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Harry Potter and the Veil of Friendship	By : Christina_Potter_09 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 14956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Harry Potter and the Veil of Friendship

By Christina Potter 09

Chapter 1 - A sad aftermath

The Hidden Harmony is better than the Obvious – Heraclitus (Greek philosopher)

Harry Potter opened his eyes with a groan and looked around startled at the sound of a slammed shut door somewhere in his flat. He sat up on his bed and rubbed his eyes with his hands flat on his face in an attempt to wake up fully.

‘Darn it, Ron!’ Hermione’s voice was heard and Harry put his hands back on the mattress, he felt his stomach aching at the sound of her furious and pained voice. Harry looked at the clock on his bedside table, 7.13a.m., way too early for those two to be in a fight with slamming doors and screams.

‘I don’t care Hermione!’ Harry heard Ron’s voice shouting after a few seconds, ‘He broke up with my sister and I said nothing, still living with Harry when a member of my family was so deeply hurt was a hard choice for me,’ Ron’s voice continued this time much lower. Harry sighed, the same, old, good story Ron used the last three years when he tried to have something done.

Harry stood up and moved close to his bedroom’s mirror and looked at himself. His glasses were long gone since he couldn’t attend his Auror training with eyesight problems, his body was nicely toned he had to admit after the four years in the training with all the tortures the magical gym contained. But still, the guilty expression on his face betrayed it all the same guilt he woke up with every day, not for the break up with Ginny three years ago after a year of strangling between healing the War’s wounds, trying to be back on track and having Ginny with her too closed character trying to support and help each other after a year of absence and unawareness of what they had been through separately. Not because of the fights he had with Ginny over her jealousy for every female creature that moved close to Harry. No, his guilt was build and roaring inside Harry Potter because he- for the last two years as he had realized at least- had feeling for a certain brunette young woman with long bushy hair and a loud voice which was now cursing out of his room somewhere in the flat.

‘Well, Harry is a member of my family, Ron! Do accept that, and I’m not leaving my house.’ Hermione was heard this time and another door slammed shut. Harry sighed more and pulled at his hair in frustration. He didn’t want to listen to Hermione being upset, and he was certainly not fond of listening to her and Ron fighting over him.

A flash from the dream he had seen came in his mind and a chuckle escaped his lips. A family with Ginny as his wife and Ron and Hermione together seemed so ironic and unrealistic to him now… Yes sure, a family with children with the four of us fighting over everything all the time. Harry thought and looked out of his bedroom’s window and the dark clouds that were ready to start crying rain. He never understood Ginny in the weeks of their crush in school and their months after the War, not once; they had lost so much from each other’s lives that it was very difficult to keep up from where they had left.

“You think I’m that daft?!” Ginny had screamed. “You think I don’t know what’s wrong? You never let me in! You never let me see your heart, I was always out, out of you life, out of your heart!’ she had kept screaming, she then chuckled sadly and looked at Harry with disdain. “Of course I should know better, she was always first!” she had screamed and had slapped him hard on his cheek. Harry had covered his cheek with one hand but her words hurt him more than her hand.

“What are you talking about?!” Harry had screamed back in frustration, he knew this time would come sooner or later but Ginny was out of her mind now.

“You know! But of course you’d never admit it would you?! We’re over! Over!” Ginny had screamed a last time.

Harry hadn’t realized what she meant then but after a few months, when he saw Hermione devastated after another fight with Ron he got it, because only then he felt a sting in his heart twisting at the site of Hermione’s brown eyes looking back at him with so many emotions that he guessed were addressed to Ron. Only then he understood that his heart was full of Hermione to leave place for anyone else. Only then he realized that Hermione was always there for him did he knew that he was in love with his best female best friend. And only then he realized that he had to shut his mouth and heart as not to ruin his friendship with both Ron and Hermione.

Harry’s hand reached his left cheek where Ginny had slapped him three years ago, while she was telling him that someone else was always holding his heart’s keys. Now Harry knew that Ginny was so very right back then like Cho Chang was even earlier, like the Prophet was, like Skeeter and Krum were, he wasn’t sure when he fell for Hermione exactly, was it during the Horcrux hunt? When he just tried to stay alive only with her by his side? Was it before that? When they made the D.A.s and she was the one to plan everything, was it when he saw her with his jaw dropped right before the start of the Yule Ball or was it after the War? When he saw her kissing Ron many times and the darn feeling of pain and discomfort filled his insides, falling in love sometimes is such a slow process that you just need a flick to realize that your heart bursts from love for someone you never thought you’d fell for.

But what do you do when you realize that you have fallen for the one you shouldn’t have? What do you do when you know that revealing your true feelings will destroy the only friendship with the only person that never abandoned you? Many times; Harry had done this questions in his mind and he always came to the same answer; pretend, pretend that you’re happy when you see Ron and Hermione kissing, pretend that your monthly girlfriends are great, pretend that you didn’t notice Hermione’s disdain at your change of girlfriends with every new moon, pretend that Hermione is the one beneath you during lovemaking, pretend that you don’t know what those girlfriends are talking about when they’re shouting that you whispered or moaned Hermione’s name when you climaxed, just pretend.

