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She Don't Love You, She's Just Lonely

Chapter 1

The war ended just five months ago. But already there was another war going on. A war between Ron and Hermione.

After the war ended, they got together. Ron even went with to find and bring back Hermione's parents. Everything was going great between them. Until Ron's drunken night.

Ron, Hermione, Harry, Ginny, Neville, Luna and George all went out one night to try and get George out of the shop or his flat. They decided to go to the Leaky Cauldron just in case someone got a little too intoxicated to apparate home safely.

Ron had had several shots of Firewhiskey when the incident happened. He took what would be his last shot of the night and proclaimed loudly, "I am Weasley the King! Bow before me!" Everyone started to laugh at him except Hermione. She stood several feet away, her mouth in a thin line looking pretty annoyed.

"Oh come on Hermione, lighten up a little bit!" Ron said, stumbling over to her. When he finally reached her, he wrapped her tightly in his arms and tried to kiss her on the mouth sloppily. Hermione turned her head away and tried to push Ron away.

"Hermione, please. Let's go rent a room and you know." Ron's grip tightened around her. Hermione looked like Ron just told her Hogwarts library burnt to a crisp.

"You are such a pig Ronald!" Hermione proceeded to grab her drink and throw it in Ron's face. He let go of her and instantly turned red.

"Why do you have to be such a prude?!" He yelled at her. "We've been together for four months! What is the big deal?!" Hermione had gone pale and rigid. She had her fists clenched and looked like she was about to cry.

"I- am- not- having- this- conversation- with you- here!" Hermione managed to say through gritted teeth.

"Of course! You NEVER want to have this conversation with me! God! I don't want to wait anymore Hermione!" He spat back at her. Ron was too drunk to either notice or care everyone was listening and watching. That's when Ginny thankfully stepped in.

"Ron you git! I'm gonna take you home right now." Before Ron could argue, Ginny grabbed his arm and disappeared with a crack.

Hermione looked on the verge of tears. "I think I think I'm gonna call it a night." She finally said.

Harry walked up to her and offered his hand. "I'll take you home, okay?" Hermione just nodded at the ground and took his hand.

"Bye everyone, we'll see you tomorrow." Harry said to the remainder of the group who were watching Hermione with worried eyes, but echoed their goodbyes.

"I'm sorry you guys had to see that." Hermione quickly said. Everyone replied with "It's okay." Or "It wasn't your fault, don't apologize." Hermione just nodded and looked at Harry with pleading, tear filled eyes. He gave a quick nod and turned on the spot and disappeared with a crack.

Instead of taking Hermione back to her parents house, where he was sure she didn't want to deal with their questions of what was wrong, he brought her to #12 Grimmauld Place. Or his house.

When they appeared before it, Hermione just nodded and muttered a "Thank you."

Still holding her hand, Harry led her into the house and called for Kreacher.

"Yes Mr. Potter?"

"Get Hermione some night clothes please and could you make us some sandwiches, please?"

"Yes Master Potter." Kreacher walked away leaving them in the hallway. Harry led Hermione into the living room and they both sat down on the couch. That's when Harry noticed the silent tears rolling down Hermione's face.

"Come here Hermione." Harry said, pulling her into a hug, letting her rest her head in the crook of his neck and shoulder. As soon as he did that, Hermione started to sob. They stayed like that until she calmed down and lifted her head to wipe her eyes. Seconds later, Kreacher appeared with night clothes and sandwiches.

"Thank you Kreacher. That'll be all." Kreacher bowed and went back to his cupboard.

They sat and ate in silence for a few minutes until they both finished eating. Harry looked up at Hermione and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"

Hermione sighed and closed her eyes. When she finally opened them, her eyes watered again and she spoke, "Lately, Ron has been wanting to take the next step in our relationship. Physically." Her voice trailed off as a tear slid down her cheek. Harry wiped it away with his thumb and let his hand fall on top of hers, holding onto it.

"He's been pretty okay with me wanting to wait. But he seems to think me wanting to wait is like, a couple days. But I am just not ready for that. At all. We've only been together for four months!" She let out a ragged breath and started crying again. Harry wrapped her in his arms once again and started rubbing her back in comfort.

"But tonight, it was so embarrassing and totally inappropriate! Was he thinking that getting sloshed and asking in front of everyone was gonna make me say yes?!" Hermione exclaimed.

"Remember, Ron can be a git with the emotional range of a teaspoon." Harry said, earning a laugh from Hermione. "If you want, I can talk to him tomorrow. It wasn't right of him to do that even if he was drunk." Harry added. Hermione lifted her head off of his shoulder and sniffed, giving him an appreciative smile.

"Thank you Harry. For everything." She leaned over and gave him a kiss on his cheek, and even when she pulled away, he could still feel her lips there. Hermione checked her watched and gasped.

"Oh dear! It's nearly midnight. I suppose we should be heading to bed." Hermione said as she picked up the night clothes Kreacher left for her. Harry got up as well and stretched, stifling a yawn. Instinctively, he grabbed Hermione's hand and led her upstairs to the guest bedroom across from his room. She let go of his hand and flashed him a smile.

"Thanks again Harry. Really, I'm glad I can always count on you."

"It's no problem Hermione. You're my best friend and I would have died countless times if it weren't have been for you. I never truly thanked you for that."

"It's what friends are for Harry." She flashed him another smile. "Goodnight Harry."

"Goodnight Hermione." Harry leaned and kiss her on the cheek. Hermione turned and shut the door behind her with a click. Leaving Harry out in the hall, staring at her her. Ron doesn't deserve her. A voice in his head said. He shook the thought away and turned and went into his room and slept until the next morning.