Figure It Out
As I sat at the kitchen table I wondered what I had just let happened. Who exactly did I let out of my life? I felt a bubble grow inside the back of my throat. I wanted to burst out crying. I climbed on top of the table and reached up inside the hanging lamp. I pulled out my bottle of muggle vodka. I hid there when we first moved in. I poured my self a glass and walked to the master bedroom and collapsed on the bed. My eyes stung as I closed them. I felt them fill up with tears. I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes.
I didn't think I'd be able to live without Ron. He was my savior. He saved me from anything and everything living. Harry, my parents, my boss, but most of all, he saved me from myself. Ron was like my conscious. He helped me correct all my wrongs. He was funny, handsome, caring, smart. I couldn't stand to think of what life would be like without Ron.
There was a tap at the window. My heart jumped. Maybe it was him. I looked over. It was dark but I could make out the shape of an owl. My heart sank but then skipped a beat. Maybe he sent an owl to me. I rushed over to the window and let the owl in. I untied the letter and it went off into the dead of the night. I looked at the envelope. There was no name on it. With my hands shaking I opened it. In an instant I knew it wasn't from Ron. It was a girl's handwriting. My heart sank again as I read the letter.
Hey Harry, baby-
I sure do miss you. I'm glad you're coming home tonight. Maybe I can see you soon and we can experiment some more of what we didn't finish the other day, if you know what I mean. I can't wait to see you and your big
I couldn't read anymore. It was just too sickening. Harry was—was cheating on me? I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. And he was coming home tonight? He had been gone for 5 days already and wasn't coming home until the day after tomorrow.
My Savior
I sat in the armchair by the door all day and waited for Harry to come home. The letter was in my hand. Around 13:30 pm I heard footsteps at the door. I heard a girl giggling. My eyes widened. It was her. I couldn't believe it. He was bringing her here.
"Oh Harry you're so funny," she laughed. I heard the key lock turn in the door. I stood up. He swung the door open to find me standing there with my arms crossed over my chest. His eyes grew four times bigger than their normal size. The woman's laugh stopped abruptly and turned into a small "ugh."
"Hello Harry," I said. "And who's this?"
"Er--," he stuttered, "Erm, Hermione I think we should take a break," he said quickly.
I just rolled my eyes. What an asshole. "Whatever," I said with a disgusted look on my face. I walked into the bedroom and picked up my two pre-packed suitcases.
"All I have to say is don't you dare come crawling back to my doorstep after this hoe dogs you," I said and walked out of the door. I walked down the street a little ways crying my eyes out. It started to rain. I finally sat on the curb and pulled my knees up to my chest.
I didn't know why I was taking it so hard. I knew I didn't love him. I knew it after I saw Ron's face after Harry had asked me to marry him. But I still couldn't believe he had done that to me.
"Hermione," I heard someone call. "Is that you?"
I looked up. It was person I wanted it most to be. The boy of my dreams. My only one. My savior. "Ron," I said feeling my tears fall down my cheeks. He ran to me.
"What happened?" he asked with a concerned look in his eye.
"H-Harry cheated on me," I cried into his shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me.
"You love him don't you?" he asked looking down. I looked up into his eyes.
"No," I said. "No I don't. I love you." With that I lifted his chin as I did such a short while ago and kissed him.
A/N: Ok that's it. The end. No more. Happy ending right? I know Harry seems a little out of character. But this is my story not yours.