AN: Ok, this is really just a filler chapter. Nothing really happens, but I kind of need it for the next following chapters. Sorry I took so long to get this out. I was a little stuck as to how to get it out so I could move on with the story. Hopefully, the next chapter will be out next week. But I do have midterms this week, so don't count on it. Ok, please read and review!
** Harry's POV **
Everything was fine today. The morning started out as any other. But look at where everything ended up today.
I am driving again. I have guzzled approximately half a tank of gas since I have started driving tonight. This habit of mine has really started to burn a hole in my wallet. But if I have anyone to blame, it would be Ron. Ron has ruined my master plan. It was brilliant. I would leave Hermione to pursue her finally found happiness and I would eventually somehow recover from my loathing self pitying slump. And Ron ruins my master plan.
He has made me second guess myself. And that's the worst thing that has ever happened to me.
I should probably start from the beginning.
Ron decided to meet me for lunch today because he had some 'news' for me. Only this wasn't the Ron I am used to. He had the 'this is damn important' tone of voice when he called me. The last time he used that tone of voice on me was when he found out that I knew about a certain Ginerva's relationship with a very promiscuous team mate I work with (one that Ron highly disapproves of). Hell, I might as well have told him she was carrying Malfoy's baby!
Perish the thought!
But it's a little different this time. His voice almost sounded like he is really hesitating to tell me what is going on. I wasn't even sure if I really wanted to know what it was that is so important.
As always, I arrive late due to some crazy Quidditch captain that insists on longer practice hours. But, fortunately enough, I am not as late as I usually am. You see, the very pregnant Mr. Katie Wood's unborn child decided it was time to come out and meet the world half way through practice. And the crazy son of a bitch demands that we finish practice before he leaves to support the woman bearing his about to be born child.
I do not want to be him in the delivery room.
I saw Ron waiting for me at our usual table at the Leaky Cauldron. We exchanged our usual hellos a little more awkward than usual.
'You're late'
'I know'
'Earlier than usual, what happened?'
'Katie went into labour'
'Really, I thought she was only seven months along'
'She is'
Awkward conversations. Gotta love it.
'You know, Luna says that the 7 month pre…"
Oh god.
'Cut to the chase Ron! You didn't meet me out for lunch to talk about babies.'
He took a deep breath. He was so nervous that I don't even think I was ready to hear it if he needs this much preparation to tell me.
'Ok, I have this problem. There are these three friends; A, B and C. And there is this guy D. Now, Friend A is in a relationship with guy D and it is getting very serious now. But, A used to be in love with friend B. But A and B have been friends for a long time. Along comes C. C finds and 'accidentally' reads A's diary and it turns out that A is still madly in love with B. But she is in a serious relationship with D. Really serious. Now, should C tell B that A loves B and not D?'
Wow. That was a mouthful. But trust me, it is way more entertaining hearing it from Ron.
'Well, if I were, um… C, I should really be asking myself why I was reading A's diary to being with'
'Well it's not like Hermione is going to find out!'
HERMIONE!!!
'Hermione!!!!'
'Shit'
'What about Hermione, Ron?'
'Look, it complicated. It's not like…'
'Who does she love!!'
He had the defeated look plastered on his face. He went into his suitcase and took out Hermione's diary.
'I think you should take a look at this.' And he slid the diary across the table.
It was a thick leather bound book with her initials printed on it.
'Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus is the password to open it' and as he got up to leave, he said, 'Give it back to Hermione and try not to break her heart.'
And he left.
I apparated right home after that.
I don't think I have ever read so much in one sitting before. And Hermione says that I don't read. Wonder what she would say about this?
Now you would ask, 'Why aren't you with Hermione right now? Why aren't you going to profess your undying love to her?'
The answer. I have no answer. This is why I am fuckin' driving.
I was going to when I read the first few pages of her diary. I was jumping for joy, but then I continued reading.
June 24. 1997
He ignored me again. I was going to tell him today, but then Cho walked by. He says he isn't the type of guy who stares at the parts rather than listen, but I have eyes to prove otherwise. Who am I kidding, I will never look like someone like Cho or Fleur.
Every time I think about telling her, I remember another entry like that. Or something like this.
May 14, 1999
I don't know how much more of this I can take. I thought it would be easy living with us all together, but it's breaking me. I cannot sit here at the door and wait until he is finished with his date! I have to move out. This inner monologue is killing me .
That is why I cannot face her right now. Sure, it's true that she loves me, but I caused all that pain. I don't want to break her even more if I do something stupid. I don't want to see another tear coming down her cheek.
She was crying the other night. She said so in her diary. She was crying over me. She deserves so much more than me. I really am not worth her tears. She needs to smile more.
Christmas day, 2000
It was wonderful today. We dropped all our previous plans and spent it all together at the Burrow as a big huge family. Harry caught me under the mistletoe and gave me a kiss on the lips. Of course, Fred and George were no help what-so-ever. They started whistling and hooting at us. I do not think I have ever smiled that brightly before in my life.
I smile at this memory. I am very fond of it. She's a very good kisser.
September 19, 2001
He was a perfect gentleman today. He opened all the doors for me and held out his arm for me to hold to. And when Harry pulled my chair out at the restaurant, he kissed my hands. I never realized how such a small act can whisk my heart away like that. I felt like such a princess.
She is a princess and deserves the very best.
No question about it.
July 27, 2002
We talked almost all night by the fire last night. About everything and nothing at all. It was like post-sex conversation, but without the sex. It is probably one of the best memory I will ever have with him. When he got tired, he put his head in my lap and tried to continue talking before sleep took hold of him. Through it all, I kept thinking, 'So this is what it feels like to have the great Harry Potter between my legs'.
Silly girl.
I look up and I realize I have just driven to the foot of her apartment building.
There's no turning back now.
AN: Ok, i know the conversation with Ron was really bad. Please don't flame me for it if i already know it. I was having a major brain freeze as to how to let it slip to Harry. I just couldn't think of anything. But it's behind me now and hopefully it will only get better from here. Ok, please review!!