‘Bloody, fucking Hell.’ Harry cursed aloud as he pulled at his hair once more lost in all these desperate thoughts yet for another morning.

The last years had been just that, a bloody, fucking Hell, with him bringing girlfriends every month in his, Ron and Hermione’s flat with the hope that he won’t imagine Hermione whimpering beneath him, that he won’t try to see her face in every kiss he gave in random witches and muggle girls. Ron and Hermione living with him as the trio had decided four years ago, Ron and Hermione fighting from day one, Ginny living with all of them for a few weeks back when Harry was with her and then having a huge crack with Ron in their friendship because Harry had broken up with Ginny. A sad aftermath for the Hero’s life indeed.

Since Harry and Ginny had broken up Harry and Ron had became really tensed with each other, because of Ginny Harry hoped, but sometimes, when he saw how Ron looked at him; Harry knew, Ron had seen the signs and knew that Harry has feelings for Hermione, the same feelings he had denied even to himself the night the Locket was destroyed. But they were friends, they couldn’t just fight and separate their ways, right?

A smile came on Harry’s lips when he thought the last years he and Hermione had came even closer, the only good thing that had happened to him actually, Ron had started from zero with George at the joke shop but Harry and Hermione had stared as Aurors in the training program, Ron had applied as well but he hadn’t been accepted because of his O.W.L.s results. The last years in training and the flat Harry was more than happy to see a new Hermione, carefree from the war, paying more attention at her appearance, living casually in muggle London like he did, even if Ron never fully adjusted.

The first months were happy for them, possibly because those months were a time of realization and need for their old childish selves. After those months, Harry had problems with Ginny, Ron and Hermione were back on their usual problems and Ron was pushing Hermione to go and live somewhere in magical London on their own, something Harry was terrified of and Hermione always refused to do so. Ron after almost two years stopped asking her to do that step, probably too tired of trying.

Harry knew Hermione and Ron would eventually break up. Harry was fine with living in his bubble of lies the months he was with Ginny but when that bubble broke Harry landed in cruel reality with everyone wanting a piece of him and a future to look at. Harry then noticed that Hermione and Ron were more than bad for each other, they never took a decision without fighting and even the fact that they all lived under the same roof was Harry’s idea. Hermione moving to Australia for the summer after the war was another wound that Ron made sure to keep open and bleeding. Harry’s male best friend never forgave him and Hermione for going to Australia to help Hermione’s parents when he had to stay back with his family because of Fred’s loss and economical problems. When Harry had left for the first time with Hermione he had first felt alive and free, he was happy to meet the Grangers better than he had and to help them to be back on track. He was happy yet embarrassed when the Grangers thought that he and Hermione were couple. But when they returned in England, Harry had to pretend yet again so he wouldn’t break anyone’s heart when he thought he was in love with Ginny.

After a loud crack of apparition Harry decided to move out of his bedroom as he put some clothes on and took some money with him. He took a very deep breath and put his casual face on so he could start his pretending for yet another day, masking everything that ate him inside.

He moved out of his bedroom and looked around the corridor. There were two more doors close to his bedroom, the bedroom of Hermione and Ron’s and another one which now was something between a library and a bucket, the room used to be Hermione’s bedroom at first. Harry kept walking on the corridor as he remembered the endless nights of casting powerful silencing charms around his bedroom in horror of losing his grip at the possible sound of Hermione crying out or moaning in the middle of the night from the bedroom close to his…

Harry finally reached the living room and looked around him, the living room was a mess, broken pieces of glass were covering a big part of the floor; Hermione was curled in a ball close to the window, a spring storm had broke loose outside and Hermione kept her eyes on it, not noticing Harry approaching her. She wasn’t sobbing and her back was unmoving, a sign that she didn’t lose more tears for Ron this time.

Harry reached his hand to touch Hermione’s shoulder lightly not to scare her but she turned her head and looked at him with a mask of no emotions as face.

‘We woke you up, didn’t we?’ Hermione asked and Harry was surprised to hear her voice clear.

‘Are you OK, Mione? Do you want to talk about it?’ Harry asked and Hermione smiled at him and shook her head, she looked back out of the window.

‘I really like this nickname, you know.’ Hermione said and Harry smiled and moved closer to her, his stomach and chest against her back as they started looking out of the window at the rain and each other from the glass’ reflection, Harry knew this was one more of the “moments” they spent when they were rarely alone, he wouldn’t just let it go.

‘I know, I found it for you a year a go. When you were injured in the training.’ Harry said and Hermione smiled as Harry could say from her reflection.

‘Yes you did, when you helped me.’ Hermione said and Harry sighed and moved his head just a bit forward so he could catch her roses’ aroma.

