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Chapter 10: Intervention

Harry's POV

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This headache was killing me and this coffee was definitely not helping the constant pounding in my head. Ginny came into the kitchen yawning and looked at the clock.

"I heard Ron down here, why was he here so early in the morning, it's only 8."

"Marital problems," I muttered.

Sighing Ginny sat down beside me.

"I know Hermione isn't happy," She said. "I can't stand to see them like this.

"I know. I tried to make him see that, but you know Ron."

Ginny started speaking again, but her voice sounded so far away. Harry was too busy thinking back to the conversation that he and Ron had been having just 30 minutes ago.

Flashback --------

Harry heard his front door click open and the thudding footsteps that could only signal one person, Ron, before he even cracked open his eyes. He opened his eyes to the light that even in his blurried state looked too light to be before 7 in the morning.

He shuffled out of bed carefully as to not wake his beautiful wife who slept beside him. With a quick kiss on her forehead, he shuffled groggily down the stairs to see what his best friend could want so early in the morning.

When he made it to the landing at the bottom of the stairs he came face to face with a very angry Ron. His face was almost the exact same color as his hair. And that was saying something. They both looked at each other for a moment.

"Not that I mind you coming over here mate," Harry began hesitantly, "But it's never this early when you decide to pay us a visit. What's wrong with you?"

"Hermione," he snarled. "She's what's wrong with me."

Sighing inwardly, Harry sat down and gestured to the chair beside him. "What did 'Mione do?"

"She was muttering Malfoy's name in her sleep! Ferretboy I'm a deatheater and I'm above all of you Malfoy! He EX Malfoy! How could she? Then she tried to play it off because I occasionally mutter Lavender's name in my sleep at times."

Harry just looked at him stupidly. "Are you serious right now? You're mad at her because of that? She had every right to get mad at you Ron, don't be so thick."

"She was at his house Harry! Alone! With him! What am I supposed to think. She accused me of not knowing her anymore. That I make her unhappy basically because I am never home and always at the bar. I'll admit I do go grab a pint now and then, but let's be realistic, any married man needs a pint now and then."

Harry just looked at him. "What's 'Mione's favorite color Ron?" he asked quietly.

"Er, Re-, no wait I know this one, Pink! It's pink right?"

"It's green Ron. It's always been green. Since we were eleven years old. How about her favorite muggle Book?" There was no answer. "muggle movie?" again silence. "See Ron? Hermione was right. You don't know her anymore. Can I be frank with you?"

Ron just looked at him, so Harry took that as a yes. "Look you're my best friend, but so is Hermione. She needs something that I just don't think you can give her. I want you both to be happy, I really do, but I don't think you guys can be happy together." Harry looked imploringly at Ron and continued. "She loves you Ron, I know this, but I do not think that it is the same kind of love that you want it to be. We've always known who truly owns her heart, whether you want to believe it or not, it's always been him. I really think it is time for you to let her go. Be her friend like you used to be and let her do what makes her happy. I know that she would hold you in higher regard if you did."

Ron's eyes were downcast. "You're right," he whispered. He looked up at Harry and Harry was startled to see tears in his eyes. "I've treated her horribly. I've always known that I didn't own her heart. But how do I tell her?"

"Just sit her down tonight and talk to her. I'll even go talk to her first and try and get you in her good graces."

Ron cleared his throat and stood up. "You're right. I'd appreciate it if you could go talk to her mate." He extended his hand to Harry. As soon as Harry shook it, Ron turned to leave. As soon as he was at the door, Harry called out to him. "Hey Ron." Ron turned around.

"Pride and Prejudice."

Ron looked at Harry like he sprouted another head.

"'Mione's favorite muggle book and muggle movie. They're both the same. It's Pride and Prejudice."

Ron gave Harry a glum smile and walked out of the door.

End of Flashback ---

"Harry Potter! Are you even listening to me?"

Harry grinned up sheepishly at Ginny. "Sorry love, what did you say?"

"I asked you what did you say to my brother this morning."

"I told him the truth. The cold hard truth. I made him see sense."

Ginny looked at Harry questioningly, then her expression softened.

"You told him that they weren't meant to be didn't you," she asked softly.

"Yeah," Harry said then made a move to stand up.

"Where are you going," Ginny called out to him as he walked towards the door.

"I need to go talk to Hermione. I promised Ron I would talk to her before he did tonight." As soon as Harry reached the door another thought struck him. 'I better go talk to someone else while I'm out today too,' he thought.

And with that we walked out the door and headed towards Hermione's flat and hoped to god that Ron had enough brains to stay away while he talked to her.