Ron had not been pleased, he had been working for his dad since school, as he had needed money. The twins had refused to hire him, and now the way they were acting, he was grateful they hadn't, or he would be jobless and broke. Well he did have his reward money back, from the house, but was crashing on a couch, and the job he hoped was temporary, he was wrong. He seemed to have found the black hole, the place no one came out of, which he should have known from his dad. His father was barely civil to him at work, sending an assistant to deal with him most of the time, and treated him like the plague.
He was sure the bad jobs he was given were out of spite, his father after all had the last say, and he was pissed at Ron. His bloody family seemed to forget he was their son, not Harry or Hermione. It was the little naive golden boy's fault, he ruined it all, Ron could be married and have it all, instead he was coming to the hospital for a burn along one arm, he received from a mad bewitched tea pot he had been sent to look into. He had no idea how he once found his dad's work stories so amusing.
He could not believe when he saw Harry was back. "So after ruining my life, you have decided to slide back out from what ever rock you were under."
Bill had stepped in front of Harry."What do you want?"
He should have known Bill would be with him, Bill had been as angry as the twins, and had been the one to lead the attack on him in the house. He had no idea how those two were connected, for they had barely met, and Bill lived in France now.
Ron sneered at his big brother. "So this is why you attacked me with spiders? You were mad because I got the first ride on your new boyfriend. Never knew you...."
Bill snarled."I wouldn't use that word unless you want to lose the measly little balls you have. Considering what you did to Harry, you're a hypocrite."
Oh fuck no, he was no queer, he was just a man who needed to have his physical needs met, one way or another. Hermione was gone, there were no women around, and he had needed some thing to stick his cock up, and fuck. Harry was just a fool, he should have known he was in it for sex, he had never made any promises to him. His former fiancé on the other hand, well he never thought Harry would be stupid enough to admit it, and Hermione should never have found out about them.
Ron looked at Harry. "You're just sore because you know I am such a good fuck, and you were jealous of Hermione. You reeled my family in with your lies."
Harry finally spoke. "You told me you loved me, perhaps not as a lover, but you loved me. You made me believe I could trust you. I gave you my first time."
Of course he did, Harry may have been the hero, but he could not get a girlfriend or boyfriend in school. He had some friends, but most of the school either idolized him or feared him, and either way he would never have even got action, in an alcove. Ginny had been the only person he dated, and Harry even when dating her, had seen her more like a sister, something he did not admit until they had hunted. Oh well, there had been Cho, but she had cried through the entire one date they had.
Ron moved towards him. "You were so naive, I said anything to get you in bed with me. But then you had to get all clingy, and make up lies to keep me."
Harry didn't want the couple to know about the baby."I never lied to you. The only person, to my shame that I lied to, was Hermione. I told you the truth."
Looking at Harry he could not tell, but with math, he assumed Harry would likely not be showing yet, especially with his muscular build. It could not be happening, there was no way Harry would not have miscarried in battle, when he faced Voldemort. There was not one of them who was not hexed, Harry could be no different.
He moved closer to Harry as he could tell Harry did not want the others to know. "You fucked some whore after battle, you won't hoist your bastard off on me."
Harry stopped Bill when he would step in. "I wouldn't let you near our daughter if you were the last baby-sitter on Earth. But your mother on the other hand........"
The little golden boy seemed to have grown a back bone, which was a shock, for he had always been a naive little goody two shoes. He may have been brave on the pitch, and in battle, but the only people he had ever stood up to, were Draco and Severus it seemed. Harry may not have grown a baby bump, but he got a back bone.
Bill handed him some forms. "You can't deny it. But you will never come near her, do you hear me little brother? I don't care if we share blood.'
Ron saw the results of a paternity test Severus insisted on doing."You can have her. I know you doctored these. Take the little slut back to France, will you."
Molly and Arthur were still there and had not heard most of it, but what they had over heard, was enough Arthur was as angry as Bill was. Molly had a feeling there was more Harry was not telling them, though she was not sure what, but she would find out. The betrayal was bad enough, but she had a sense there was more to all of this.
Harry turned to the couple."I'm sorry to have caused problems in your family. I am going to stay where I am, I don't want to cause any more tension for you guys."
Molly drew him into a hug. "I am sorry I suggested, I know it would likely be hard. But you did not cause any of this tension. You know you are always welcome."
Steaming mad, Ron could not believe this was happening, did he have to watch his parents fawn all over Harry? The sooner Harry disappeared off to France the better, with that little spawn of his. He knew he had no claim on the baby, unless Harry wanted support, but Harry never would. Ron hoped never to lay eyes on her.
Molly snapped at her son when he made a comment as Harry left. "Go get your arm looked at. It is obvious there is only one person in the world you care about."
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Hermione had heard that Ted was in the hospital, and Molly admitted she had seen Harry, but she had not seen him. She knew things were bad, for her leaving the hunt, but she also knew Harry had not told her about Ron, to protect her. He had loved her, and thought he was protecting her, even if he had been wrong. She couldn't deny, if the tables had been turned, she would have done the same. Harry thought she truly could still be happy with Ron, and wanted that.
She had gone to Grimmauld, but had been told Harry was not there, and there were so many Black homes. She went back though every day, before and after work, hoping Harry may come for something, or Kreacher may tell him. She was about to give up hope, but three days after Molly saw him, he came.
Harry looked at her. "I have been told you want to see me. You could have come to the hospital. I have spent every day with Ted."
Hermione came across the room. "I didn't think imposing on your time with him would help. I am glad you came."
When she tried to hug him he drew back from her, and she reminded herself not to be hurt, for she knew things would be rough between them. She was a bit confused, they had hugged after battle and during the funerals, but it may have been the emotions of the time.
She stopped."Harry I am so sorry, you know I am. You know when I left the hunt I regretted it every day. And I had no idea Ron would ever pull any of this."
Harry barely looked at her. "I know Mione. I forgave you for leaving, before the final battle. And I don't blame anyone but Ron for what he did to both of us."
That should have made her feel relief, for she had been worried she and Harry would not be friends again, that he could not forgive her. She should have known better, Harry had always had a good heart, and he was such a forgiving person, she just knew it would have taken time. The relief she should have felt was replaced with confusion, for she knew there had to be something else, some reason he was so distant with her. And it was not just her, but everyone back home.
Harry shook her off when she pressed further. "I just need time. You should understand that Mione. I lost my dad, and my best friend betrayed me."
Hermione knew it was more, and she knew she could not stop till she found out why. Harry and she had been best friends since they were eleven, and she could not just let him walk out of here, before she found out what was wrong with him. She had made that mistake once, after the funerals, not again.
Hermione physically prevented him from leaving. "There is something more, you're not just hurt Ron betrayed you. Harry, please tell me what is wrong."