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 6- Broken Arrow
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Do you feel what I feel?
Can we make it so that's part of the deal?
I gotta hold you in these arms of steel.
Lay your heart on the line this time.
I wanna breathe when you breathe.
When you whisper like that hot summer breeze.
Count the beads of sweat that cover me.
Didn't you show me a sign this time
Broken Arrow - Rod Stewart
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"Did you get rid of her?" Sirius whispered to Remus, stepping outside. The night stars were twinkling bright.
"Tonks did. Brenda insisted Ron invited her, but Tonks threatened to hex her so she left." Remus replied.
"I can't find Ron anywhere, have you two seen him?" Hermione asked, walking up to the guys.
"No… no… um… no Ron." Remus stuttered. That prat wasn't sneaking off during his reception, was he?
Hermione raised her eyebrow. "What's going on?" she asked.
"Nothing." Tonks said, walking up to them. "Why?"
"I can't find Ron, Sirius looks angry and Remus is stuttering." Hermione said
Tonks turned to Remus. "Honey, I didn't know you stuttered."
"I'm being serious." Hermione said, putting her hands on her hips. "Where is Ron and what is going on?"
"It's nothing Hermione." Remus said. "Ron's around here somewhere. If we look guilty it's only because Sirius and I have been fighting, and we didn't want to ruin your reception."
"Hermione!" Molly called from behind her.
Hermione looked over her shoulder at her mother in law, before turning back to Remus. "You are lying." she said. "But it doesn't matter, does it?" she muttered, turning and walking away.
Remus looked to Sirius. "You don't think Ron is seeing that girl do you?"
"I hope for his sake he isn't." Sirius growled. "I'm going home."
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"I can't see you anymore." Ron muttered, kissing her nose.
"Why?" Brenda whined.
"I'm married now, it's not right." Ron said. "I promised my brother I wouldn't see you again."
"But you don't love her Ron." Brenda said, running her hands through his hair. "You told me yourself she's just a friend."
"I made the mistake of proposing to her Brenda. I married her and I have to treat her right. I do care about her." Ron said, trying to ignore the feel of her lips on his neck.
"They threw me out of your party." she purred.
"I'm sorry. I invited you as Fred's employee; I didn't know they would do that. Who threw you out?" Ron said.
"Some crazy witch with pink hair." she replied.
"Tonks?" Ron smiled. "She's harmless."
"Whatever." Brenda sneered. "Look, I know you want me. You aren't going to stop seeing me just because you married some friend from school. You said yourself you can't sleep with her. Who are you going to sleep with then?"
"I have to sleep with her, she's my…" Brenda's lips cut off Ron, they were sweet on his mouth.
"Go back to your party, after you retire to the honeymoon suite, come see me." she whispered. "I'll give you a wedding night worth remembering."
Before Ron could protest, Brenda disappeared into the woods. He shook his head. She was one hell of a woman; there was no denying that.
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"It's time to toss the bouquet and then the bride and groom are leaving!" Molly announced, waving all the women over. "Is everyone ready?"
Hermione smiled at Ron, who had just appeared, before stepping up on the chair. She looked behind her at all the girls gathered around and grinned, throwing her bouquet of roses high in the air.
There was a pile of women on the floor, when suddenly a hand shot up holding the flowers. "I caught it!" Lavender cried out, winking at Neville, who turned a deep shade of red.
"All right you two! It's time to go!" Molly said, winking at her son and Hermione.
Hermione felt her stomach twist. She didn't even want to think about the wedding night. She was going to have sex with Ron.
"The car is up front. It's from the ministry you know. Top of the line." Arthur said, leading them out front.
"Now, you two have fun tonight!" Molly said, grinning.
After kisses and hugs and many best wishes, Hermione climbed into the back of the stretched vehicle beside Ron. She smiled weakly at him. He smiled back softly.
Not a word was spoken between them during the drive to the honeymoon retreat they were staying at for two days.
