Chapter 11
Harry's POV
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As he crept up the front steps to Hermione's house he listened intently. There were no screams coming from inside. No insults, or breaking of china, so Harry let out a relieved breath that he didn't even realize he was holding.
"Thank God," he muttered. Ron had some sense left and left her alone to cool down. 'All the better for me,' he thought. He knew what it was like when Hermione was in a rage. He had been at the receiving end of one or two himself and knew from experience how they could be.
Shuddering at the thought, he went ahead and knocked on the door. There was no answer. He waited a minute to see if he could hear any footsteps walking down the hall to answer the door, but there were none.
He knocked again.
Once..
Twice..
Three times.
Finally he gave up and just tried the door, to find it unlocked.
He stepped inside. "Mione? You here?" when he didn't get an answer he went looking around for her. He had been around Hermione too long to get worried when she didn't answer. Usually when she was engrossed in something it could take someone an hour to get her to hear what they were trying to tell her in the first place.
He crept up to the second floor landing and saw that hermione's room was ajar. He was not paying any attention to the sound of a shower getting turned off from her master bathroom. He poked his head inside and really wished he hadn't. He was graced with the sight of a nearly naked Hermione, cloaked only in a towel with water cascading down her hair.
"Dear God I think I'm blind," Harry gasped!
"Harry James Potter! What the hell do you think you're doing coming into my house unannounced?"
"I knocked! And yelled your name…I didn't think I'd see you like this, I mean nearly n-naked," he sputtered.
Hermione was clutching at her towel like it was a life raft.
Harry clapped a hand over his eyes. "I actually came over to talk to you about R- err I mean something." He peeked through his fingers to see her face.
She looked slightly angry but not as bad as he thought.
"I'll meet you in the kitchen Harry, just give me a few minutes."
Harry turned and pretty much sprinted down the stairs and flung himself into a chair at the kitchen table and waited for Hermione to get ready and come down.
After waiting for only about fifteen minutes, he heard Hermione walking down the stairs and finally appear in to kitchen.
She walked to the cabinets and pulled out a cup and started to fill it with some strawberry milk.
"Hope you enjoyed your peep show," she smirked over her cup. "I don't think Ginny will be too angry with you seeing as it's only me," she joked.
Harry could feel his face start to flush. "Don't want to think about it," he muttered. "Might have to scour my eyes out when I get home."
Hermione laughed. "I'm glad you think so much of me Harry." She sat down across from him. "Now I believe that you came here to talk to me right?"
Harry nodded a little unwillingly and hoped she would understand who he came to talk about, even if she didn't catch his slip up earlier.
She did…"And this conversation deals with a certain red head am I right? Someone that I am not pleased with in the slightest at the moment? My husband Harry?"
He felt like a little kid telling his best friend's mom what his best friend did. "Yeah," he mumbled.
Hermione waited for Harry to continue.
"Ron came over to my house early this morning an-" he was cut off.
"I guess he came crying to you and you took his side in everything didn't you?" she seethed.
"well before you bite my head off you might want to let me finish," harry said irritatingly.
Hermione had the grace to blush. "Sorry, go ahead."
"well he told me his side of the story, and yes he was EXPECTING me to take his side but I didn't."
"You didn't? but why?" Hermione was stunned.
"Because he was in the wrong Hermione. And just because he is my best friend doesn't mean that I will take his side in everything. Like I said, he is my best friend but you have been there for me even when he wasn't. " He waited a moment before he went on. "I came over here because I told Ron I would talk to you." He saw Hermione start to say something and held up a hand to stop her. "I told him that you two weren't meant to be together and if he even wanted to keep you as a friend he will let you go so you can be happy."
"you what?"
"I told him to let you go."
"and he agreed to this?"
"yeah he did actually. He doesn't know anything about you anymore. Not your favorite color, nor your favorite muggle book or muggle movie."
"Like you do," she scoffed.
"Green, and movie and book are the same…Pride and Prejudice."
She gaped at him. "I can't believe you remember."
Harry sighed and took her hand. "the people who you really matter to remember that kind of stuff. You need to open your eyes 'Mione. I remember that kind of stuff because you matter to me. Because you mean more to me than just a physical attraction like most men would see you as. But mostly because you are my friend Hermione and I care about you so I remember things like that."
He wiped a tear off of her cheek.
"I bet you'll find that someone else remembers things like that about you."
"I don't know what you're talking about," she muttered thickly.
"You know exactly what and of whom I am talking about Hermione. He loves you just as much now as he has before if not more. And before you ask, yes I know because even though we may not be the best of friends I've come to like the man and he has confided a bit in me. He will make you Hermione."
Hermione stood up and gave Harry a hug.
"I appreciate what you came here to do Harry, But I don't think I can make him happy harry he deserves more than me. Don't worry I will talk to Ron tonight and do the best for myself in that respect. I think you should get back to Ginny and enjoy the rest of your day," she said softly.
Harry sighed, and took her chin in his hand. "You deserve each other. He will make you happy, but you have to be happy with yourself first."
He kissed her nose and turned to leave. "Bye 'Mione, think about what I said ok?"
And without another word he turned on the spot and apparated directly into Malfoy Manor.