SOUL PIECES
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AN: Okay, before you read this chapter, repeat after me:
This is Portkey
This is Portkey
This is Portkey.
And now, er…just please, don't be mad.
Thanks to my beta Mabel!
Chapter 16: Potter's biggest mistake
A month had been passed since Harry and Hermione's break-up, and what was supposed to be a great decision turned to
be a real nightmare for everyone in Grimmauld Place.
Of course, no one said anything. Even Ron knew that something had happened between his two friends but despite his
Weasley temper, he remained silent. He and Harry trained harder than ever but Ron could see that Harry's mind was
in another place.
Hermione meanwhile, wasn't training anymore. Her excuse was that she was still recovering from her flu. She spent
most of her day in her room, crying and reading about Rowena Ravenclaw and trying to figure out the meaning of the
hat's words (Harry had told them about what the hat said, but didn't mention those things about love and
desire.)
The problem was that she couldn't concentrate. For the first time in her life, Hermione didn't want to read or
research anything. She wanted Harry.
Remus and Tonks didn't know what to do but they knew the situation couldn't continue. When Hermione told Tonks
(crying) about what Harry said, the Auror wanted to kill the young wizard. How dare he? But she was also very
disappointed with Hermione when she told Tonks that she had had sex with Harry again.
"Hermione, you shouldn't have done that! Don't you have any pride? Any self esteem?" Tonks asked.
"Do you want the truth, Tonks? No, I haven't. The only thing I have is a love that's killing me right now.
And I mean that literally."
Tonks didn't know what to say to that. If there was something to say, she didn't understand it. She had talked
with Remus about all that was happening, and the former professor seemed to understand Harry's attitude.
"He realized he loves her," Lupin said.
"What? That's insane."
"No, Nymph. It's Harry we're talking about. He has the whole world on his shoulders but he's still a
boy, a scared boy at that. He thought that having sex with Hermione wouldn't be creating any problems. To him, it
was only sex. But he fell in love. I think he already loved Hermione before they started all that, but he was too blind
to see it."
"But if he loves her, why break up with her?"
"Isn't obvious? Voldemort! Harry's afraid that if Voldemort finds out about him and Hermione…"
"He'll go after her, I get it. But Remus, what about the baby? I haven't thought clearly about this but I
think everyone will cheer up with the news."
"I know. She needs tell him about the baby."
"And he needs tell her he loves her," Tonks completed with a smirk.
Remus Lupin knew that smirk too well.
"Nymphadora Tonks, what are you planning?"
"Well, you'll just have to see my love…. We need to get those two together but here's where it get
difficult. This house is everything except lovely. So, I was wondering if…."
"If?" Remus was afraid even to ask.
"Well, you know I received those invitations…."
"Yeah, that wizard dance club called Bludgers."
"So, why don't we go? It will be good for everyone. What do you think?"
Remus Lupin smiled and answered, "You're genius, it's perfect!"
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Friday Night
Bludgers Dance Club
10:00pm
Hermione's P.O.V.
Hermione was enjoying the night club. It was her first time in a place like that. At the beginning, she didn't want
to go but Remus, Tonks and even Ron insisted so much that she gave up trying to tell them she wouldn't go. Harry
didn't say a word.
The decorations were inspired by Quidditch (which Ron loved, of course!) with Snitches, Bludgers and Quaffles flying
around. It was a massive room and they were seated at a table near the bar, talking cheerfully. Harry had gone to the
loo while Hermione was feeling happy. She was there, with the guy she loved (even if he didn't return the feeling)
and her friends, talking and laughing.
"Oh boy," she said, with tears in hers eyes after hearing a joke from Ron, "After that I think I need to
go to the loo myself."
"Do you want me to go with you?" asked Tonks.
"No, it's alright, but thank you. I won't be long."
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The young witch was on her way to the loo when she heard some noises from a dark corner. She froze when she realized
what kind what the noises were. They were loud groans. She would have ignored them and gone straight to her
destination, but her curiosity go the best of her and she came near and tried to listen to what was going on.
"Oh...." a girl was moaning.
"Oh!" the boy groaned.
It was then that Hermione's heart stopped. She knew that voice. It was Harry. Her Harry.
With tears falling from her eyes, Hermione managed to walk a little closer (without being seeing) and saw who the girl
was.
Hermione recognized the girl. She had already been seen near their table earlier in the night. She was a very beautiful
woman; tall with a beautiful black hair and a gorgeous body. Hermione noticed that the woman was older than Harry (she
seemed to be about Tonks' age) but Harry didn't seem to care.
