Someday You'll Love Me

Chapter Three- Hermione

"I object," I say needlessly for a third time just to make sure that everyone has heard me. But from the looks going all around…maybe it wasn't a good idea to clarify my objection.

"You object," I hear someone--who I think is Gabrielle but cannot be sure as the only person I am looking at is you--say. "Object to what?"

At this, I finally pull my attention to someone other than you. If there is one thing that I absolutely have no tolerance for, it is ignorant questions. I know that people always say that no question is a stupid question…but they are wrong. If you already know the answer to something, do not bloody ask it.

"I should think that would be obvious," I respond shortly.

You finally seem to snap out of your trance as you slowly decide on an action. "Hermione and I need to talk." When everyone stands still looking at you expectantly, you clarify with annoyance, "alone. We need to talk alone."

You begin to walk towards the house, and gesture for me to follow you. I notice Gabrielle out of the corner of my eye as she makes a move to follow, but Bill holds her back. I always knew that I liked Bill.

You sit down in the nearest seat and close your eyes as you rub your temples slowly. Suddenly I feel like a child about to be reprimanded and I realize that for the first time our positions are reversed, it is you deciding on a lecture to give me.

"Hermione," you start. I wait for something, anything…but you say nothing else.

"Yes?" I finally state, just to break the uncomfortable silence.

You sigh heavily, "why?"

Not exactly what I was looking for. You finally know that I love you, and all you have to say is why? "Why what, Ron?"

"Why did you just do that?"

I feel a blush rise to my cheeks. "I think that should be rather self-evident."

"No," you say as you rise in anger, "it isn't. This is my wedding rehearsal, Hermione. You have known about this wedding for eight months, and you wait until now to tell me that you object?"

"Well, better late then never, right?"

"Better never than in front of Gabrielle and my entire family," you counter immediately.

I look away in guilt that I had created an uncomfortable situation for Ron's family, whom I had grown to love as much as my own. "I…I didn't mean to object. It just happened."

"So you don't object then?"

"No, I do object. I just didn't mean to object with such abysmal timing."

"Well," you say with sarcasm, "that makes it alright then, doesn't it?"

I sigh and look away. "Whatever, Ron. You have no clue what it's like for me."

"No clue? Hermione, dear, you need to find a clue. I gave you the greater part of a decade to be with me, all you had to do was say one word…but it's too late now."

"Too late?" I echo. "Why? I mean, I know that you are getting married…but if you love me, Ron, don't you think that we owe ourselves the chance just to try?"

"Because it isn't up to you anymore, Hermione. It isn't your choice to decide that we should be together, if it was something that could be determined by one person, believe me; we would have been married straight out of Hogwarts."

I feel myself beginning to panic; this isn't how it was supposed to work out. "But…I love you."

"And?"

"And? Ron, why are you being like this?"

"Being like what, someone that's been scorned by love for years now? Honestly, Hermione, I'm just done with the utter drama that is our relationship, or, should I say, lack thereof. So, here is what I am going to do: I am going to go back outside, kiss Gabby on the cheek and reassure her that everything is fine. I am then going to finish my wedding rehearsal, go home, go to bed, and then tomorrow I am going to get married."

"Just like that?" I respond. "You are going to give me up, just as simple as all that?"

You shrug. "I wouldn't call it simple, but yeah, I am giving you up. It's just too late, Hermione. I'm sorry."

"Yeah…sure you are. Well, go on, Ron, you have someone to go marry. Someone that isn't me."

You stare at me for a moment and look as though you are about to do something…but then you turn around and do exactly as you had promise me you would do. And I can actually feel my heart shattering.

A/N-sorry it took so long to get on with this, and, I apologize for the shortness. But I really didn't have anything else for Hermione to say, the rest needs to come from Ron. And, of course, this has ended up being longer than three chapters. I'm upping it to four…or maybe five. Lol, it will end sometime soon. Most likely, that is.