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Now, this chapter is really depressing for us Harry and Hermione fans and, especially for Harry...I was crying while I was typing it...

Don't Hate Me!

Chapter Ten: The Four Words

"Do you really?" Harry asked several minutes later.

"What?" Hermione asked, confused.

"Love him, I mean, do you really love him?" Harry stared into her brown eyes.

Hermione's eyes rolled down to her shoes. Why is he asking me? Is he...jealous?...Well... Hermione talked to herself...do you? Do you really love Ron? "Er..."Hermione started. Harry sat at the edge of his seat. You DO love him! Well...I did...but know, I feel like I belong with—DON'T SAY IT GRANGER! "Er...I—"

Ding Dong! The doorbell rung. Harry's stomach tightened. "Quick, Harry, go into the kitchen, I want this to be a surprise."

Harry got up and walked into the kitchen. His palms began to sweat, and he was pacing back and forth. His heart was beating fast. He was about to meet his best mate that he hadn't spoken to in years.

"Ron!" Hermione called. Harry peered through an opening in the wall. Hermione was hugging an older version of the Ron he remembered. His stomach tightened.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Ron asked. "I'm glad you're back. You should have told me about the crash earlier, I would have come to help you."

"Actually, Ron," Hermione said. "I had a lot of help from the person who crashed into me. In fact, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here right now." Harry's stomach loosened.

"Him?" Ron asked. "It was a man?"

"Oh, Ron," Hermione rolled her eyes. "You have to meet him! I think you might know him...he said he knows you..."

"Well...I guess...did you invite him here?" Ron said stiffly.

Hermione nodded. "He's in the kitchen..." She led the way into the kitchen.

Harry stood leaned against counter, his hands in his pockets. Ron froze at the site of him.

"Hello...Ron," Harry said.

Ron stood, with his mouth open. "Harry?" Harry nodded.

Hermione stood in the middle looking from Harry to Ron, anxiously waiting. Harry took his hands out of his pockets and stretched out his arm to Ron. "I'm sorry."

Ron looked at the hand and then to Harry again. He smiled, and took his hand. Harry and Hermione beamed at him. Harry pulled Ron into a hug. (A/N: This isn't slash! Get your minds out of the gutter! Hehe!)

"Harry Potter and Ron Weasley," Hermione said with a smile. "The best of friends."

"Well, what about Hermione Granger? Huh, Hermy?" Harry said. He put one of his arms around her neck and the other around Ron's. "The Golden Trio."

"And then," Ron laughed. "Remember when Harry came back from the D.A. meeting and told us that he kissed Cho Chang?" They laughed.

"And remember your date, Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Actually, I was trying to forget that, but thanks for bringing that up," Harry said. He couldn't when he ever had this much fun. He was with Ron and Hermione, his best friends in the whole world.

"What about Rita Skeeter?" Ron said. "Harry Potter's Heartache." They all laughed. "Oh, her lies were so fake! They could never happen!"

Harry looked at Hermione and back to Ron. Never? He thought. His stomach, once again, tightened. "Yeah...right." Harry chocked out.

Hermione looked at him. His eyes read sadness. So...maybe it is true. Maybe...just maybe...the famous Harry Potter fancies—

"Hermione!" Ron called.

"Huh? What?" she was lost in thought.

"I asked about Vicky," he smiled.

"Don't call him Vicky!" Hermione sighed. "I'm over him..."

"Are you also over spew?" Harry asked.

"It's called S.P.E.W!" Hermione said. "And even though I still think House-Elves should have rights, I haven't done anything with S.P.E.W...yet." Harry and Ron exchanged looks.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione talked all night about their past and Harry and Hermione's adventure. (Though they left out the part when they were sleeping in the same bed.) They didn't realize that it was about one in the morning.

"Woah!" Harry said looking at the clock. "It's nearly one...I have to be getting home soon...I decided that my 'break' is over."

"Oh, Harry, do you have to go?" Hermione said. "This has been really fun."

"Yeah, I know, it's just...you know...well, I'll see you, Hermy." Harry said. "And you, Ron, I'll see you at work. Ron? You okay?"

Ron seemed to slightly shaking and was extremely red. "Ron, what's wrong?" Hermione asked. He looked at her.

"Hermione, I have to do something before I loose the guts to do it," he said. Harry stomach tightened.

"Okay?" Hermione said confused. Ron took a deep breath and started. He kneeled down on one knee. Hermione gasped. Harry stood wide-eyed.

And tightened.

"Hermione Jane Granger," he said.

And tightened.

