AN: Happy Wednesday my lovely readers! I had a small respite at my cabin for a little over a week. I feel much better about my stories and writing as you probably have been able to tell since I have been updating all of my stories this week. Now it is confession time: this story is coming to a close. I'm sorry everyone but that's the way the cookie crumbles. Once again anything you recognize is JK Rowling's anything you don't is mine.
I fiddled absently with one of the many empty shot glasses next to me the side of my face pressed against the cool counter. "Another shot."
"Sorry, girly, but I'm cutting you off." Aberforth growled cleaning a filthy mug with an even dirtier rag.
"But I neeeed it." I said my throat thick with tears. "It's the only thing that matters."
"That's not true, girly, and you know it." Aberforth said tossing the rag under the counter. "Every night for the past three weeks you have been coming in here and drinking till your words are so slurred I can barely understand you. What happened to you?"
"Boyfriend —"
"Ahhh, the boy wonder and you having problems?" He asked setting down a Gillywater in front of me. "Drink."
I slowly lifted my head but everything swam horribly and I dropped my head back down with a thunk. My arm barely moved as I tried to grip the glass. It was difficult trying to take a drink from the glass but I did. The moment I did I could feel my surroundings were slowly coming into focus.
"Yes. He and I —" A sob caught in my throat. "we went to Godric's Hallow. It was — devastating — going into the house. He was — horrified by the nursery. I — I — left him alone s-so — he could work through his emotions. A-and he hasn't — gotten back — t-to me!"
"Girly," Aberforth sighed and slowly shook his head. "You should go to him. He needs you. He needs someone who loves him, you do love him don't you?"
"Of course!" I gasped pushing up from the bar stool swaying slightly on my feet. Whatever Aberforth had given me helped but not enough. "And since I love him I'm going to give him time to work through everything."
"But that's just it! He doesn't want to be alone, girly. He wants you, nay, he needs you." Aberforth said his blue eyes hard. "Go. To. Him."
"Fine. I'll go right now!" I growled taking a shaky step back.
"No! Girly! Don't Apparate unless you're sober!" But I was already twisting out of the bar. I hated Apparating but this was a desperate situation. It was a horrible feeling, I could only describe it as being pressed on every side like I was going through a very small tube. My head pounded and I finally came to a stop outside Grimmauld Place.
"Harry?" I pushed open the door and stumbled over the lip of the entrance. "HARRY?"
"Hermione?" A voice called. My boyfriend came around the corner from the dining room. It was hard to focus on him. Everything was spinning too much and I was afraid I would be sick. "Baby what the hell happened to you? Are you — drunk?"
"I drank. A lot." I said nodding as Harry got closer to me. He was a little blurry and I grabbed onto his arm when he got close enough.
"You hate drinking." Harry said holding me up. "What drove you to it?"
"You," I sighed letting my head rest against his shoulder. My breath hit his neck and he shivered before wrapping an arm around my waist.
"What did I do?" Harry asked pulling me up the steps. My feet kept stumbling over each step and Harry sighed before pulling me up into his arms. "What did I do to make you drink Hermione?"
"You didn't owl me." I said feeling the tears prick my eyes. "I left you — a note. Why didn't — you owl — me?"
"I didn't see your note baby, I thought you were mad at me." Harry muttered opening a door and placed me on the bed Harry and I had shared before. I was pretty sure it was the one Ron and Harry had shared before.
"No, not mad. Giving you time." I said as Harry unzipped my dress and slipped it off my body. He pulled off my shoes next before crawling in next to me.
"Time for what?" Harry asked pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Whooh you have been drinking."
"To work through the — the emotions of the nursery." I said thickly. My head was swimming and it was hard to keep my eyes on Harry.
"I did baby. It took a couple days but I'm okay baby. It would have been nice if you had been there with me but you weren't. Next time, please ask me before doing something for my own good, okay?" Harry asked pressing a kiss to my hair.
"Okay Harry." I whispered snuggling against Harry's firm chest. He ran his fingers through my curls and I almost shivered with pleasure. It felt so good to be close to him again.
"It feels so good to have you in my arms again." Harry muttered snuggling down next to me. "I haven't had a good nights sleep since we've been apart."
"Me neither," I whispered. I watched Harry as his eyes slowly fluttered shut. It didn't take long for him to start snoring softly. He only did that when he was so tired he could barely keep his eyes open. I smiled and nestled myself closer to him letting myself relax against him. Harry, in his sleep, pulled me closer to him. I shut my eyes and felt myself drop off to sleep.
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