Harry's POV.

Winter break has drawn to a close and my friends are back from their various getaways.

Ron and Ginny went to the burrow as per usual, Hermione's went to visit her parents in the muggle world, Luna went away to visit her dad, and Neville has been staying not far from Hogwarts, visiting his parents in St. Mungo's whenever possible.

Though Draco was here during the holidays, we didn't speak much as he seemed preoccupied with Pansy.

That girl makes me livid. I can't believe Draco would rather spend time with her than with me. It's obvious that he has feelings for her or something. Why else would he bother wasting all of his time with her?

I need to keep reminding myself that just because I feel.. whatever it is I feel for him, that doesn't mean he returns my feelings.

I'm busy thinking about this when Ron and Hermione come bursting through the doorway, arguing about something that I'm unaware of.

"Don't be a dimwit, Ronald! I wasn't avoiding you over break! I wanted some time with my family after being so worried last year that I'd never speak to them again," she yells.

"I'm sorry I care about spending time with my girlfriend! Obviously three weeks apart means nothing to you!" He screams in return.

"Don't be insane, Ronald! Of course I care," Hermione defends.

"THEN BLOODY ACT LIKE IT!" Ron shrieks.

Hermione looks at him in what I take as surprise.

"Sorry, it's just.. I feel like we're drifting, 'Mione. We used to spend every second together and now.. " He shifts nervously, "I don't want to loose you, as a girlfriend, yeah, but mostly as a friend. I can't bear to loose one of my best friends," he babbles.

"Ron," Hermione acknowledges, "I don't want to loose us either. However, I mean that... strictly as friends. I think- I think what would be best for us is to break it off now. We're just not meant to be a couple," she insists.

Ron looks as if his entire world has collapsed.

"Mione? Are you serious? You aren't- you aren't in love with me anymore?" He whimpers.

"I love you, Ron- really I do. But not like that. Not the way you love me."

I'm in total shock. I knew they had been fighting, but this?

Maybe... maybe it's for the best. But Ron seems to think his entire world is over.

"You really mean that," Ron croaks, his eyes watering.

"Yeah- I really mean that," Hermione confirms.

Ron gives her one last look of pleading, but when she shakes her head, he turns on his heal and briskly walks up the stairs to our shared dormitory.

"Ronald!" Hermione calls after his retreating form.

He pauses without turning.

"Don't.. just please. Don't," Ron's voice breaks as he says this and I can tell he's about to cry.

"Ron," she whispers again, but this time, he doesn't even slow his pace in his climb up to the room.

I hear the door slam and watch Hermione wince.

She looks over at me with sad eyes and so I pat the spot next to me, welcoming her to sit with a gesture of my head.

She collapses on the couch and buries her head in my shoulder.

"Harry!" She cries, I can still hear her clearly even though her voice is muffled by the fabric of my shirt, "What.. what should I have done?"

She situates herself so she's sitting beside me, the side of her head laying softly on my shoulder.

I put my head on hers and rub her back, trying to soothe whatever hurt she's feeling.

She puts her arms around my waist and hugs me, sniffling.

"Hermione, if you didn't love him.. you did the right thing," she stops sniffling in surprise.

"You know he's my best mate, but I.. don't think he should be in a relationship filled with fake love, even- even if he thinks he was happy," I reveal, hoping it makes her feel better.

She just hugs me tighter and I continue rubbing circles on her back.

She shifts around a bit, moving herself so she has her head placed in my lap like a young child.

I feel terrible about the situation, and know Ron is hurting, but he usually likes space when he's sad and angry. Hermione's my friend too, and she obviously needs comforting.

"Um, hi guys," I hear, making me turn my head to the left to see the speaker.

"What's going on with Ron and Hermione?" Dean asks as he and Seamus sit down on chairs across from us.

Hermione cries a little louder at the mention of Ron.

I only raise my eyebrows in question, wanting them to continue.

"Well, Ron stormed in the room, a mess of tears and laid face first in his bed. When we asked him what the bloody hell was the matter he told us to get out. But we were really worried so we asked again. That time he sat up and screamed at us to get out of the room, before drawing the curtains around his bed closed," Seamus says.

I shake my head and look down at Hermione who is sniffling softly.

"They uh.. they broke up. Sorry you guys got in the middle of the drama," I tell them.

Dean and Seamus look at each other in mutual understanding.

"We'll leave you guys be. Come on, Seamus, lets go to outside for a bit," Dean coaxes.

Seamus nods and they both walk out of the portrait hole, leaving me and a teary eyed Hermione alone in the common room.

She sits up and looks at me after a few minutes.

"Harry?" She murmurs quietly.

I tilt my head in question.

She leans forward and places a hand delicately on the side of my face after brushing a stray hair away.

"Hermione?" I ask nervously, not sure if I know what's happening.

She leans forward and kisses me full on the lips.

Her lips are cool, soft, and I taste saltwater from her tears.
Should I feel something?
I don't.

It's only a peck before she moves back.

"Wha-" I starts to ask before she interrupts.

"I'm sorry!" She sobs, her face breaking.

"It's um, okay?" I tell her. I'm confused by the whirlwind of emotions.

"You remember that I fancy blokes, right Hermione?" I ask.

She nods sullenly.

"Harry, I um.. Pansy kissed me, outside.. outside the library," she begins, making me gasp a little.

Pansy? Wow.. okay.

"I um.." she continues, crying an unusual amount, "I liked it."

Suddenly I understand what she's trying to say. She broke up with Ron because she liked kissing Pansy.. at least I think that's what she meant.

Hermione likes a girl. So she realized why she doesn't love Ron in a romantic fashion, and she's upset.

"Herm," I soothe, "it's going to be alright."

She only cries more. After a few minutes she gasps for breath, attempting to speak once again.

"Harry, you don't understand! My parents- they're from the muggle world. They might not.. they might," she trails off, once again crying too hard to form coherent sentences.

"Hermione!" I laugh a little, "Your parents love you. Not all muggles are as bad as ones you hear about."

"Yeah Harry, but what about the ones that are?"

                               ~△⃒⃘~

AN: Sorry not sorry 😉.

Side note: Who do you want to see together in the end?
Also who do you want to see fight?

That's all
-Chance 🤴🏼👨🏻‍🎓👏🏽