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A/N: Again a very short chapter here. I don't think they'll be any more long ones :(

Ron was pleased to know that the Common Room had remained empty. He sat, alone in its vast space staring into the fire. He found that everything in here reminded him of them. From the chairs he was sitting in, to the very smell of the room. Ron hated himself. He had been so stupid. Trust, he had always trusted them. They lied. They lied so much it hurt him too much. He was being too calm. He wanted to run around, bashing everything in his wake.

Ron hated the way he was feeling. The mixture of anger, hatred and sadness was unbearable. He wanted to forgive Hermione and Harry, he truly did. He knew Harry was truly sorry for what he had done. That doesn't however remove the fact that he had done. What was worse is that he only realised what he had done, when it had finished. Ron picked up the nearest thing to him and threw it against the wall. The vase shattered into a thousand pieces. Ron found this particularly ironic, the vase symbolising his breaking heart. Nevertheless he decided that breaking things would be a better outlet for his anger, instead of tearing himself apart.

Griffindor Common Room soon became filled with the constant sound of this smashing, falling on the floor, and loud angry sobs. In no time Ron had manage to break half the items in the common room, when the portrait to the Common Room shut loudly. Hermione was standing there. Here eyes red and swollen, dry tears stuck to her face. She looked just as upset as she had been on Friday.

"Ron." Hermione's was voice shaking.

"Hermione." Ron was bitter, and angry. Hermione knew he had all the reason in the world too be angry, but just hearing it from him made her feel even worse.

"I'm sorry babes."

"You're sorry." Ron spat. "You're bloody sorry. Is that all you can fucking say?"

"What else can I say. I love you, babes, you know that."

"Don't say that. Don't you dare say that! And I'm not you babes anymore."

"I know you're angry, but couldn't we just talk this through?"

"Talk about what, the fact that you've been sleeping around, with my best friend?" Ron was shouting now. He was angry, and throwing things wasn't going to help anymore. However Ron still threw the candleholder in his hand towards Hermione. She ducked and it hit the wall behind her.

"Ron, we can work through this. I'm sorry."

"Sorry is not enough. It never will be enough. Every time I see you. I think of you with him. You deserve each other, you lying whore."

"Ron, Harry's with Ginny. So we can still be together, you and me, just the two of us."

"Ginny's right you are a bitch. You're a manipulative bitch."

"Ron." Hermione tried to get closer to Ron, to wrap her arms around him, to make the world seem so much better.

"I know I've made mistakes, but nobody's perfect."

"No, not even miss Hermione Perfect Granger."

"Ron please…" Hermione was in tears. She was practically begging Ron for forgiveness, something which he was unwilling to give.

Ron stormed out of the common room. He needed a walk. He needed to be away from them.