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Beneath Your Window by Crookshanks.x
 Books » Harry Potter Rated: T, English, Romance & Humor, Draco M., Hermione G., Words: 89k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 432, Published: Jun 10, 2007 Updated: Jun 6, 2008
 1,044 Chapter 21: The Plan
Disclaimer: Despite spending about as much time on this chapter as JK Rowling spends writing an entire book, the similarities stop there. I'm not JK Rowling and my life otherwise quite sucks.
A/N: Look who it is! Yes yes, it's me. My trial version of Microsoft Office ran out, so I was at wit's end about what to do for a while. I found a crappy replacement, but it's not actually motivating me to write. -sighs-. Nevertheless, Chapter 21 is here. It's very different, though, because I had to get different points of view to get the plot to work.
Chapter 21 / The Plan
"Did you see her?" Ron asked casually – perhaps too casually – as Harry took his seat by the desk opposite him.
"Yeah," he answered quietly, keeping his gaze fixed on a spot on his messy desk, so very unlike the one in Hermione's office.
Ron frowned at him, waiting for a more in-depth answer, only to realise Harry was deep in his own world. He waved a hand in front of his co-Auror, getting no response.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, making Harry's head jerk up. "You alright, mate?"
"She wasn't doing too well," Harry reluctantly revealed. "When I came down there she was pretty much in tears."
"Harry, I didn't do anything, you have to believe me. I just met her and if anything she insulted me..."
"Oh, don't flatter yourself," Harry bit, looking disbelievingly at Ron. "You honestly don't think she was crying over you after all this time."
He refrained from revealing that he had thought that himself for a fleeting second, and grinned when Ron had the decency to blush.
"I hope you're not trying to get back on that train, cause it has definitely left you standing behind looking pretty bad."
"Oh thank you, mate, that's so nice of you."
Ron looked slightly uncomfortable, and his gaze fell to the desk leaving Harry to eye him in disbelief.
"Oh bloody hell, Ron, you can't be serious!"
"I just don't know if I made a mistake that's all," Ron whined, throwing his hands up. "I don't love her, and I don't think I want her back, but sometimes it feels like one huge mistake."
"Don't go there," Harry warned, suddenly looking a tad more murderous than normal. "Her department has gone to the Hippogriffs, she's swamped with work that should've been done while she was gone and she's had a hard time since she came back. You will not dare to make this harder on her."
"Look, it may be my only chance to see if I really made the right call," Ron begged, but sealed his mouth shut when he saw Harry's eyes darken dangerously.
"You cheated on my best friend, and because I have to work with you and because I know that deep, deep, deep down under all that idiocy and insensitivity you're somewhat alright, I have decided to let it go and try to be normal. But if you rip open the wounds again, I will hurt you."
Ron looked gobsmacked.
"She's over you, Ron. You broke her heart and she got past it, and you will not put us all back to square one," he hissed, and when Ron made to speak he held up his hand. "You don't love her. You don't want her back. The only reason you're regretting this is cause you've just seen her again after all this time, and that's bound to be a bit confusing. But you know that you don't love her, and she doesn't love you either anymore, so spare us all the damn pain."
