Anything But Mine

Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own anything in the Harry Potter universe. The only thing that belongs to me is the idea and Brenda. This is for entertainment purposes only.

Summary: SBHG. Sirius has fallen for her. The only problem is that she married someone else. I just don't see how you could ever be anything but mine.

Chapter 4- If Love Were All

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I believe in doing what I can
In crying when I must
In laughing when I choose
Hey ho, if love were all
I should be lonely.

I believe the more you love a man,
The more you give your trust,
The more you're bound to lose.
Although when shadows fall
I think if only
Somebody splendid really needed me
Someone affectionate and dear
Cares would be ended if I knew that he
Wanted to have me near.

If Love Were All - Sarah Brightman

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"Are you going back to the shop?" Harry asked one of the twins; he wasn't sure which one it was he was talking to.

"Yes, why?" Fred or George answered.

"I can't find Ron anywhere. I think he may have gone to the shop before the party ended. Can you see if he is there?" Harry asked, getting angry with his best friend.

"Sure Harry. Last I saw Ron he was dancing with…" the twin trailed off.

Harry shuffled his feet, staring at the ground. "Just see if he is there, send him home if he is. Tell him his fiancée was looking for him." he finally replied, voice stiff.

Fred or George walked away quickly, looking for the other twin. Harry sighed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. What did Ron think he was doing?

"Harry, have you see Ron?" Tonks asked, walking up.

"No, I just sent the twins to see if he's at the shop. Why?" Harry asked, his mood grumpy.

"Hermione was looking for him. She wanted to say goodnight before going to bed." Tonks explained.

"I know. Tell her he should be back soon." Harry said, looking around. "Where is Remus?"

"He went to see Sirius, but he should be back soon so we can go home ourselves." Tonks said, smiling at the younger man. "I did see Ginny dancing by herself in the corner."

Harry smiled. "Thanks."

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"You won't leave me alone, will you?" Sirius asked his best friend, slamming his hand on the kitchen table.

"No." Remus stated, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Why not?" Sirius asked, his voice a whine.

"Because you are pouting." Remus said, pointing at the table. "You left the party twenty minutes ago and you are already downing the whiskey and making a mess. Look at all the trash on your table alone. And what is with that silly snow globe you keep staring at?"

"Go away." Sirius growled.

"Let me give her away Sirius, please." Remus begged his friend.

"Go away." Sirius repeated.

"Didn't you see Ron at the party? All over Fred's assistant, the little blonde witch?" Remus asked his friend, seeing the dark anger immediately in his friend's eyes. "Don't you think if Ron loved her, he wouldn't be panting all over another woman? Don't you think Hermione deserves better than that?"

"Then you marry her." Sirius snapped.

"No. I am simply trying to get you to understand. Ron doesn't love her. She doesn't love Ron. You need to tell her the truth. How do you know she wouldn't feel something for you?" Remus said, his voice gentle.

"Go away." came the nasty reply.

"Fine, if you don't want to tell her, than don't. You are afraid, and if you want to sit out on life, be my guest. But you shouldn't be giving her away. Why cause yourself anymore pain?"

"I'm telling you right now, if you value our friendship at all, you will leave me alone about it and go away!" Sirius said, his head buried in his arms.

Remus didn't miss the hitch in his friend's voice. "Fine. I'm leaving, but this isn't a finished conversation."

Sirius looked up as his friend left the house. Remus had touched on the truth. Sirius was terrified of telling her the truth. He was old; she was young and full of life. He was an ex-convict, she was a smart witch. What could he offer her?

Remus didn't understand it. Sirius was going to spare himself the pain of seeing her laugh in his face if she ever found out how he felt.

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"RON?" Fred yelled out, entering the dark storeroom.

"Wh…." a strangled reply came, as Fred switched the light on.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Fred yelled, seeing his younger brother trying to cover himself, and Brenda up with one blanket.

"Wait…Fred…" Ron stuttered.

Brenda simply waved her wand to make her clothes appear, wrapped a cloak over herself and stood up. "See you later." she said, strolling out of the room casually.

Fred looked back at his brother. "What are you doing Ron? You are engaged! Don't you remember? Harry sent me here to see where you were because your fiancée wanted to see you."

"Please Fred, don't say anything!" Ron begged, dressing himself.

Fred conjured a chair up and sat down. "Why?"

"She came on to me…" Ron started to explain.

"Not that. Why are you marrying Hermione?" Fred asked. "It's clear you don't love her, and it's clear you are not done playing around yet."

Ron zipped his pants and sat down on the floor across from his brother. "Because I have to."

"Nobody said you had to marry Hermione." Fred said.

"Nobody had to. It's clear in the way everyone has behaved. We were a foursome you know. Ginny, Hermione, Harry and I. When Harry and Ginny announced their engagement everyone started asking Hermione and I when we were getting married. It was expected of us." Ron explained. "Even mum wouldn't leave me alone about it. Kept telling me how she couldn't wait till Hermione was her daughter-in-law."

Fred nodded. "I know mum can be pushy."

"It was expected of us, and I proposed. I do love her Fred, I always have. I just think of her as a best friend, not a lover. I am terrified of our wedding night, because I don't think I can sleep with her. It just doesn't seem right. It would be like sleeping with Harry or Neville."

Fred shuddered. "That's sick. Neville?"

"You know what I meant." Ron growled.

"Why don't you tell her this and release her from the engagement. Hermione is a wonderful girl, she deserves someone who loves her." Fred said.

"Because she loves me. I can't hurt her like that. She thinks I love her like a wife. I can't break her heart by breaking the engagement." Ron explained.

"I think she would rather be hurt than deal with a husband who cheats." Fred pointed out.

"Look, Fred, please just keep this quiet. I promise once I marry her, I won't touch another woman. I just need this right now, before I can't have anyone else anymore." Ron begged the twin.

"You are more like me and George than you think." Fred said grinning. "I'll keep it quiet, but I hope you mean what you said. Once your married, you can't be playing around. I don't want to see Hermione hurt."

"Thanks man." Ron said, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Fred asked.

"Home." Ron said, leaving the room.

Fred heard the crack as his brother left. He shook his head, Ron had better be careful. Fred had a feeling that if Harry, Sirius and Remus found out about Brenda, nobody would be able to find all the pieces of Ron's body.