Hermione spent the next couple of days viewing some new flats to live in. She had seen too many. All of them were fine for someone else, but not Hermione. In all truth, they would have been fine for her too, but she managed to find something small that was wrong with each of them that made her say no. In reality, she knew what was missing…Harry and Ron. None of the flats felt like home because she knew that she would be living there alone, without them.

Hermione met up with Harry for lunch.

"Found a flat yet?" Harry quietly asked.

"No" Hermione sighed. "I've seen tons, but not the one that says home to me you know."

"It's because it's not home. You already have one."

"Don't start Harry, please. This is hard enough without you adding in the guilt factor."

"Sorry Hermione."

Hermione reached over the table and grasped his hand.

"I know that you're just trying to help Harry. I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just that right now I need you to support my decision. You may not like it, but please, for my sake?"

Harry saw the tears forming his friend's eyes.

"Ok. How about I help you look? Two minds are better than one."

Hermione chuckled a little.

"Thanks Harry. That would be great. Are you free this afternoon? I have appointments to see a couple of more flats."

"I'm all yours." he said with a forced smile.

Harry and Hermione met up with a wizard estate agent later in the day and she showed them the first flat. It was nice and cozy, yet not too small. There were two bedrooms and a bright and airy kitchen. There was nothing wrong with it, yet once again, Hermione found herself trying to find a reason to say no.

"What do you think Hermione?" Harry asked.

"I ummm, don't know."

Harry turned to the estate agent.

"Could you give us a sec?"

"Sure Mr. Potter. Let's do this. You two have a look around while I go back to the office. Lock up when you leave and just let me know."

"Thanks"

Harry turned back to Hermione.

"Ok, so what's up? This one is everything you need and want, so why the hesitation."

"I don't know really."

"Hermione if you're serious about finding your own place then take this one. It's still close enough to the other flat. You won't be too far away."

"I know Harry. It's just that..." Hermione hestitated.

"What"

"It's not home!"

Hermione started to cry once again. Harry gave her a hug and tried to comfort her. He got an idea.

"Sit here for a minute. I'll be right back."

Hermione slowly nodded her head wondering where Harry was going.

Ron was sitting in the kitchen of the Borrow when he heard a pop and then saw Harry.

"Hey." He muttered, "What's up?"

"I need you to come with me."

"Where?" Ron asked. He really didn't feel like going anywhere.

"Don't worry about it. Just apparate with me to that pub down the road from the flat. We'll walk from there."

"Harry what is this about?"

"Just do it ok Ron?"

"Alright." he said giving in. Ron really didn't have the energy to argue with Harry at the moment.

A few minutes later Harry and Ron were walking up the stairs to the flat Hermione was looking at. Harry opened the door.

"Hermione you still here?"

"Where did you go Harry? " Hermione asked as she came out of the kitchen area. She stopped when she saw who was with him.

"Harry…" Hermione started.

"Just hear me out ok? I brought Ron here to see if we can do something about our living situation."

Harry turned to Ron who was just as confused as Hermione was.

"This is the, oh I don't know how many actually, but I know that it's a lot, flat that Hermione has looked at over the last couple of days. There is nothing wrong with it, but she doesn't want to take it. Tell him why Hermione."

"Harry..."

"Tell him. Please, for me?"

"It's not home." Hermione whispered.

"Right, it's not home." Hrry affirmed.

"You don't have to move 'mione." Ron said.

"I can't stay there Ron." she sighed.

"It's not fair. I'll move. I can continue to stay at the burrow I guess."

"That's stupid Ron. I said I was moving out and I will. It's just taking longer that I thought is all."

"But it's not right. I'll move."

"I said no Ron!" Their voices were starting to rise.

"Oh come on 'mione." Ron pressed back.

Harry put his hands up.

"Quiet both of you! The point is, it's not fair to either of you. That flat, our flat, is home. Its home for all of us! No one should be moving. Ron you need to come home too."

"Harry I told you why I can't stay." Hermione pleaded.

"I know Hermione," Harry said as he put his arms around her. "The memories. But they aren't all bad. Think about the good ones. We had a lot of them there didn't we?"

Hermione slowly smiled.

"Of course we did Harry. But" she said looking around him to Ron, "some of them weren't that great. They still hurt."

Ron looked at the floor.

"If I could erase the bad ones I would 'mione." He said. "But Harry's right. It's your home."

"Our home" Harry corrected. "Can't you two find someway to just coexist together? "

Hermione glared at him.

"It doesn't mean that you have to go back to the way things were Hermione. You don't have to even be there the same time he is if you want. The point is, it's your home. Don't leave it."

Hermione put her head in her hands, sighed, and then looked up.

"Alright" she conceded.

Harry smiled.

She turned to Ron.

"But like Harry said, I don't plan on being there the same time you are. I still feel the same way. This doesn't change things between us."

She walked out the door and they heard a pop. Harry turned to Ron.

"I've saved your arse here mate. She's not moving. Take this opportunity to win her back. Don't blow it!"

"I don't want to Harry, but she still won't have a conversation with me. How am I supposed to make things right if she won't sit down and really talk to me?"

"Well you'll just have to find another way to get her to forgive you."

A/N: Thanks to everyone for their reviews of this story. I wanted a little drama, my other stories are fun and humorous and the other one is fluff ( I like it sometimes), so this one is different with all the angst. Keep reading and reviewing!