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Hermione was sitting quietly in the kitchen at her and Ron's apartment. She was looking at her tea for at least an hour without even trying it. She was very absent minded and that was a fact that was detectable even to Ron. Last night they had one of their infamous argues. She suggested that Harry should stay with them until the situation was under control. The truth was that the main subject of every conversation the last couple of days was around Harry and that was a soft spot for Ron. She remembered the bloody conversation with every little detail.

"Hermione, Harry is not a child and definitely you're not his bloody mother," Ron said with annoyance clear in his voice. "I'm sure that my mother will be more than pleased if Harry could stay with her. You know how she enjoys taking care of people. Especially Harry."

Hermione stared at him for a second and the responded. "It's not the same Ron, and you know it. We are his best friends. It is the least we can do…"

"Of course. You know Hermione you are engaged to me, not Harry. You should be a little concerned about me as well. But no, no. Our sole problem is Harry for once again in this damn lifetime."

"Ronald, are you listening to yourself. You are talking about our Harry. And what do you expect me to do when Harry is in that situation. Take care of what color of pillows we should put on the sofa?" Hermione was too stressed the last couple of days. It wasn't just that Harry got injured. That was something she could handle. After all it wasn't the first time. But his behavior towards her was something which bothered her a lot. And instead of minding her concerns and sadness Ron thought that it was the right time to bring up his ego issues.

Ron hesitated for a second but his anger overtook him." Yes Hermione you are right. Let's bring back Harry in here. I have missed so much hearing someone calling you a Mudblood." Her voice was full of sarcasm. "Or maybe, no. I have a better scenario. Let's put Harry in here and see what he can do to you if you approach him much. It would be fun."

"You know that all of these are consequences of a bloody curse, don't you?" It was her turn to be sarcastic.

"Hermione, you know something. Do whatever you want, already. But expect me to be happy for that." Before she could disagree more with him he had turned his back to her and went to sleep.

As her flash back ended she took the big decision. She put down her mug and apparated to Harry's house. She was surprised to see Ginny there.

"Hey Gin." She said carefully.

"Hey Hermione," the beautiful redhead said as she rushed to hug her. "I just wanted to check on Harry. He seems pretty fine to me. He is just a little moody. But it'll pass I'm sure. Now if you excuse e I have to get back at work." She kissed Hermione on the cheak and made her way to the fireplace.

The moment Ginny disappeared realization hit Hermione. Was she just jealous of Ginny? Sure, she and Harry had their past but it was past.

"Perfect," she said to herself. "It's getting better and better."

She opened quietly Harry's bedroom door being afraid that she would wake him up. But he wasn't asleep. When their eye gazes met Hermione felt as Harry was puzzled. She wasn't allowed to meet him since the Healers couldn't define what exactly the potion did but she had to see him. But his reaction was thankfully better than the last time.

"Good morning Harry, "she said carefully.

"I didn't want to see you in my house." His voice was so cold that Hermione felt a chill in the air.

"You like it or not I'm going to visit you."

"Oh, really. Then I'm going to ban you from entering my house. I will hire Aurors to guard the door if it is necessary. But I don't want to have contacts with a Mudblood."

Hermione knew that being angry wouldn't be a solution but she couldn't help it... "You must be a good actor then because the way you kissed me wasn't exactly showing that."

He clenched his fist angrily and his tone became dangerous." It was just a little game. Just a way to reduce adrenaline. I'm never going to touch you again."

Hermione felt her eyes filling with tears. He was standing a few meters away so with a couple of big steps she was able to reach him. She cupped his face her hands and whispered.

"Harry please don't say that. You don't mean it and you know it. It's hurting me a lot, don't you see it. Search in your head and heart. I'm your best friend, remember! I'm your Mione."

She couldn't hide her tears more so she turned to her hills and reached the room's exit when she heard Harry saying." I think that I have remembered something."