he was awake so he got more while he dreamt. He got out of bed and stretched still happy until he remembered, dreaming about Hermione would be the only way he could be with her. Because their relationship was over. She wasn't his anymore. She wasn't the one.

"I never know what the future brings

But I know you are here with me now

We'll make it through

And I hope you are the one I share my life with"

Ron sat dejectedly back upon the bed. The dream had been wonderful. It hadn't even been that much. In it he sat outside in the grass under a great tree behind the Burrow. Hermione sat with him; he had his arms wrapped around her. Her head rested against his chest. Neither spoke. Both just felt that being together was all they needed, no words. If felt so right, like it would never end. But it did. The minute he woke up.

"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand

If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?

Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"

"What was I supposed to do?" Ron questioned aloud, feeling as if he had to defend himself. "She was the one who suggested the whole it's over thing, not me." Thinking back to the break-up often angered Ron. It seemed like he just ran away from the situation. She said it was over and he just agreed and left. Even if he didn't really want to but still what was he supposed to do?

"If I don't need you then why am I crying on my bed?

If I don't need you then why does your name resound in my head?

If you're not for me then why does this distance maim my life?

If you're not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?"

The idea that everything that he and Hermione had shared was gone saddened Ron. Sitting on his bed he looked back to how he had actually come home later after the evening it had ended and when it had all sunk in he cried. Cried. He sat in his room for the next few days thinking about Hermione. He hadn't cried that way since he was a little boy. He had gone to the bathroom one day and Ginny had caught him with his eyes completely red and puffy.

"Ron, are you okay? You gonna be alright." Ginny had gently asked him. "You haven't eaten much lately and you stay in your room so much, I'm just kinda worried."

"Yeah, I'm fine." He lied. He couldn't tell her that his heart was broken. It was later that day that Harry came over and encouraged him to go and spend the evening with a group of their friends. He was almost sure that Ginny had suggested it.

Just then there was a knock on his door. Ginny poked her head in. "Mornin' Ron, I just made breakfast its downstairs if you wanna come and get some." He mumbled a "thanks" and went to his dresser to get a shirt when he spotted the little blue box in the drawer. He opened it. It was the ring he had intended to give to Hermione. He shut the box and threw it back it the draw.

"Not good for anything now." He said and then headed downstairs.

"I don't know why you're so far away

But I know that this much is true

We'll make it through

And I hope you are the one I share my life with

And I wish that you could be the one I die with

And I pray in you're the one I build my home with

I hope I love you all my life"

Ron sat quietly thoughtful during much of breakfast. He and Ginny were the only ones there and she seemed to respect his silence. Seeing the ring had made him remember some things he had looked forward to. They had fought so many times before. And in the end it only took and apology and a kiss to make everything better. But this time she felt so far away. There was no way that was all it would take to bring them back together. The ring had symbolized everything he had felt and began to hope for after 3 years with her.

"Do you miss her so much that you can't even eat?" Ginny's voice rang over his thoughts.

Without even thinking he replied, "She was my whole world, the only person I wanted to be with......forever." Realizing what he had said he looked up at his sister. Her eyes glazed over.

"You really love her and she loves you too, I know it." She told him. He couldn't help but think that she used to love him. She didn't anymore and in that case his feelings didn't matter. He could love her forever but what difference would that make.

"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand

If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am

Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"

Once again silenced filled the kitchen. If he knew that he didn't want this to end why couldn't he just tell her? Some small flicker of hope he held out for, told him that maybe, just maybe she would feel the same way. Just then a very familiar looking owl flew into the window and dropped a letter right in front of him. He immediately recognized the way Ron was written across the front.

"Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away

And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today

'Cause I love you, whether it's wrong or right

And though I can't be with you tonight

And know my heart is by your side"

The letter caused something inside of Ron to flicker. He had missed her so much that all he need was a letter from Hermione to make his heart feel light once more. He opened the letter and read its small message. Getting his things from her would mean closure, he already knew. But the idea brought him joy he hadn't felt since the break-up. Going to Hermione's to get his things would mean he would get to see her one more time. The one person he loved so much that it took his breath away. Maybe he wouldn't be able to be with her forever. But one more time to be with her would help him.

"I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand

If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am

Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?"

Ron jumped up and got a piece of paper and a quill. It was Sunday and though he didn't have to work, he had promised to help his mum out. He wouldn't be able to go see her (the idea of getting his things was secondary) until that Saturday. He read the letter again. "Love, Hermione" it had ended. If only she knew. He sent a reply telling her he would be there on Saturday. Afterwards he jumped out of his seat and kissed Ginny on the head thanking her for the absolutely lovely breakfast, (which he suddenly had the appetite to eat) and headed back to his room to get dressed.

He was made for Hermione. He knew this, his heart told him. He looked out the window, breathed deep and whispered to the wind

"Hermione, If you're not the one..."

A/N: Well here you have it the second chapter of my song themed (you know you love it) story. Why song themed you ask? Because it's a story built around a song. The story has happened but the songs just emphasize it. (Okay, okay I'm just trying to be fancy) Anyway I hope you enjoyed it. And please review, if only to say you like it. And last but not least a quick note to my so far reviewers.

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