2-Ron is right... Hermione's Pov

Thirty-six months and two weeks ago, Harry defeated Lord Voldemort.

Thirty-seven months ago, my parents were murdered in two flashes of green light, asleep in their bed, Avada Kedavra curses by Lord Voldemort's Deatheaters.

Three years ago, Harry, Ron and I graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Thirty-five months ago, we moved into this flat, three bedrooms, one for each of us.. Harry's inheritance is the only reason we can afford it.

Deep breath.

I wish there was something I could do to help Harry... he has yet to get fully over that night.. but all I'd really like to see is even a slight improvement in my best friend..

He goes about his day roboticly..

Ron says I do as well, and maybe for once the red-head is right..

ah, who am I kidding? I concede! Ron is right for the first time EVER!

But, I'm not going to tell him that, will not admit that.

I'm not saying I'm always right either and I'll admit that.

I'll admit this though, I HAVE been reading much too often in the past three years, Ron is right about that one as well.

Bloody Hell! Damn, now I'm saying Ron's words.

I really dislike you right now, Ron Weasley.

I'm going crazy!

When has Ron ever been right? When? Ah!

I think I should find a psychologist and talk things out.. but how, without revealing too much.. My mind has gone into overdrive!

I should just go to sleep, go home and sit in my room, in the dark for the rest of my fucking life, it would be better then watching one friend wallow in his own misery while I stew in my own... and Ron, he's lost more family then either Harry or myself.. yet..

He's far more recovered and normal, then Harry or I.

Some days I wish things were how they were before..

But, then Harry had the weight of the world on his slender shoulders..

Now he only has the after effects of defeating one of the darkest wizards ever..

And all the emotional baggage he's been accumulating since that FUCKING horrible day twenty or so years ago.

Will we ever fully recover? Will all three of us ever have normal lives?

So far we haven't, my life was normal till the summer before my twelfth birthday.

Harry's never was and Ron's was always relatively normal, stable with the exceptions of our adventures, due to Harry, year after year.

The trials against Voldemort are over and have been for over three years now.

The outer wounds have healed, leaving nothing but scars behind, but the wounds upon our psyches..

Will those ever heal?

Will we ever be able to fully put the terror, death and destruction behind us?

The sadness of our losses.. the pain.. will it ever subside?

Will any of us ever have the semblance of a normal life?

Ron is close, but I am miles behind and Harry, even further back.

Ron is right to move on.