Sorry it took so long (Harmione)

Why is it like this?

*A few years after Hogwarts*

Hermione was in her and Ron's kitchen. She sat on the floor,tears flowing from her eyes. She and Ron were just in a fight. She couldn't take it anymore. Their relationship was built on fights. She hated it. Ron refused to divorce. She was stuck with him. One day she decided,she had enough. She stormed into their room and started packing her stuff in a bag. "What the bloody hell are you doing!?" Ron yelled at her "I'm leaving" Hermione replied. "We have one fight and you leave!?" Ron yelled. "WE HAVE A FIGHT EVERYDAY AND IM DONE" She screamed and picked up her suit case. "I'm done" She apparated away

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Harry was sitting on his couch watching TV. There was a knock on his door. He dragged himself up and opened it. "Hi H-harry" Hermione pulled him into a bear hug and cried into his chest. "Nice to see you. Why are you crying?" He looked down at her. "Me and Ron had a fight" she continued sobbing. "Oh" He replied "Come in." He took her suit case inside. "Do you want to stay here? For the time being?" He asked. She smiled and nodded. "Stay as long as you want" he smiled. She just got here and he loved having her as company. "There's a spare room. And a key that in the room. Why dont you go fresh up? Then we'll have some fun" he smiled. She smiled back and took her suitcase,then entered the room. He entered his room and took a shower. Once he got out he went to check on Hermione. He opened the door and Hermione was standing there naked. "HARRY!" She threw a towel over herself. "Have you ever heard of knocking!" She scolded. "It's my house. Why do I need to knock!?" He replied. "So stuff like this doesn't happen!" She yelled. "Fine. I'll knock next time." He smiled "Sorry". He closed the door as he walked out. She acted mean but to her he never looked sexier. He looked good in his PJs. She didn't know why she hadn't seen it before. Dont think like that. She told herself. She got dressed and walked out to Harry dancing to the radio. "Come on. Dance!" He pulled her to him and they danced. After that they went to bed. Harry lied down. To him she looked beautiful. She had always been. He had never seen it. She lied down on the warm sheets that gave a fresh smell. This is the first night she would have a long sleep. No fight. No Ron. This is the first time in a while that. She was happy.