Harmione One Shots

| Alone Again, Unnaturally

Summary: What happens to a sensitive teenage boy when their best friend doesn't contact him for a whole summer and seems to be losing touch with him? You get this story. AKA: What if Harry reacted differently to the Order keeping him in the dark in his fifth year?

Ship: HarryPotterxHermioneGranger

All credit goes to SeekerofKnowledge3119 on Ao3

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Harry knew Hermione knew about the scar on his hand left by the pink toad's black quill. It was easy to see from the moment she approached him while he was busy doing his afternoon routine of sulking and contemplating the utterly tragic comedy that was his life. What was also easy to see was her trepidation in approaching him about it. She could never lie to him or disguise her feelings from him.

Ron must have told her about it. The git noticed it earlier and must have ran straight to her because apparently that was what the two of them did now. They had a whole summer with contact with him barred from them and their new relationship had seemed to develop where now they were comfortable confiding in each other about him behind his back. Merlin knew what else they talked about as well.

And yeah, he was a little jealous. Hermione was his best friend, not Ron's. Ron was just her other friend that she'd gotten acquainted with because of him. Her relationship wasn't as defined nor as developed with the redhead as it was with him. Something had shifted between them, though, and he didn't know what that meant for him.

Actually, he did know. It meant her relationship with him was slowly fading into the background. She was growing closer to Ron now than she was with him. And it was because of the summer they spent together. The summer where she couldn't communicate with him and didn't even, by her own admission, attempt to do so. His place in her life was starting to become lesser and lesser as the days went by.

So Harry was jealous of Ron now. He had everything. A whole family complete with enough siblings to start a quidditch lineup by themselves and, now, Hermione as his best friend. Neither of them had any claim over her and she was owed the right to make her own choices over who she wanted to be her closest friend but, damn, it hurt that she was taking back her original choice of him to choose Ron now.

That was why he'd been trying to distract himself with Cho. The funny part about how he found that out was that it took Luna to let him see it. His conversation with her was funny, insightful, and weird all in one. But that was who the little blonde Ravenclaw was. Funny, insightful, and a little weird. She had quickly become a good friend to him.

When he'd finally recovered enough from the end of last year to get back to his senses, Harry had privately admitted to himself that pursuing a relationship with Cho wasn't in his best interest anymore. Her boyfriend had just died and he didn't really know if his feelings for her were anything more than just a simple silly schoolboy crush. What he had wanted from her was companionship but Hermione offered that far more than her.

At least, Hermione had offered companionship to him. Then they couldn't communicate for the whole summer, then she became a prefect with Ron, and now she was spending more time with him and talking about everything with him. That last part stung. So when Cho looked like she was trying to start something with him, Harry decided that it was probably worth a shot.

The good thing was, though, that Luna told him the truth. Taking a chance with his former crush wasn't worth it so he just left it at that. Despite her attempts to woo him or whatever, he was going to focus on himself and the things going on in his life. The very last thing he needed was to get in a relationship with her.