Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. Only Dashley, and she's an owl, so I don't own much. I do, however own my stupidity and a black Pug puppy named Gus in real life, but oh well. That isn't important on here.

Ron really did hurt. Now, he understood just really how much he hurt Hermione. He had screwed up, big time. And because of that, he would probably never have Hermione again. Now that saying really did make sense to him.
"'You always take something for granted, and then it's gone.'" Ron said aloud. Nothing would ever make more sense than this did to him. Nothing, ever.
Hermione turned her head away. She didn't feel like she could hold the tears in anymore. She just couldn't. They rolled down her cheeks freely, as if they had a life of their own, and Hermione had no control over them.
"How could I have been so stupid?" Hermione asked the wall. She was really asking Ron, but she was looking at the wall, and that made it seem that she was talking to the wall.
"What do you mean?" For just a moment, Ron thought that Hermione was going to take him back.
"I should have known something like this would have happened. I should have said no when you asked me out on that date." That moment passed, and the truth punched Ron in the stomach, hard. "I should have been thinking. I knew that when we broke up, we would never be able to be friends again. Because that something.. That feeling of what could have been would always be there, no matter what we did."
"Not to mention all of the pain that will always be there," Ron said, agreeing with Hermione. "I never should have asked you on that date. So there, we're both at fault."
"I'm so glad that we reached that. But Ron, just remember how much it hurts to date your friends before you ever ask another one for a date. Just remember what happened when you asked one of your best friends to go steady."
"I guess you really do learn from your mistakes then." Ron looked at the ground, and shifted his weight from side to side, thinking and reflecting. What would he do now? He couldn't marry Lavender. He didn't want to marry her. He would probably just sit alone, thinking about Hermione, and trying to forget her.
"I never knew something like this could hurt so much," Hermione commented absently. She too, was thinking about what she would do now. Work, probably. Trying to close out all of the pain like she had tried to before. She would probably become some kind of work-a-holic, trying to, again, forget about the rest of the world. About Hogwarts, about Harry, and especially about Ron. She would have to isolate herself from the world again. Just trying to forget about what could have been.
What could have been.

Me: Kind of sad. But, I didn't know where else to go. I still don't know where to go. This could be the last chapter of the story, but I don't know. If you have any ideas about where the story could go, please review and tell me. I think this was kind of a short story, but I didn't even think at first that it would even make it to be this long.