Chapter 2: Talking to the Third Musketeer
"Really Harry she's gone mental!" Ron informed his best friend.
"Why does it matter?" Harry replied even though he knew the answer.
"It doesn't." Ron stated but he still couldn't fool Harry.
"Yes it does. Admit it, you're jealous."
"Of what? Tom? HA! That's got to be a joke why would I ever be jealous of
Tom?" Ron said making himself laugh because the idea was absurd.
"I don't know you tell me."
Taking a deep breath Ron said softly, "Because I love her."
"What was that?" Harry couldn't help smiling.
"I LOVE HER! I LOVE HERMIONE!" Ron yelled. He admitted it, to Harry and to
himself. "I always have! I knew that I did fourth year when I thought I
would loose her to Krum. I love her."
"So go do something about it." Harry was relieved his friend finally got a
clue.
"Your right! I still can give her a reason. I mean the wedding isn't till
next week. I now have the best reason. She will have no choice but to call
it off. Thanks Harry!" Ron said and left in the best mood.

Harry and Hermione sat in Harry's flat playing chess. Hermione's mind was
not on the game. Harry could tell she was thinking of Ron but wasn't going
to talk about it till she mentioned it.
"So...um...has anything interesting happen lately?" Hermione asked trying not
to sound too eager.
"No, not really," Harry answered carelessly.
"Oh." Hermione said unhappily at Harry's words. "You haven't seen Ron
lately?"
"Hermione, if you want to know how he's doing just ask."
"Ok, fine. How is he?" She was dying to know if Ron talked about their
argument.
"Good."
"Good? Good? HE"S GOOD!" Hermione was getting annoyed. How dare Ron be good
after an argument like that!
"Yeah, good," Harry tried to hold back a smile. He knew that Hermione cared
about Ron, more then friends should.
"He didn't tell you about the fight we had?!" She was now mad at Harry.
"No, he did. He's just use to you guys fighting." This wasn't the truth of
course but Harry couldn't tell her how Ron really felt.
"Well, I'm glad he's use to it! He should be use to it! I shouldn't care
this much. We fight all the time, why shouldn't I be use to it?"
"Because this time it's different" Harry informed Hermione.
"How is it different?" She asked questionily, standing up out of anger.
"You're getting married, of course it's different. Everything's going to
change!"
"It didn't when you and Ginny got married!"
"Yes, that's because we were all friends."
"Your right. Ron has never liked any guys I know. He's scared that I'm
going to forget all about you guys. I won't, I promise. But why does he
have to be so stupid about it. He even questioned why I'm marrying Tom! Can
you believe that?"
"Yes. Its Ron, Hermione come on. Think about it!"
"What? He has no right to ask me why I'm marrying Tom."
"Well, did you answer him?"
"Of course. I told him that Tom asked me so I said yes. And he will make me
happy. I should have said that I marrying him because I love him. Here I'll
say it now, I love Ron!" Hermione gasped and clapped her hands to her
mouth.
"What did you say?" Harry stood up and looked straight at her, a huge smile
crept on his face.
"I love Tom," Hermione tried to take back what she just said.
"No, you said you love Ron. Ron not Tom!"
"No, I didn't."
"Yes, you did."
"Ok I did. But by accident, I didn't mean it!" Hermione said now so
confused about her feelings. How could she let that slip!
Harry was smiling. He knew Hermione loved Ron, but she wasn't going to wait
for ever. That's why she said yes to Tom. He could make her happy. But she
and Ron belonged together. Harry could only hope that Ron wouldn't screw
his last chance up.
"Um...I better get going...I...um...have to meet Tom or something. You know the
wedding in a couple of days. I'll see you later. Sorry Harry." She left
still unable to believe what she was truly feeling.

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