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Here Without You	By : articcat621 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Sirius/Hermione Views: 7300 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hermione sat in the Gryffindor Common Room, awkwardly twisting her hands in her lap. She was waiting for Ron, well, waiting to see if he would come through anytime soon. She really wanted to talk to him, because they really did have a lot to talk about.

She sat back on the couch, and sighed. Ronald frustrated her to no end. Sure he was a complete arse the majority of his life, but he was her friend. Hermione was torn.

On one hand, she wanted to forgive Ronald. She missed his friendship and all the things that came along with that. She wanted to stay up late talking about stupid things, like Quidditch, or just sit there and watch him eat an entire cake by himself! It was little moments like those that she really loved being around Ron. He was funny, caring, and, in his own little way, completely brilliant. He really did do his best when the rest of the world seemed to take him for advantage.

But then there were the other issues concerning Ronald. He had a temper. One that could rival a toddler. He is quick to judge, and always thinks his opinion is right. He is so jealous. Of her for getting the recognition in school, of Harry for being the "Chosen One", of his brothers for being more noticeable. It was sad, but she supposed he couldn't help it. But still, Ron would completely jealous of Sirius, and Hermione wasn't sure if she would be able to deal with that. Hermione knew she would always love Sirius, but she wasn't sure if Ron would ever be able to come to terms with that. Ron had loved her for ages, but she just couldn't return those feelings. He was her best friend, her brother. She couldn't return those feelings, even if she tried.

Ron was just so frustrating. He always takes things out of context. He always cares about his ego. If his pride is wounded, which is most likely is in this case, he'll probably be a complete arse to her until he gets over it, which could takes ages, or years even! She was just lost at what to do. Plus, he is a complete mother's boy, so he might just be siding with Molly. She thought about angry Ron was sometimes. It was a bit ridiculous, being angry as all the saints in hell. And he did blabber on about the stupidest things sometime.

Hermione tossed her head into her hands. She just didn't know what to do! Ron is supposedly my best friend. I should definitely try and make up with him. I miss him, and our fight has really hurt my feelings. I need to try and fix this..

But then the small voice in the back of her head argued with her. You haven't done anything wrong! This is completely Ronald's fault. He's mad because you don't want to be with him, and that's completely lousy of him! He should want you to be happy, not be selfish and want you all for himself! It's completely his fault. He should approach YOU and apologize to YOU. Not the other way around.

Hermione knew her conscience was right. But she argued back anyway. Ron is too thick headed. He won't want to apologize, because he probably thinks he's right. I need to be the one to make a move, or else it will never happen. And I can't allow that. He means too much to me.

But you don't mean enough for him to make the move first?

Hermione sighed in defeat. She knew she wouldn't win this one. She came to a decision. She would talk to Ron and try and see how he felt on things, but if it wasn't going to work, it just wouldn't work.

After sitting on the couch for another half hour or so, Hermione glanced at the clock. Curfew was soon! Where on earth was he?

As if on cue, Ron stumbled through the portrait, a giggly Lavender following him. Great, just great, she thought to herself. Hermione sat on the couch, waiting for Ron to notice her. He did.

"Oh, Hermione. What are you doing here?" He asked, unsure of what was about to happen.

"I want to talk to you Ron," Hermione spoke, her voice quiet from her nerves.

"Oh. Umm, well, I suppose we can." He answered, shifting awkwardly, still holding Lavender's hand.

Lavender dropped her hand, and started pouted. "But Won Won, I thought we were going to snog some more!"

Hermione clenched her teeth. That woman absolutely drove her wild. I mean really, did she not have an ounce of class in her body?

Ron shrugged, "It'll only take a second Lav. I'll be right back."

He walked out the portrait, and Hermione took that as her cue to follow him. She found him pacing in the hallway.

"Ron?" She asked, and he stopped walking.

"Hermione, before you say anything. I need to say something first. I'm sorry, I'm a git. A giant one. One that doesn't deserve to have a friend like you, if that's even what we are anymore. But I, you just have to understand, I've done nothing wrong! Everyone is mad at me, when I didn't do a damn thing!" He practically shouted.

Hermione winced. She didn't think this conversation was going to go very well. "Ron, you did though. The way you're treating me, it isn't right. I don't deserve this, and you have no right!"

"I have every right Hermione!"

"No Ron, you don't!" She argued back. "We were never anything but friends. I don't know where you got the notion that I wanted to marry you."

"You broke my heart Hermione! I do have the right to be a jerk. You have no idea how much you've hurt me. I've loved you for years. For years Hermione! But I just never made a move because you never seemed interested. Not just in me, but in guys in general! I was waiting for you to be ready. All this time, I've been waiting, and for what! Nothing! For you to get knocked up by some other bloke. Someone who is old enough to be your father! Hermione, that's disgusting!" Ron was red in the face, his anger leaking out into his words.

