A/N: I am not going to make excuses for my long absence. (if you want to know, check out Malfoy who) On with the story!
Disclaimer: I am already depressed. I do not need more depression in my life.
Ron had finally finished packing and was just double-checking his bedroom. He went through the closet and found a shoe, which he threw into the growing pile of his things by the door. He was about to turn back to the task at hand, when the door opened to reveal Hermione. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and tears still streamed down her face.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you Ron." She said quietly. "It's just. . . I got so mad when you left. . . and when you came back, I let all my anger out on you.' She explained, never looking Ron in the face. Ron sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair.
"I think we just need a break from all this." She continued. "Plus, I don't think it would be a good idea to let you and Hugo in the same house."
Ron nodded his agreement. "I am sorry, Ron." Hermione repeated.
"It's okay 'Mione." Ron said. "I think it would be best if we took a break also. I'll just stay with Harry." He gathered his stuff and went downstairs to Apparate to the Potter's.