Moving On
"Harry?" Ron asked shocked.
Hermione said, "No, I meant, Harry is here."
"Oh…"
"What happened out there?" Harry asked sitting by the two.
"We can't marry…" Ron was miserable.
"What do you mean?"
"Mate, I mean, there is no bloody way possible that I can marry Hermione," Harry looked confused, " It's because a fucking bloody ancient spell!" Ron paced back and forth not knowing what to do or say. "I-I have to do something…I'm telling everyone out there that there won't be a wedding…"
"I can do it for you," Harry offered.
"No, thanks, mate, I think I should do it…"
"Ron, I think Harry should do it. You and I need to talk," Hermione dared not see harry. She was already too embarrassed for what was happening. "Please, stay, Ron."
Ron listened to her.
Harry felt jealous of Ron. She had said it so sweetly that he thought the night they had meant nothing to her. Shaking his head from all the commotion, he went to tell everyone that the wedding was off.
"Ron, I'm really sorry for all of this. You know I would never do it on purpose…" Hermione explained as she took his hand.
"I know…it's just, I really wanted to marry you…I really wanted this moment…"
"Maybe we are not meant for each other…maybe McGonagall is right…there is someone out there for you…someone who would love you more than I do. Someone waiting for you. The time will come when you two will meet."
"Yeah…Do you want to change? I don't think being in that dress is very comfortable," he joked with her.
She smiled at him and stood up, "Yeah, the high heels are killing me. I don't understand how women can walk on this. Tell you what, when I'm done, why don't we go somewhere else? To have fun, you know."
"No, I don't think so. I'm really tired for all of this…I want to rest."
"Okay, then," she kissed him on the cheek and left.
As soon as she closed the door, Ron broke down and started crying. His world was falling apart…
***
Hermione closed the door and saw Harry waiting for her.
"Is everything alright?" He asked.
"I truly don't know…everyone's gone, then?" She asked as she looked around the church to find the seats empty.
"Yeah…Hermione, what happened up there? Why-why couldn't you say-"
"Not now Harry. I can explain about it tomorrow. I'm really tired right now." Harry only nodded.
"Would you like me to accompany you to your flat?"
"No, thank you. I think I want some time alone."
"Okay then, g'bye," he hugged her and softly spoke into her ears, "I'm ashamed to say this, but I'm really glad you are not getting marry."
Hermione heard a small pop as soon as Harry let go of her.
A/N: What do you think? Tell me what you think. OK. Thank you for reading it. I thought it was better if it was short. I don't have enough time b/c I baby-sit. Sorry you guys but I want money.
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