The couple was against a wall and both were fully clothed but Hermione could clearly see that the woman's shirt was
open and Harry...
The woman had her legs wrapped around Harry's waist, her skirt wrapped around her own waist -
They were having sex.
Hermione didn't know how longed she stayed there. She couldn't move. It was then that she felt a hand on her
shoulder and she turned around and saw Tonks. The young Auror looked at her with sadness.
"Let's go, Hermione."
Hermione only nodded and followed Tonks into the loo.
"I want to go home, Tonks," Hermione said. She wasn't crying anymore. Her sadness was beyond tears.
"Alright, I'll go with you."
"No, Tonks. You're having fun, I'll just go alone."
"I insist. Remus will stay with Ron and…. Well, he'll just stay. I'll say you had a headache from the loud
music."
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Harry's P.O.V.
Harry wasn't feeling at all happy that night. The truth was that he didn't want to go to the dance club but
everybody was so excited that he didn't want to kill the mood. He noticed that even Hermione was happy to be there.
She was talking and laughing, something he knew she wasn't doing for a good time.
He tried not to look at her but it was impossible. She was so beautiful and he couldn't deny he was a little
jealous about the good time she was having with Ron. It was just so strange. They had been friends for seven years and
for the first time ever, he didn't know how to act around her. The club was suffocating him. So, with the excuse
that he wanted to go to the loo, he left the table for a walk.
He was near the loo already when a beautiful woman approached him from behind and began a conversation with him.
"Hi," she said, "I saw you near the bar. Are you waiting for your girlfriend?"
"Oh, no. I'm here with friends."
She came closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Good to know."
Harry gulped. The woman was gorgeous and well…he was a man for Merlin's sake, what was he supposed to think?
"Wh-wh-what's your name?" he managed to ask.
"Claire. And you're Harry."
Harry didn't have to ask how she knew his name. Everybody knew his name.
She began to stroke his hair and said, "So, Harry, why don't we go some place a little more private?"
Before he knew what was happening, he was snogging the woman in a dark corner of the club.
"You know, Harry. I'm not wearing any underwear," she whispered seductively into his ear.
Harry looked at her in surprise. She simply nodded with her head, smiled at him and he opened her shirt.
Merlin! I can't believe I'm doing this! I can't deny she's really hot and…and…wow! She's
unblocking my belt!
"Shhh…." she said, "I'm taking the contraceptive potion; if you want me to, I can cast a charm
too."
"Yeah…yeah…sure."
When she pulled her skirt up to reveal that she indeed wasn't wearing any underwear, Harry never thought that he
would actually enjoy himself with the stranger, but it was a way to forget Hermione. How wrong he was! The entire time
he only thought about his brown-eyed, bushy haired best friend.
They weren't at it very long and when they finished, Claire spoke, "You have potential, Mr. Potter. But let me tell you something. It's not polite to shag a woman with another person on your mind."
Harry was surprised at her statement and ashamed of himself.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be. I'm a grown woman and you're just a boy. This Hermione must be a very special
person."
"Yes, she is," he said with a dreamy look, "But how…?"
"How I know her name? You just called me by her name."
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When Harry returned to the table, he was told that Hermione had left because of a headache. He was concerned about her
but also relieved. He didn't want to look at her after what he had done. Of course, she didn't know a thing
about it, but he felt bad for doing it. He felt as if he had betrayed her.
He didn't want to feel like that anymore. He loved her! Why was he so afraid to tell her? Of course there was Ron.
And Ginny. And it was because of Voldemort… that he had said those terrible things to her. But why he would let the
Dark Lord control his life even more? He loved Hermione and could only love her.
So Harry made a decision. The following day, he would tell her the truth. He would tell her how much he loved her.
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Next Day
Grimmauld Place
When Harry went to the kitchen for breakfast, he was feeling better than he had in months.
Today I'll tell her that I love her!
At the table were Tonks, Remus and Ron. They were eating in silence. Even Ron seemed a little upset.
"Hey, good morning," Harry said.
"Morning, Harry," Ron mumbled.
"Where's Hermione?"
Tonks stood up but before she left, she looked at Harry (the boy thought he had seen anger in her eyes) and said,
"She's gone, Potter. Gone! Happy, now?"
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AN: Okay, okay…I know…I really hate Harry in this chapter but I also feel sorry for him.
It wasn't easy to write it-because I didn't want anything graphic, but I did need that to happen.
Well, please let me know what you think.
Kisses
Sweet Lemmon