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Truth by ginny_malfoy22
Chapter 12 : Feelings
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The first couple of weeks of the summer went by without incident. Neville came over to the Burrow most days, and I was staying there since I never had to go back to the Dursleys again. Occasionally Luna would be invited too, but she tended not to come because of Ron.

We played a lot of Quidditch. Sometimes Fred and George would join us. Hermione and Neville stayed on the ground, talking. Hermione read, of course, and when she did that Neville read some Herbology books. I had no idea how they could stand it. I hated reading, and only read if I had to for school. Which I didn’t have to anymore.

It was freeing but at the same time scary. We were finished with school. We had out whole lives ahead of us. And I had no Voldemort looming over me, I had nothing to worry about.

It made me extremely worried.

One thing that hadn’t changed was that nearly everyone could still see through Hermione’s façade. She put on a happy face, as always, but it didn’t work for me. It didn’t work for anyone. Even Ron was beginning to doubt it. Finally, two weeks into the summer holidays, Ron pulled Hermione aside to talk. Ginny and I fumbled around with the extendable ears in out pockets as Neville rolled his eyes. Ron and Hermione were in the sitting room, so Ginny and I sneaked outside the door to listen.

“Don’t tell me nothing’s wrong, Hermione, I know it’s a lie. Just, please, Hermione, is it me?” Ron asked sadly. I was glad I couldn’t see the guilty look on her face.

“Ron, I’m sorry. I hate the fact that this is going to hurt you, you mean a lot to me. You’re my best friend, I’m just not in love with you like that. I used to like you, I’m not denying that, but we’ve been together nearly three years. Surely I’d have fallen in love with you by now, and I haven’t, and in all honesty Ron, I hate to admit it, but I think I’m in love with somebody else,” Hermione said. I gasped. She never mentioned that to me. Ginny gave me a look that clearly said ‘I told you so’.

“I understand Hermione. I know you don’t want to hurt me. I just can’t be around you for awhile. I don’t want to lose you either, you are important to me, and if that means we’re just friends, then that’s fine, I just need time,” Ron said in a small voice. I pitied him then, but at the same time I want to yell with happiness. Hermione wasn’t with Ron anymore! We heard them stand up and me and Ginny ran away form the door and went to talk to Neville. I didn’t pay attention to the conversation Ginny made up on the spot, though I think it had something to do with spaghetti and Muggles. Not that it mattered, but I was doing the conga on the inside. Hermione wasn’t with Ron anymore! I could have my chance, as long as Hermione felt the same way!

Of course, I would need to give Ron time. He was still my best friend.

Ron walked up to us, and gave me an odd look.

“What are you grinning about, Harry?” he asked bitterly. I knew why he was bitter. Because he didn’t have anything to grin about. I shrugged.

“Just thinking about the life I could have now that Voldemort’s gone and we’ve finished with school. I could find someone to love, marry them, have kids. I’ve never really had a family, that would be nice,” I made up on the spot. I noticed Ron’s face fall as I said that, and I mentally hit myself.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, putting on my best concerned face.

“Hermione and I have decided it’s for the best to split up. It wasn’t really working for us,” he said, giving me a small smile. I glanced at Ginny who gave her brother a hug.

“That’s too bad. You’ll find someone though. Are you still going to be friends?” she asked. Ron nodded.

“Eventually. Just need time. We’re still good friends,” he said. I smiled, and gave a small sigh of relief.

“That’s good. You’re both my best friends, I’d hate things to be awkward forever,” I said. Ron gave me a small smile.


Hermione had gone back to stay with her parents for awhile. It was fair enough really, it was awkward at the Burrow. Of course, Ron didn’t mind when a couple of the days out of the week I went to visit Hermione. He knew she was still my friend as well.

Of course, he didn’t know I was completely in love with her, but that didn’t matter.

I appeared outside the Grangers house, and knocked on the door. Hermione answered the door and gave me a huge smile. I was taken aback. I didn’t think she’d want to see me that much.

“How have you been?” I asked, walking into the house. Hermione shrugged as we sat ourselves down on the sofa in her sitting room.

“I’m glad it’s finally over with. I had been dreading it for awhile, and it’s slightly better that he came to me. I feel sorry for him though. I told him I thought I was in love with someone else,” she said, meeting my eyes at that point. I blinked, and smiled at her.

“He doesn’t seem to mind. He said to me that he definitely still wants to be your friend, he just needs time,” I said. Hermione smiled back at me.

“I hope so. He’s still important to me, he’s just more like a brother,” he said. I nodded, and we were silent for awhile. Then a thought crossed my mind. Who was Hermione in love with? I knew if I asked her she would think I was being too nosy, but I needed to know.

“You think you’re in love with someone else? Who?” I asked softly. Hermione met my eyes again, and I could see the reflection of my eyes in her. She had this odd look, a soft, caring look. She smiled, and her twitched towards me, before she moved it back. We kept staring at each other for awhile, until Hermione tore her eyes away, and cleared her throat.

“How’s Ginny, Neville, and Luna?” Hermione asked, looking at her feet determinedly. I shrugged.

“They’re okay. Ginny says she’s going to come visit you tomorrow, she wants to chat. Neville may be pulled along, I’m not sure,” I said. Hermione nodded. She still wouldn’t look at me. I sat there for a moment, getting more and more agitated.

“Hermione! What the bloody hell is wrong!?” I snapped at her. She instantly looked at me, and I could she her eyes were puffy.

“Harry, I’ve just broken up with Ron,’ she said sadly. I looked at her confused. I thought she was happy it was over? Hermione rolled her eyes when she saw my confused expression.

“And your point is?” I asked, trying to get my head around it.

“Merlin, Harry, I don’t mind that it’s over with Ron, I just can’t do something with anyone else, especially…” she trailed off, and I knew what she was getting at. She was thinking about us staring into each others eyes before. I reached out to place a hand on her arm to comfort her, but she moved her arm away.

“Harry, please,” she whispered. I looked at her sadly. Now I knew she felt the same way, it really hurt. Or at least, I thought she did.

“Hermione, listen to me. Do you…do you have feelings for me?” I asked, my voice all husky. She looked down, and made a small nod of her head. I put my fingers under her chin and pulled her face up. I leant towards her, and pressed my lips against hers. For a small moment, she didn’t do anything, but then she kissed back. It was wonderful. I couldn’t understand why it had taken so long for this to happen. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever had.

I pulled her onto my lap, and we started kissing passionately. I could feel my tongue sliding out of my mouth and hitting her teeth, and she opened her mouth as well.

We stayed in our embrace for a moment longer until finally we broke apart to catch our breath. We gazed at each for awhile, and then Hermione got up.

“Do you want a drink?” she asked nervously. I nodded, smiling.

“That would be nice, thanks,” I said, and I followed her into the kitchen. She poured me a glass of lemonade, and poured herself one. We drank, and then Hermione put her glass on the bench.

“Let’s not tell Ron yet,” Hermione said quietly. I nodded, and put my hand on her cheek.

“I love you,” I muttered. She smiled at me, and gave me a peck on the lips.

“I love you, too,” she said. I smiled at her, and we then went back into the sitting room to talk.

She finally knew my feelings. And she returned them. Ginny had been right all along, again. I had to hand it to her, she sure knew how to pick things like that up.

AN~ So, here's the twelth chapter! So exciting! It's nearly over...there's just a few things to be cleared up. After all, this is called Truth - irony over the fact that no one knows the truth hehehehe. Anyway, I tried to make this chapter longer, I hope you enjoyed it! It was what I've been looking forward to most from when I started writing it! Thanks for reading, please leave me a review!



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