Author's Notes: I would like to thank Nick-Nack-Black for

reviewing and answering my questions on the last chapter.

I decided to follow his answers and I believe that he already has

hints to what will happen to Harry, Hermione, Ron, Iris, and Draco.

Chapter 10: Letting You Go Hurts Me Deeply

Who lets who go? Guess.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything here…

Hermione sat down on the sofa after cleaning up last night's mess. "I'm finally done. Everything's squeaky clean." She always did want a clean house. It also erased some of last night's catastrophe. "Harry…"

Hermione decided to cook dinner since it was already dark. She made Harry's favorite – fettuccini. By seven, she heard the door swing open and close. She ran to the door and saw Harry in a horrid state. Harry was drunk. He lay on the floor, sleeping and drooling over the carpet.

"Harry…" Hermione sighed. "It's my entire fault you're like this." She started to sob.

"Hermione…" Harry murmured. "I… love… you… so… much…"

Hermione stopped sobbing and smiled. "I love you too, Harry." She hugged Harry.

Then, Harry murmured. "You… don't love… me, Hermione."

Hermione answered, "I do love you, Harry. I love you with all my heart." Tears ran down her cheeks.

This time, Harry didn't respond. He fell into a deep sleep. Hermione started crying again. She got her wand and used the 'Wingardium Leviosa' spell to make Harry float so she could put him in his bed.

She got into his room. It was a mess. "I haven't cleaned this place up yet." Hermione said. She placed Harry on his bed. She covered his body with a blanket then she started cleaning out his room.

She used her wand to pick up the books scattered on the floor. While the books picked themselves up, she picked up his clothes and folded it neatly into one pile on the closet. Then, she used her magic to fix the walls. Harry had kicked them so hard that there were holes.

She picked up pieces of parchments. There were old issues of the Daily Prophet on the floor. One of these featured their engagement. She didn't look at it very long and continued picking up papers.

After cleaning up the mess, she slipped beside Harry and slept with him.

The next morning, Harry groaned. "My head…" He muttered. "I never felt like this since I defeated Voldemort." Then, he saw her angelic face. "Hermy…" He touched her face. "I love you so much."

"Hmmm…" Hermione answered. "Oh. Harry, good morning."

"Why are you here with me?" Harry asked.

"I was too tired to go to bed last night after cleaning up your room. I hope you don't mind." Hermione answered.

Harry surveyed his room. "Not bad."

"Harry," Hermione said. "I want to marry you."

Harry answered, "Don't give me this lie, Hermione."

Hermione argued. "I'm serious. I really wanted to marry you."

Harry answered, "Don't make you suffer like this, Hermione."

Hermione insisted, "I'm doing this because I want you to be happy."

Harry asked. "Will you be happy with me?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe you."

"Why?"

"I see it in your eyes." Harry answered. "I can see your eyes longing to stare into his."

Hermione answered. "I wanted to do this, Harry."

"I don't want to wake up one morning just to know you were crying during the night."

"I won't cry because I'm with you."

"Hermione," Harry said. "I've thought things over and I decided to let you go."

"You were drunk last night!" Hermione retorted.

"I was drinking after I thought things over. I now knew that you will never be happy with me. All I wanted was for you to be happy so I decided to let you go."

Hermione started crying. "Don't do this to me, Harry Potter."

Harry answered, "I am breaking off out engagement so you could be free to choose."

"But I chose you."

"You didn't. You were just pressured to take the ring." Harry answered. "Underneath that smile of yours, you're crying. And I don't want that."

"Harry…"

"Go."

"But…"

"Once, I asked you to go, you didn't. Please make up your mind this time, Hermione." Harry answered.

"Harry…" She closed her eyes and kissed him. "Thank you for letting me go…" Hermione took off the ring and gave it back to Harry. "I know you'll find someone better than me." She immediately took off and packed her things with the use of her wand.

Harry looked at the ring in his hand. "You don't know… Letting you go hurts me deeply…"

Author's Notes:

I just wanted to say sorry for taking so long to upload this fic. I was studying and waiting for a few more answers to my questions. But only one did answer. I really thank you, Nick-Nack-Black.

So… what do you think?

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