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The Secret Heartache of Hermione Granger
Chapter Seven
By darthelwig
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I don’t own the characters.
This story is rated R.
Special thanks to everyone who has reviewed this story. I
hope that this final chapter is everything you hoped it would be. It was a
bloody difficult write.
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She never
wanted to hurt him He knew that. It was just terribly difficult to lose someone
you always thought would be there for you.
He knew they would still be
friends if he wished it. He mind understood that she still loved him in her own
way. She would always be his friend. It was his heart that couldn’t handle the
betrayal and the loss. His heart was screaming with the agony of losing her being
‘in love’.
She had been his for too short a
time. He had discovered too late that he needed her. Now her decision was made
and he could do nothing to change her mind. He knew he deserved this. He had
let things go for too long, trusting that nothing would change between them
until he was ready, but their time had come and gone, it seemed. And now there
was nothing left to do but try to be happy for them.
He wanted to be. He loved his
sister deeply. If one thing could be said about his family, it was that they
loved each other more than anything. Ginny was his cherished little sister. No
amount of teasing or fighting could ever change that.
But now she had Hermione.
He had wanted Hermione for so
long, without even realizing the depth of it. He had spent years at her side
before he discovered the simple truth that he loved her. And even then, he
couldn’t say the words. He couldn’t admit that he wanted that beautiful, bossy
and highly intelligent witch to be his own. She outstripped him by far in every
ability. She was brilliant and amazing and caring. He thought now how
remarkable it was that he hadn’t seen himself falling in love with her.
But why wouldn’t he have? She was
magnificent. But she was also worth far more than he was, and that knowledge
had kept him quiet in those instances when he had wanted to take her in his
arms and kiss her. She would have let him have her, he knew. She loved him. But
how could he do that when he didn’t deserve her?
Then there was Victor to think
about. Her friendship with the Quidditch player could have so easily developed
into something more. Ron knew Victor had wanted it to. He had to give the other
man some credit. He had never given up. Even now he sent her letters, hoping
she would change her mind and give him half a chance. Victor had thought Harry
was the obstacle but those around Hermione knew better. She had been waiting
for Ron.
And he had made her wait a long
time. Now he understood how truly stupid he had been. She couldn’t wait
forever. Her heart couldn’t handle that. It had to eventually move on. And so she
had. Her desire lay elsewhere now. With Ginny. It was so obvious to him now how
he had screwed things up. He only wished he had seen his mistakes sooner.
And so his anger was gone. The
hurt would fade. But the sense of loss was as sharp and cutting as it had been
that first moment, when he had seen them kissing in the bushes. He felt like a
huge piece of his heart had been ripped away, the hole left raw and bleeding. He
felt like he was slowly dying from it. His heart ached in his chest, the pain
his punishment for his apathy. He should have tried hr for for her. He should
have done better by her. But now it would be Ginny who was given that
opportunity.
He knew that Ginny would never
fail her. Ginny was observant and loving, always thoughtful about other people.
She would be better for Hermione than he could ever hope to be. Now he just
wanted the pain to go away. He wanted to share in the joy they were
experiencing. He wanted to be a part of their happiness together, if being with
Ginny wast itt it took to make Hermione happy. And it seemed as though it was.
He could be happy for them. He
knew what he wanted now.
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Hermione was sitting on the bed
in Ginny’s room, leaning back against her lover as Ginny ran a brush softly
through her thick hair. This had become one of their favorite nighttime
rituals. The feel of the brush sent shivers down Hermione’s spine, causing a
warm know of desire to flare in her stomach. Ginny’s hands were amazing on her
skin as well. She would let her fingers trail lightly over the sensitive skin
of Hermione’s neck and shoulders as she worked the tangles out of her curly
tresses.
That was how Ron found them, both
focused on the pleasures found in their private world. Hermione’s eyes were
closed and her lips were slightly parted. He could see the flush of desire
which was spreading over her fair skin. Arousal pulled at him, but he stamped
it down, willing it away. This sight was not for him. Not anymore.
He looked down and cleared his
throat, hoping to catch their attention, and it worked. Ginny paused in her
brushing to look up at her brother, his lanky form filling the tiny doorway.
She didn’t speak, she simply watched him, her eyes wary.
In Ginny’s eyes, Ron
looked…defeated. There was no other word for it. His shoulders were slumped and
his face was pinched with resignation and determination. Pity welled up within
her and she had to fight back a sudden onslaught of tears. She loved Ron so very
much and she hated to see him in pain, but she knew this was for the best. She
had never seen Hermione happier than she had been these last few weeks.
Everyone else had accepted their relationship already. Ron was the only one who
still had issues with this, and she didn’t blame him at all.
She knew how it would have been
for her if Hermione had chosen Ron instead. For a while there, she would have
sworn Hermione was going to. It had been a dream come true when Hermione had
confessed her love, so Ginny could completely understand what her brother was
feeling right now.
“Ron, did you need something?”
Hermione asked, her voice guarded and strained. Ginny moved her hands to her
lover’s waist to give her some moral support and Ron struggled to find the
words that would break his heart forever.
“Hermione, I love you. I’m sorry
that I never showed you how much. I’m sorry for everything. But I know how
happy you are now and I’m glad for you.” He swallowed against a sudden lump in
his throat, and Hermione just sat there, speechless.
“I should have done so many
things differently… But that’s the past and I can’t change it now, no matter
how much I’d like to. I guess I came by to say that I’m happy you’re happy.
That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, you know. I’m not angry anymore, okay? I
just…I just needed to say that.”
Hermione slid off the bed and
slowly approached Ron, whose tears were now spilling silently down his cheeks.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tight, and he grasped her
to him, burying his face in her hair. He held her for a minute before pulling
back, sniffling a little.
“I love you, Ron. You’re still
one of my best friends. You always will be.”
“Thanks,” he whispered, gently
brushing his knucklesr her her cheek. He kissed her lightly on the lips, taking
in the feel of her one last time, before smiling tenderly at his sister and
walking back downstairs.
Hermione watched him go, feeling
that part of her life coming to an end in that moment. Ginny came up behind
her, rested her cheek on Hermione’s shoulder and hugged her.
“He’ll be okay now,” Hermione
whispered, a wisp of a smile touching her face. Ginny nodded in silent
agreement. Then Hermione turned around in Ginny’s arms and kissed her with all
the passion she possessed for the girl. It left Ginny breathless with desire.
“Promise me something, my love,”
Hermione said softly, placing another softer kiss on Ginny’s lips.
“Anything,” her lover replied.
“Let’s not keep secrets ever
again.”
Ginny smiled at her and nodded.
“Never again.”
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