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Hermione tapped her fingers against the sheets. She was waiting on Ron to come out of the bathroom. After a quick dinner, during which nether of them had spoken much, she had rushed up here and bathed. Now she was wearing a god-awful nightgown Ginny had bought her for tonight, laying in her wedding bed, waiting on her husband.
The gown was made of black silk, and barely covered anything. Hermione had the sheets pulled clear up to her neck, feeling uncomfortable.
Finally the door opened, and Ron walked out wearing red silk boxer shorts and nothing else. She grimaced because he did nothing for her.
Ron was handsome, in his own way. His hair was red, so was the hair covering his chest and arms. He was tall, but very scrawny. Hermione preferred muscles. Ron was lanky.
Ron laid down above the covers beside her, fidgeting with the strings on his boxer shorts. He looked over at her. "Well, are you ready?" he asked, his voice nervous.
Hermione couldn't fake a smile. "Yes." she muttered.
Ron leaned over her, placing a kiss on her cheek. He let his lips trail up to her ear, where he gently kissed her. Raising his hand, he traced her arm through the sheets she had pulled up.
Hermione closed her eyes, hiding tears she couldn't shed. Her breath hitched when she felt Ron's lips brush hers softly before settling.
He ran his tongue along her lips, and Hermione opened her mouth, which was a big mistake. She felt like gagging when his tongue met hers.
Suddenly Ron jumped back, sitting up. He ran his hand through his hair.
"Is something wrong?" Hermione asked.
"No. It's nothing. I just um…I forgot I promised Fred I would go in to the store tonight. There was an accounting error I promised to look at." Ron said. He wanted to go wash his mouth out. It didn't feel right kissing her.
"On your wedding night?" Hermione whispered, tears welling up now.
"I'm sorry. I won't be long." Ron said, dashing into the bathroom.
Hermione waited ten minutes but Ron never came out. She realized he must of left from the bathroom. Sitting up slowly she let the sheet fall and looked down at herself clad in the ridiculous nightgown. Was there something wrong with her?
She began to cry then. Tears falling in streams down her face. She reached over and grabbed the bottle of wine that had been chilling on ice. Using all her strength she popped the cork and took a swig right from the bottle.
The liquid burned on it's way down, filling her mouth with a sweet taste. Standing up, Hermione realized she didn't want to be alone. She couldn't go to Ginny, because that was Ron's sister. Hermione decided on her other best friend.
Slipping into sweatpants and a sweater, she grabbed her bottle of wine and disappeared with a crack.
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Since Remus had left for Sirius' an hour ago, Tonks had been sitting by the fire, sipping a cup of tea and reading. She jumped at the crack in the kitchen. "Remus, is that you?" she asked, jumping up.
She heard sobs in response and ran into the kitchen, only to find Hermione kneeling on the floor, bottle of wine in one hand, tissues in the other.
"What happened? Are you okay?" she cried out, kneeling beside her friend.
"No…" Hermione sobbed. "He left….left….wedding night…left…"
"Ron left? It's your wedding night!" Tonks exclaimed.
"I am well aware…..aware…of……that…" Hermione said, swigging from the bottle.
Tonks noticed the bottle was almost empty. She pulled Hermione up. "Come on, lets go sit by the fire." she said, helping the brunette into the living room. "Remus isn't here, so it's just us girls, tell me was is going on."
"He was trying to kiss me and then he left." Hermione said. Her head was spinning and she knew it was the wine. "I felt like I was going to be sick when he kissed me." she admitted in her drunken state.
Tonks raised an eyebrow. While they had know this wasn't a wedding Ron and Hermione had wanted, this was the first time Hermione had admitted anything.
"I don't know why…. I cried when he laid down beside me….I didn't want him to touch me. Do you know we have only kissed three times? Once in school, before we knew what we wanted to be with each other. Then again when he proposed, and then at the wedding." Hermione admitted.
"So where did Ron go?" Tonks asked, afraid of the answer.
"He said he promised Fred he would go over the accounting tonight, and left for the store." Hermione replied.