‘Well I have a depth to pay to you for all those times you saved me, mentally and physically.’ Harry replied her statement and hoped that he didn’t take it too far. Hermione turned around and find herself trapped between the raped by the rain window and Harry. He didn’t move away from her nor Hermione tried to move. Just for a few seconds they stared in each other’s eyes, searching for answers as they did the last years, as they always did. Their bodies were pressed against each other and Harry could feel Hermione’s breasts against his hard torso, the breasts he had been wondering for the last years how do they feel in touch. He finally realized what they were doing or actually how they looked like pressed against each other and stepped back.

Hermione sighed and lowered her head, the same did Harry, the trio’s friendship had changed allot the last years with Hermione and Ron fighting in a daily basis, Ron and Harry distancing themselves noticeably, Harry not being comfortable in the Burrow because of his break up with Ginny and him and Hermione coming even closer as their trainings and misery pushed them to their current friendship.

‘I think he has an affair,’ Hermione said casually still with her head lowered, Harry shot his head at her direction and looked at her.

‘What? You mean Ron?’ Harry asked dumbfounded, he couldn’t believe that.

‘Yes, I think he sees Lavender again.’ Hermione said and Harry moved closer and this time hold her by the arms so she would look up at his eyes.

‘What makes you think something like that happens?’ Harry asked quietly, he didn’t know if he should feel happy, sad, angry disappointed, nothing or all the emotions that threatened to break loose in a moment like this.

‘First, I know Ron well enough to notice his change and secondly, I’ve found some notes he was hiding in his drawers.’ Hermione said and Harry felt his blood boiling, Ron didn’t only have the one person Harry wanted but cheated on her with someone like Lavender Brown. ‘You knew right?’ Hermione asked her eyes full of fear of the answer; Harry looked at her like she had two heads.

‘What? No Hermione, I didn’t,’ Harry said louder than he intended to and Hermione looked away.

‘I thought you were just covering him, you know; you’re both guys and I thought he had told you about it.’ Hermione said quietly, even Harry didn’t want to; he got angry with her.

‘Hermione, is this the way you think I would treat you? Knowing something like that and leaving you in the dark? I swear in-‘

‘I don’t want you to swear Harry, I believe yo-‘

‘My parents’ memory I didn’t know about it, Mione, I swear.’ Harry finished and Hermione looked at her feet again blushed.

‘I’m sorry, it was so sudden that I didn’t know who I can trust anymore,’ Hermione said and Harry was still surprised that she didn’t cry. ‘I believe you,’ she went on and this time Harry hugged Hermione tightly, she returned the hug in a desperate way and they allowed themselves in their hug for awhile, just to linger in each other’s arms.

‘If you haven’t noticed, Ron and I are not as we were, Mione, not anymore. But even if we were, I would never keep such a secret from you. You can always trust me.’ Harry said and felt her nodding against him.

‘Because of your and Ginny’s break up you’re like that with Ron.’ Hermione murmured.

And not only Harry added in his mind but nodded with his head. They broke the hug after awhile and looked at each other.

‘Are you sure he cheats on you Hermione?’ Harry asked and mentally kicked himself, why was he doing this?

‘Almost sure, I think I know Ron well enough to believe so.’ Hermione added a few endless moments after and Harry could notice the slight uncertainty in her voice. She wasn’t sure and he knew he couldn’t let himself and feelings exposed when she wasn’t sure of something like that.

‘Are you hurt?’ Harry asked, Hermione looked at him in the eyes.

‘I’m disappointed,’

‘You didn’t answer my question,’ Harry demanded and Hermione didn’t took her eyes away from his, Harry didn’t dare to believe it but he saw more than care and affection in the eyes he had looked in so many times.

‘No,’ was all she answered and Harry knew then, it was over for Hermione and Ron. Harry knew that was the end of a false and tormented relationship after four years of pain and trying from both sides if not more from Hermione’s. Harry hugged Hermione again. ‘I’m not hurt because he cheated on me, I’m angry and disappointed because he’s lying to me, because he thinks he can do this to me, because he thinks I’m stupid enough not to notice.’ Hermione went on and Harry closed his eyes and started rubbing her back with his hands.

‘I know,’ said Harry and kissed the top of her head. ‘But you’re not entirely sure so you need time.’ Harry said, not to help Ron but to smooth her pain. ‘Do you want to leave from here? Go out to have some fresh air? Just you and me.’ Harry dared to say and Hermione looked at him and said a faint yes, they didn’t use to do that because at first Ginny was having her jealousy crisis and then Ron always looked and behaved as he knew something they had done but didn’t admitted it, a fact that exhausted both so the only times they had for each other was only in the trainings and of course when Ron was there..

Harry knew that moment that things changed forever, he knew he could never forgive Ron for casting Hermione once again aside. He knew he and Hermione had to leave that place with all those memories of shattered relationships and friendships. Harry also knew with a small flicker of hope in his heart, that now, he had his change.
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