"Ron, listen to yourself! I never asked you to wait! I never wanted to be with you! Why couldn't you see that! As for Sirius being older, I'm sorry. You can't help who you fall in love with. Please, just get over it." Hermione begged him to see reason.

"Yes you can Hermione! If you told yourself to love me long enough, you would. We could be happy, raising the kid together as a family. He'd have tons of brothers and sisters. It'd be great. Why can't you see that! You can learn to love me Hermione. Please, let me love you. I'd never leave you. I'd protect you, and provide for you. You wouldn't have to worry about a thing."

Hermione shook her head. "You aren't even listening to what I have to say, or my opinions. I don't want to love you like that Ron. You're like my brother, that's it. Nothing more, nothing less. Don't ask me to do something I can't do."

Ron clenched his fists in anger. "Hermione, you're making me so angry! You're tearing me up inside. Please, just, please."

Hermione snorted. "You have Lavender waiting for you Ronald. I think you'll survive."

Ron shook his head. "I don't love her Mione, just you. She's just a shag, she doesn't matter."

Hermione scoffed. "That's exactly why we'll never be together. If you really loved me, you wouldn't be sleeping around with other women!"

Ron growled. "Hermione, you wouldn't understand! A man has needs!"

"And women have feelings!" She retorted. "Feelings that you clearly have no desire to take into consideration."

"Mione-"

"No. Ron. I didn't come here to argue with you. Are we still friends or not? Because honestly, I'm tired of fighting with you. I miss our friendship, I miss what we used to be. Please, Ron, please." Hermione was trying her best to hold back her tears. She wasn't sure what would happen next.

"Hermione, I'm sorry. I want to be with you. Not just friends." Ron stated, his eyes staring at the floor.

Hermione took in a deep breath. "So that's it then? You can't be friends with me?" She closed her eyes, preparing for the heartbreak.

"I can't Mione. I can't be around you, and not want more. I love you Hermione, but I just can't do that for you. Sorry." He whispered, his voice hoarse. He turned and walked back into the Common Room, where Lavander was waiting.

Hermione just turned around and walked back to her room as fast as her legs could carry her. Tears were streaming down her face. She got to her portrait, and whispered the password, Fidelitas, and barged in.

Ernie was sitting at the table with Hannah Abbott, and both looked up alarmed when Hermione burst into the room crying hysterically.

"Hermione?" Ernie called out, but he received no answer. He heard Hermione's bedroom door slam shut, and her sobbing on the other side.

Hannah stood, frowning. "I'm going to go find Ginny or Harry. They can help." She leaned forward and kissed Ernie on the cheek. "I'll be back dear."

Ernie simply nodded in agreement, and walked over to Hermione's door, trying to get her to open it.

Hannah ran through the halls, trying to figure out where Harry or Ginny would be. She headed towards Gryffindor Tower, hoping that either one of them would be there. Her and Ernie were used to Hermione crying, but they couldn't remember the last time it had been so hysterical. You could tell she wasn't crying about whatever it was she usually did.

Hannah was so absorbed in her thoughts she didn't realize she was coming up on a person. She walked smack into them, both crashing onto the floor.

Hannah tried to sit up, but stopped. Her butt was killing her! "I'm so sorry!" She mumbled to the other figure on the floor.

A lumos was cast, and Hannah found who she had bumped into. "Harry!"

Harry grinned, and got to his feet. He held out a hand to Hannah, and helped pull her up. "Hannah, what on earth are you running through the halls for?"

"Harry, you need to come quick! Hermione is in hysterics! Ernie is trying to talk to her, but I doubt she's responding. She needs you." Hannah panted out.

Harry paled, trying to figure out what would have sent her over the edge like that. Her started bustling down the hall towards the Heads dorms, Hannah trailing behind them.

They got to the portrait and rushed in. Harry could feel his heart pounding. He was worried.

Ernie breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them. "I couldn't get her to stop. All this stress isn't good for the baby. I tried Harry, I'm sorry."

Harry clapped Ernie on the back, "It's all right. You did a good job Ernie."

Ernie nodded in response. He walked over and grabbed Hannah's hand, and exited the dorm.

"Hermione, I'm coming in." Harry said, lowering Hermione's wards.

He took in the sight of her, wrapped up in her blankets. She was sobbing so hard she was shaking. Harry sighed, and crawled into bed with her. He wrapped his arms around her, and held her tightly. He knew they had a long night ahead of them.
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