Harry's POV

That weekend, Hermione took Harry back to the wizarding world, to Diagon Alley, where they would be able to withdraw some money from Harry's bank account and buy some items that he would need. All around them, people were pointing and muttering, "Isn't that Harry Potter?" and "That can't be Harry Potter, he is dead." Harry was too busy admiring the new stores that had been opened to pay attention. "Good lord, will you look at that shop, they must have a gazillion different flavored lollipops."

"Oh my god, can't they just shut the bloody hell up?" Hermione sighed exasperated.

Harry chuckled. "So what are we going to get?"

"What do you need?"

"Robes, a new broom?" His face brightened as he remembered his childhood love.

"No way are you riding a broom with that knee." Hermione stuck her hands on her hips.

"You're not my m—" Harry suddenly stopped mid sentence. "Nimbus 4000." His face glowed like a child opening a long awaited Christmas present.

"Come on," Hermione grabbed his wrist and wrenched him away from the window where the broom was displayed. "We should get your money first."

"Wait, I don't have my key." Harry sighed.

"I have it, now COME ON!" She half pulled, half pushed Harry up the Gringott stairs and was finally able to withdraw a good amount of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts.

"Hey, can we take a break, this knee of mine is starting to stiffen up." Harry motioned to his right knee.

"Oh, okay, why don't we grab some Wanilla ice-cream at the ice-cream shoppe?" Hermione smiled. "My treat."

Harry laughed. "Alright." He took a seat on a shaded bench outside of the store while Hermione went in to purchase ice cream.

[Door bell rings]

"Here you go." Hermione handed a huge ice cream cone to Harry.

"Wow, I haven't had these in ages!" Harry eagerly devoured his ice cream.

"Whoa slow down there." Hermione swept a hand through her hair, and the silver ring glistened in the sunlight.

Harry stared thoughtfully at the ring.

"I can't believe you kept this silly thing." He muttered, taking Hermione's hand and twisting the silver ring around her finger.

She snatched her hand away. "It's not silly."

"What was it? The stupid promise ring that I gave you when we were going out?" Harry's face betrayed no emotions. "You don't have to feel obligated to wear it." His eyes had turned into a dull green slate.

"I want to wear it. It was the only thing I had to remember you with." Tears welled up in her eyes.

Harry saw them and turned a shade of red. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way. Really."

"Harry, it's been hard for me too, ok? Maybe it doesn't seem like it, but I never forgave myself for letting you go and not saying goodbye. I thought it was my fault that you didn't come back. I was so scared when I saw the aurors flying back, I was so scared that I would never see you again." Hermione buried her face in her hands.

"Look, I'm sorry, I know how hard it was for you." He pulled her into a hug and held her tightly. He whispered in her hair, "I would never hurt you intentionally." Harry could feel the wetness of her tears on his chest, but he never felt more alive. Once again he had Hermione in his arms, even if it was only for a short-lived moment. "I wish you had given me a chance. Just one chance to prove to you that I could be the man of your dreams."

Hermione wiped her tears away. "Harry, it would have never worked. We are like brother and sister. There is no way that a brother and sister could ever have a romantic relationship. I do love you, just as a sister would love her brother. Please understand and be happy with my marriage to Draco, okay?"

Harry nodded curtly and stood up. "I understand."

"Harry please don't be mad at me." Hermione looked as if she would start crying again.

"We have work to do." walked away without turning back. 'Why did I do that?' He thought. 'It's not her fault. It's mine. It's all mine, so why am I taking it out on her?' His mind spun with questions and guilt.

Hermione's POV

'What was it? Their fifth time fighting since Harry had come back? And he had only come back three days ago.' Hermione sighed. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Of all the dreams she had had in which Harry had come back, none of them ever ended like this. Meekly, she followed behind Harry, keeping enough distance between them.

[hours later]

Together, Harry and Hermione returned to her mother's house. Harry had an armful of purchases, including new robes, a new wand, and the Nimbus 4000 that had seen sitting in the window. He was also carrying many sheets of papers, advertising prospective houses.

"Hi you guys, did you have fun?" Greeted Ginger as she stepped aside to let Harry and Hermione through.

"It was fine thank you Mrs. Granger." Harry forced a smile.

"Just lovely, mom." Bit Hermione.

"Mummy, mummy, mummy! Look." Dave came running over to Hermione who kneeled down and gave him a hug. "Look at my first loose tooth." He said, gently wiggling the tooth with his tongue.

"Oh that's wonderful Dave, where's daddy and Paige?" She stood up and waited for someone to walk down the stairs.

"They went to the park, honey." Ginger smiled. "Draco said that they would be home for dinner."

Harry's POV

Harry stood off to the side, watching the events unfold like he was watching a movie. A movie featuring a perfect family, in a perfect world, with a perfect life. 'What would have happened if Hermione had chosen him over Draco? Would we have two children? Would we be happy?' Harry mused at the thought, but left it at that. Hermione had her own family now. It was he who was out of place.

"Harry?" Ginger asked, snapping him out of his thoughtful trance. "Dinner in 10 minutes."

"Oh yea, thanks." He forced a smile and headed up the stairs to his room.

Upon reaching his room, he lay down on his bed, twirling his new wand in amusement as he watched sparks fly out every which way. Once he found a house, he would be able to get as far away from this place as possible. He no longer wanted to be reminded of his past.

Oh i know..its so short! like i said, i have writer's block, and i want to get some feedback from you guys before i start writing again :(

Maybe I should end it now? Well, I guess that's what I'm going to have to do until I figure out a good way to end the story :D