Disclaimer- I don't own anything related to Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does. Even if she screwed up the ending. Nor do I own the songs that I use they belong to those artists. I make no money from this. Just want to entertain people

A/N- I decided to update sooner than I was going to. One of my classes got cancelled so I had some free time and decided to write.

Chapter Four- Cut Here

Harry could not sleep at all that night. The looming lunch with Hermione kept him up most of the night. He looked at the clock and thought seven o'clock, I didn't sleep at all. I guess it's time to get up. I need to call Julian and ask him for some advice.

So Harry decided to call Julian, one of the few wizard friends that he had in Texas.

"Hello?" answered Julian groggily. He obviously was still asleep.

"Julian, its Harry. I need you to get over here right now I am in some deep shite right now" said Harry.

"What the hell bro? It's seven o'clock. Let me sleep a bit more" replied Julian.

"No. Get up and get your arse over here right now" Harry said with annoyance in his voice.

"How many times do I have to tell you its ass not arse? Alright I'm up. I'll be over in like fifteen minutes" said Julian as he hung up.

Fifteen Minutes Later

There was a knock on Harry's door. Julian could've apparated directly into the apartment but he didn't want to catch Harry at a bad time.

"Thanks Jules I really appreciate you coming over on such short notice" said Harry as he gave Julian a cup of coffee.

"This better be good. You know I'm no good before eleven. So what's this 'deep shite' your in?" asked Julian.

"They found me" replied Harry.

"Who found you?" asked Julian with a confused look on his face. He knew the story behind why Harry had left Britain but he didn't expect that to be the reason that he called him over so early in that morning.

"Who do you think? The people I've been staying away from for the past five years" said Harry.

"Oh. Wow. How the hell did they find you? Who is it? That red-head that you dated in school? Or is it that piece of shit that you were telling me about? What's his name, umm Ron right?" asked Julian. He didn't expect Harry to be found hiding out in Houston of all places. Not many British people came to Texas.

"I don't know how they found me. They were at the show last night. They cornered me as I was walking out. It was Ginny, the red-head, and Susan Bones, this girl I knew in school. Ron wasn't with them. I'm sure there would've been some sort of fight if he had been there. But she was there" said Harry.

"Who? You don't mean..."Julian said as his voice trailed off.

"Yeah. Hermione was the one that confronted me. And now I have to go to lunch with her and she wants to know why I left. What do I do?" asked Harry. He looked so lost.

"Well, I think the only thing that you can do is tell her the whole story" said Julian. As Harry was about to protest he continued, "Harry from what you've told me, you owe her an explanation. She stood by you all those times and then you just up and left. Yeah she kissed that douche bag but she's still your best friend. You love her Harry. And don't say that you don't. Although you think we haven't noticed, every time you get drunk, which is too often for your own good, you start talking about her. You're trying to forget her with the alcohol and that's not a good thing. You need to tell her everything including how you feel. It will do you a world of good."

"Your right" said Harry. "But what if she doesn't feel the same, what if she never wants to talk to me again?"

"From what you've told me about her than I think that she'll want you back no matter what. And if she doesn't feel the same at least you let her know how you feel about her" said Julian. He was fairly sure that Hermione felt the exact same way as Harry did. There was no way that someone would support someone the way she supported Harry if they didn't truly love that person. He just needs to figure it out for himself.

"Thanks Julian. I feel much better now" said Harry.

"No problem man. That's what friends are for. Now you got to get ready. Make sure you wear something nice and do something about that hair and beard. You look like a hobo" said Julian laughing as he apparated away before Harry could come up with a retort.

At the hotel

Hermione had just woken up. The thought of having lunch with Harry had not allowed her a good night's sleep. So she was sitting in the living room of their suite drinking a cup of coffee. Yes she was British, but that didn't mean that she didn't enjoy a good cup of coffee.

"What are you doing up so early?" asked Ginny as she was coming out of the bathroom.

"I couldn't sleep" replied Hermione.

"Me neither" said Ginny. "Finding Harry got me all riled up and I couldn't sleep at all."

"Yeah, me too. Except there's also the fact that I am having lunch with him today and he said he is going to tell me why he left" said Hermione.

"What?! You're having lunch with him?! Well you have to start getting ready! Come on, up and at 'em" said Ginny.

"What has gotten into you Ginny?" asked Hermione confused at her friend's excitement.

"Hermione, why do you keep lying to yourself? You're not fooling anyone" replied Ginny.

"I am not lying to myself about anything. I have no idea what you're talking about" said Hermione with an edge to her voice. She knew what Ginny was talking about but she didn't want to admit it.

"Alright tough love it is. You love him Hermione. You always have, you always will. Now stop acting like you don't" said Ginny. She could see that Hermione was about to try and deny it so she decided to continue talking, "Hermione, we've all known for a long time that you loved Harry as more than just a best friend. You stood by him all those times when no one else did, even when my idiot brother didn't. If you didn't love him you wouldn't have done everything that you did for him. If you didn't love him then his leaving wouldn't have affected you as much as it did. For the past five years you've thrown yourself into your work so that you wouldn't have to think about him. That's not healthy Hermione. So what are you going to do now that you have another chance to let him know how you feel?"

"What do you want me to do Ginny? Do you want me to just come out and tell him that I was barely alive without him? Do you want me to tell him that I love him more than anything in this world?" asked Hermione with tears in her eyes. She had never said those words out loud and she knew that everything that Ginny had said was true.

"Yes. That's exactly what you are going to do Hermione. Both of you have suffered quite enough" said Ginny. As soon as she said the last part she knew she had said too much.

"What do you mean 'both' of us Ginny? What do you know?" asked Hermione. Her friend knew something as wasn't telling her.

"You have to figure that out on your own Hermione. Now go and get ready" said Ginny.

Hermione knew she wasn't going to get anything out of Ginny so she decided that she would start getting ready for her lunch with Harry.

One O'clock Harry's Apartment

Hermione had just apparated outside of Harry's apartment. Come on Hermione you can do this she thought as she knocked on the door.

Harry opened the door and saw Hermione and thought to himself wow she looks incredible, well she always did.

"Hey Hermione, you ready to go?" said Harry as he gave her a hug.

"Yeah let's go" replied Hermione.

With that Harry and Hermione walked out the door and headed to Saltgrass Steak House.

It was going to be a very interesting lunch.

A/N- This chapter was inspired by Cut Here by The Cure. So the next chapter we see the situation after the Final Battle through Hermione's eyes and a revelation comes to light.