Hermione walked into her dark flat feeling exhausted and devoid of emotion.

"Hello Hermione" he said before she could even turn on a light. Hermione froze, knowing exactly who was there and wishing she could disappear.

"Lumos" he said and stood up. Percy was wearing muggle clothes, a pair of khakis and a navy button down shirt. Hermione could tell he didn't work today because of his wardrobe choice.

"What did you need?" Hermione asked brushing past him and into the kitchen. She flipped on the light and began to make tea.

"I wanted to check on you" Percy replied, taking a seat at her kitchen table.

"I am fine" Hermione told him, taking care not to meet his eye, knowing her own would betray her

"You seemed really upset this morning," Percy continued. "I know that what happened last night was unfortunate for you, seeing as how you have forbidden us to sleep together for some reason you wont explain to me"

Hermione rounded on him, her face growing warm with anger.

"How dare you?" Hermione hissed. "I made a decision not to sleep with you anymore and I did that for my own personal reasons. How dare you come to my house and make me feel guilty for that? What we have been engaging in, last night and before that, it was unhealthy. I did what I believed to be best for both of us"

"How is Oliver doing?" Percy shot back sneering. "Are you still with him?"

"Oliver is fine as you should well know" hermione retorted. "He is your best friend. As for the status of our relationship, that is none of your business."

"I was just making a point," Percy told her.

"What point?" hermione fumed.

"That self righteous indignation is only attractive when it is justified" Percy replied. "You act as if you are some kind of glorified martyr and I am some kind of degenerate. I am not the one who engaged in sexual activities with the brother of my ex boyfriend and the best friend of my current boyfriend."

"Get out" Hermione hissed. "Get out of my house"

Percy grabbed his cloak and headed for the fireplace. He looked over his shoulder and smiled somewhat apologetically.

"I didn't come over to fight Mione," he told her. "I came over to tell you that I missed you. I miss whatever it is that we shared. That this morning felt wonderful and it felt right."

Hermione didn't say anything, afraid her voice would crack and that she would tell him how much she loved him.

Percy stepped into the fire and disappeared into green flames, leaving Hermione sobbing hysterically.

Later that evening Hermione curled up on the couch with a cup of tea and some work. She sighed deeply and tried to forget the visit from Percy earlier that evening.

Maybe I was unfair to him, Hermione mused as she sipped her tea, and maybe I at least owed it to him to explain. But what could se say? Could she tell him about her fight with Ron and his ultimatum? Could she actually do that knowing it would put even more distance between Percy and his family? Percy would be furious with Ron and she refused to be the girl that came between brothers.

Hermione remembered the day Ron confronted her about Percy and it still made her cringe, the anger in his eyes, and the disgust in his voice.

Flashback

Hermione was cleaning up her flat on a bright Saturday morning when Ron flooed in without warning.

"Hermione" he started before she could say word. "I know about Percy"

"How?" hermione asked. "What?"

"I came over to your house early this morning and I saw you on the couch with him" Ron replied. Hermione shuddered at the look on his face, he looked hurt and betrayed.

"Ron, please let me explain" Hermione pleaded taking a step toward him.

"Explain what?" Ron exploded. "He is my brother Hermione, I cannot believe you would do this"

"You and I are not together Ronald" Hermione countered, feeling her own anger rising to the surface. "We haven't been in sometime. You have a girlfriend, why is this any of your concern."

"Dating my brother is so morally wrong, I can't believe you are even trying to defend it" Ron bellowed.

Hermione fell onto the couch trying to step out of his anger. Tears were stinging her eyes and her throat had gone dry. "Were-were-not dating" Hermione stammered. "I was just-just lonely"

"You have a boyfriend," Ron said softly sitting beside her on the couch.

"A Boyfriend who is always gone and always sleeping around" Hermione confessed. Ron took her hand lightly and kissed her forehead.

"I am so sorry" Ron told her, "I didn't know." He paused and the frown returned. "But that doesn't change how I feel. I don't want you and Percy together. You have to end it or..." Ron trailed off and Hermione knew where he was going. If she would Ron as a friend.

Ron left her sitting alone in her flat. She had promised to end it and later that evening she did. Ron's harsh words and the break up left her feeling more alone than ever.

Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes and settled in to read her book. Part of her wanted to go to Percy, explain everything but the more logical side realized it was best to let sleeping dogs lie. "Yes" Hermione mumbled sipping her tea, "better off this way"