'Left for Brenda' Tonks thought. She wished Remus were here, it would be the end of Ron and Brenda when Remus was through. Ron would be lucky to live.
"I want to go outside. Can we go look at the stars?" Hermione asked, her words slurred.
"Sure." Tonks said, helping Hermione stand up and leading her outside. They sat down side by side in the grass, looking up.
"Sirius is shinning." Hermione mumbled.
"What?" Tonks asked.
"His star." Hermione replied, pointing out the star. "See?"
"Oh. I see it. It's beautiful." Tonks replied, studying the girl.
"Sirius is beautiful." Hermione mumbled. Suddenly her face turned red. "I meant the star."
"I know." Tonks said, although she didn't think Hermione was talking about the star at all.
"You know, watching that star always brings me peace, I don't feel alone." Hermione said, holding her hand up to her mouth. "Where's my bottle?"
"You drank it all." Tonks said.
"Oh." Hermione replied. "I'm drunk."
"Yes, you are."
Hermione flopped on her back. "I like being drunk." she giggled.
Tonks didn't say anything. She leaned back against the house, drawing her knees up to her chest, and watched Hermione.
The giggles quickly became tears. Without saying a word, Hermione crawled over and buried herself in Tonks' lap, crying.
After awhile, Hermione lifted her head up. She smiled as she wiped her eyes. "Some wedding night, huh? My husband is at work, and I'm drunk and crying in your lap."
"It's okay." Tonks said soothingly. "You can cry in my lap anytime."
"I should go home soon." Hermione hiccupped.
"You can stay here." Tonks said, helping the girl stand up. "You shouldn't be alone in your wedding suite."
"I won't be alone." Hermione replied, holding her head high. She raised her hand to the stars once more. "Sirius will be with me." she muttered, before disappearing with a crack.
Tonks sighed, shaking her head as she looked up at the Dog Star. It sounded like Hermione cared more about Sirius then anyone had thought.
"Watching the stars?" Remus asked, sneaking up on her.
"When did you get back? I didn't hear you." Tonks said, leaning back in his arms.
"Just now. I tried to be quiet in case you were asleep." he said, kissing her ear.
"Guess who just left here?" Tonks asked.
Remus looked at her. "Someone was here this late? Who?"
"Hermione." Tonks replied. "Ron had to go to work tonight."
The anger that flooded Remus' face was dark and strong. "Tell me you are joking."
"No. She was drunk, and confessed to not wanting Ron to kiss her. It seems they have only kissed a couple of times. The wedding night was a flop, nether one of them wanted to sleep together, and Ron left, saying he promised to work."
"Did you tell Hermione where he really was?" Remus asked.
"No, I couldn't do that to her. She would have been heartbroken." Tonks replied.
"She already is. Ron left her on her wedding night to sleep with someone else." Remus growled.
"Yes, but Hermione doesn't know that is why." Tonks said.
"It doesn't matter. What she does know is that Ron left her on her wedding night." Remus said. "I kept telling Sirius they didn't love each other, I kept begging him to talk to her. He is convinced she could never feel anything for him."
"That's the other thing. Hermione kept talking about Sirius the star. She seemed enthralled with it. I am beginning to wonder if she doesn't feel something for Sirius." Tonks replied.
"It doesn't matter if he won't open up to her. Besides, we have to worry about Ron first. What are we going to do?"
"I don't know…" Tonks said, her voice trailing off.
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Hermione fell onto the big bed, tears spilling again. The wine had given her an awful headache, and her stomach already felt sour. She prayed for sleep, but so far it hadn't come.
Rolling over, she stared out the window, watching the stars twinkle. Tonks may have played stupid, but Hermione had a feeling she knew where Ron had really went, and who he had been with. She should have run from the wedding today. It never should have happened. Now she was trapped, caught in a loveless relationship with her best friend.
Raising a small hand and wiping her tears off, she sniffled and watched the brightest star in the sky that night twinkle at her.
"Sirius…" she whispered, sleep finally overtaking her
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