Summary: After graduation Ron and Hermione tie the knot. But Harry has a secret. Will he be able to watch as his two best friends share their lives together.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. The fabulous J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter and company.

One Slip

Harry has left his feelings untold for the last two years of school. He watches tentatively as Hermione makes preparations for the wedding. Only to wish that it could be him.

Bloody hell Harry, why couldn't you have just told her how you felt. Now she's going off an marrying this git. He's not right for her. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Not him. Then out of no where his conscience stepped in. She's not married yet, is she?

A light bulb clicked in his head. I have two weeks to tell her. I'll just get a private moment alone with her, and tell her how I feel.

"Harry. Earth to Harry." Hermione said as she came and sat down next to him. She

Looked absolutely exhausted.

"Huh…what…oh, sorry. Just kind of zoned out there for a sec. What was it that you wanted?" Harry said curiously.

"I said that I have no more major shopping to do for the wedding. I was wondering if you wanted to go have dinner or something? Ron has to work late, and I don't really want to spend the rest of the evening by myself."

"Yeah, okay. Gryffindors Golden Snitch sound all right to you?" He asked her hoping to get a more private booth.

"No, I was thinking more along the lines of The Three Broomsticks. I don't really want to get all fancied up just for dinner. Besides I'm exhausted." She said closing her eyes and rubbing the bridge of her nose.

"Okay, that will do then. C'mon lets get out of here." He said stand up too quickly almost losing his balance.

As they were walking down the street in Hogsmeade Harry kept thinking to himself:

Great, now how am I going to tell her. I was hoping that she would want a nice dinner after all the running around she's been doing for the past three weeks. Okay, think what can you do now……wait Three Broomsticks……alcohol….we can get buzzed and that's when I will tell her.

"Bloody brilliant. That just might work." He said as a matter of factley. Sounding just like Hermione.

"Harry, what are you talking about?" Hermione looked at him curiously.

"Nothing, just thinking about when my next training day is. Just thinking about work, that's all." Harry said trying not to sound like he was up to something.

The rest of their walk was silent.

As they entered the pub, Harry caught a glimpse of what looked like to be Ron. He looked over at Hermione who thankfully wasn't paying any attention.

"Hey 'Mione, why don't you go find us a seat. And Ill go get us something to drink, Okay?"

"Sure." She said as she was hurrying over to the booth in the back corner.

"Can I get a beer and something really strong for the lady, Please." He told Madame Rosemerta.

"Sure can Harry. Is that Hermione that you're with?" She asked kindly.

"Yeah, we just got done shopping for the wedding." He said thanking her with a nod of the head for the drinks.

Taking the long way around to the booth, he saw that flash of bright red hair again. Following it with his eyes, he saw what seemed to be Ron with another woman. Trying to keep his cool, he walked over to the man and whispered in his ear.

"Where's Hermione?"

"I don't know, but how do you know my fiancée?" Ron turned around just to see Harry's emerald green eyes blazing at him. Harry could smell the alcohol radiating of Ron as he spoke.

"Hey mate, what ya' doin' here?" He said nonchalantly.

"Getting something to eat, how about you?" He said angrily

"Harry, this is Clarice. She's my partner in crime. We just came here to have a few drinks before I went home." He smiled slightly as he made the comment.

"Well, didn't you tell Hermione that you had to work late?" You could hear the anger rising in Harry's voice.

"Yeah, but I didn't think that she would mind. Where is she anyway?" He said trying to slide this one past Harry.

"She's here with me. So, I suggest that you might want to break this little party up before she sees you." He said with his eyes flashing with so much hatred now. He felt the power rising in him. He took a couple of deep breaths until the power was subsided.

"Ron, I'll see you later. Call me, okay?" Clarice said as she quickly got up from her seat.

"Yeah, okay." Ron said noticing Harry sliding in where Clarice just got up from.

"Mate, what are you doing here with another woman?" Harry asked angrily.

"She's my woman on the side. We do this every night after work." Ron said so fastly that Harry just caught on to what he said.

"You what? Your cheating on Hermione. For Merlin's sake, your getting married in two weeks. You're a low life piece of dragon dung, you know that?" Harry said getting more pissed by the minute.

"Look, I know I shouldn't be doing this. But please Harry, don't say anything to Hermione about it. I love her with all my heart. I don't want to lose her. Please, can you do this for me mate?" Ron said with no hint of remorse.

"No, I won't. She's given you all the love in the world, and this is how you repay her. You have no idea what it's like to have someone love you whole heartedly. Do you?"

Harry said angrily.

"No, I don't as a matter of fact." Ron said sternly.

"You just don't know what is sitting right in front of you. Don't bother apologizing to me or her. You may just feel like you've been betrayed with about what I'm going to do. But you need to learn that some things in life you just cant take for granted. And Hermione is one of them." Harry said sliding up from the table.

Ron grabbed his arm trying to get Harry to stop. Within seconds Harry's eyes began to glow. Ron immediately let go.

"Don't worry about Hermione. I'll be there to pick up the pieces, just like I always am while you sit on the sidelines." Harry whispered into Ron's' ear as he walked by.

On his way back to the table Harry kept thinking:

How am I going to tell her this? She's not going to believe me. Think, think, think. She's coming nearer and nearer by the second. Oh bloody hell Harry just tell her and pray to Merlin she doesn't get mad at you.

"Harry, What took you so long?" Hermione said surprised.

"Had to stop at the loo. Bumped into an old friend and had a little chat. Nothing major." He said loudly.

"Look, there's something that I need to tell you 'Mione. It's extremely important so I need you to listen carefully. Please." He said.

"Okay. What's up?" Hermione said curiously.

"That friend that I bumped into earlier that I was talking to for so long….It was Ron. He was here with someone by the name of Clarice. He said that he's been messing around with her for sometime now." He said looking at her sympathetically.

"He what? Harry were suppose to be getting married in like two weeks. How could he be doing this? Where is he?" She said with tears welling up in her eyes.

"He's over there. Trying to contemplate what he's going to do now." Harry said angrily.

"Well." Hermione said sighing. "I'm going to give that git a piece of my mind."

"You do what you think is best. But I will be here when you are done." He said caringly.

Hermione put on her best smile, got up and headed over towards the table where Ron was sitting.

A/N: How will the confrontation between them go? What will Harry do next? Praise and Flames welcome. First Fan fiction that I'm writing. No hard feelings taken for flames.