Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Eckles: you're reviews are the longest I've ever got. And I have to say it: do you learn psychology? Or something like that because you are good at analyzing personalities. However I have to say that the actions you suggest the characters take are obvious. I'm not resenting them I just don't think I'll use them. But thanks anyways. :-)

Hplovesme: lol. Good thing you read it from the start.

Rupertsgrl479: it's about time he'll find out don't you think? Poor thing…he is a little unaware.

PeppermintChick: I'm on you favorites? Oh yeah!

Bhekie: I'mguessing that yes, but it's only a guess… ;-)


Chapter Four

Anything for You

It's was a surreal picture, Harry on the couch by the fireplace, Ron on the armchair by the bookshelf and me on the sofa. "Well?" Harry whispered. We both remained quiet. "How long?" he demanded. I felt a lump in my throat. "I don't know how long." Ron suddenly said and broke the unbearable silence. "You don't know?" He turned to me and looked at me. "I don't know-" he was cut of by Harry. "I heard you already, you don't know!" but Ron shushed him quickly. "I don't know Harry, whether it's from the day I met her or the moment I saw her on the platform to the Hogwarts express." Harry became grim again and retreated back to the couch.

My mouth went dry and I turned to look at Ron. I met his ocean blue eyes. "I wish this never happened." I told him. "It would have happened anyways, love." He answered me and grinned lopsidedly and smiled back a small smile. "What makes you think?" his eyes suddenly sparkled. "Some things are just meant to be." I smiled at him but a pang of guilt came upon me when I saw Harry looking at us.

I got up from the sofa and set on my knees in front of Harry. He tried to ignore me but then I touched his knee and he squirmed at my touch. "Harry." He wasn't looking at me. "I'm an awful person. I know I am." He placed his hand on mine and looked at me. "You're a wonderful person, Hermione you know that." He rubbed my hand. "Please, don't make it harder then it is." He said and took my hand in his. "What are you talking about?" Ron asked and approached towards us. "We were never really happy, were we?" I felt a tear on my cheek and Harry whipped it away with his hand and I shook my head. "I always thought that this is what I'm supposed to do. Save the world and get the girl." He had the saddest smile. "I didn't realize I got someone else's girl."

Long after Harry left and took most of his belonging to Ginny's apartment, Ron and I still set on the sofa together and looked at the dieing fire. "I had a feeling it'll happen. I hoped it will." Ron said slowly and took a hold on my hand. "Do you think he'll ever forgive us?" I entwined my fingers with his. "He brought me here." Another moment of awkward silence came and went. I looked at Ron and he looked at me. We stared at each other for a few more moments. He suddenly got up and stood in front of me and reached his hand out. I hesitated for a moment and reluctant to give him my hand. "Do you trust me?" he asked me. I got up and gave him my hand.


A/N: this is not the end. I repeat this is NOT the end!

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