He slipped a diamond ring on her ring finger.

And tightened.

"Will you marry me?"

And tightened.

Hermione looked like she was struck by lightning. She was breathing fast. "Oh...Ron," she said. Marry?! MARRY!? M-A-R-R-Y?! Holy crap! MARRY?! She couldn't believe it. Ron was proposing to her. But what about Harry? Harry...

Ron was looking at her, inpatient. "Hermione?"

And tightened.

She looked at him, on the verge of tears. She gave a quick glance to Harry, who was determined to look at the floor under Hermione. "Er..." She gulped. "Er...I...er...Yes...Ron...I will...marry you..."

Harry stomach tightened so much, that it broke. Ron yelled out, "Yes! Yes!" and immediately started kissing her.

Harry backed away from Ron and Hermione, like they were a pair of poisonous snakes. His breathing became uneven and short. He felt as if his heart was going to stop right then and there.

Ron and Hermione broke apart, still looking at looking into each other's eyes. Harry, still moving backward, crashed into the a table, knocking over books. Ron and Hermione looked at him.

"Oh...I'm s-sorry....er..." Harry couldn't speak. Something was stuck in his throat. He swallowed. two are g-great together..."

"Thanks, mate," Ron said with a smile.

"Er...I'm going to go now..." Harry said. "G-Good-night..." Harry swallowed again, and turned to leave.

Hermione opened her mouth to call after him, but nothing came out. She watched him take his keys and walk out the door, without looking back once.

Harry slammed his car door, making a dark gray cat start hissing at him.

"Shut UP!" Harry said. He knew that yelling at a random cat was pointless, but he felt he needed to let it out. "No one gives a damn about you!" The cat stared at him. Harry had the sudden urge to kick it, but instead he stomped into his house.

He jerked the door to his room open so forcefully, that picture frames fell and shattered. He ignored them. He fell onto to the bed, without bothering about changing. He hated them. All of them. Hermione, Ron, Dumbledore, Allie...everyone.

He watched the clocks' arm moving. His thoughts had gone wild. Who cares about them! I know I don't! It's good for them! Like I even give a damn! Harry reached into his pockets and took out a crumpled, folded, piece of paper...his poem.

He unfolded it and read the lines. Everytime I try to fly, I fall without my wings, I feel so small. I guess I need you, baby. Such rage poured through his body, that he ripped the paper in half, and then in fourths. He crumpled it up and through it onto the ground.

He watched it just sitting there for several minutes, until he's focus moved toward his corner table. A picture frame with him, Hermione, and Ron stood upright next to his glasses. (A/N: Which he wears sometimes) He picked it up and scanned it. Hermione stood in the middle, with he arms around the two boys, and Harry and Ron waving. He remembered that it was taken in his sixth year.

He removed the brads from the back, and gazed upon the photo. He flipped it over and noticed writing on the back. Ron and Hermione had signed it. Harry read Ron's message:

Hey mate!

This year went by really quickly! I can't wait for next year! I promise as soon as I get the word, I will get you out of those Muggle's house. Try to have a good summer (if possible) If you ever need me, for anything, please tell me. See you later!

Your best mate forever— Ron

Harry smiled. His heart finally slowed down. He read Hermione's message:

Dear Harry,

This was one of the greatest years ever! The fact that you and Ron were always by my side made me extremely happy. I hope you can get away from those Muggles soon. Please keep in touch. Promise that we'll have as much fun next year as we did this one. We'll be there for you no matter what.

Love—Hermione

Harry felt like a real jerk. If you ever need me, for anything, please tell me...The fact that you and Ron were always by my side made me extremely happy...We'll be there for you no matter what...

"What kind of immature bastardam I?" Harry rubbed his eyes. "I should be happy for them, instead I'm freakin' jealous" He sighed and carefully placed the picture back on the desk.

He stared at the ceiling. She loves him. He loves her. He would just have to live with it. "I'll be there for them...no matter what..."

He got up and picked up the crumpled pieces of Everytime and got out some tape, and taped it back together. He looked at the writing carefully. He held it close to his heart. "I want you to be happy...even if you're not with me." A single tear ran down his cheek.

Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, was crying.

A/N: It broke my heart while I was writing this chapter! I felt so sorry for Harry, this boy has gone though so much horrible stuff. I felt like killing Ron and Hermione!! How could I been so evil?!I was crying through the whole thing!

I hoped you liked it, everyone probably hates me now, but hang tight! I'm not done with the story yet!

Please tell me what you think of it so far. Any suggestions or constructive criticism is always welcome!

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