Complicated Love: A Harry Potter Fanfic

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~HERMIONE'S POV~

Draco is awake when I go into the living room the next morning. "Hey Sweetie." I say "Hey." He says, his tone a little edgy. "Is something wrong?" Draco shifts on his feet. Something is definitely wrong. "Oh. No, why would something be wrong?" He's lying. "Uhm.. Okay. I don't know" "It couldn't possibly be that Ron called here at like four in the morning wanting to know what a kiss meant, could it?" Yes. It could. "I was going to tell you, but we were having such a good time last night and then it was late and I was just about to tell you now, but, you already know." "Why did you kiss him Hermione?" "I didn't, he kissed me. I kissed back, but I ended it. I told him how I felt about you. He won't bother us again." I hope, or... Do I want that ginger headed boy back in my life again? No. He's a friend. I want Draco Malfoy. That's who I want. I wrap my arms around Draco and kiss him over and over passionately? We're making out now. He goes for my shirt and I stop him. "Not now." "Why not?" He replies. I want him, I do. I just, I can't. Not until I figure stuff out. I can't tell him that though, so I say "I'm stressed, and I have a headache." I lie. I am stressed due to the situation, so it's only half a lie, but it's enough for him to back down. "Okay, babe."

The phone rings when Draco leaves the room. I answer it.

~RON'S POV~

I called Hermione last night. I got her answering machine, I shouldn't have left a message. Draco could have gotten it. I need to call and make sure he didn't. I go to the phone, that I have successfully figured out how to use. I dial her number. It rings four times before she picks up. "Hello?" She asks. "Hey, it's Ron. What are you doing later?" "Ron, you can't call here like that. You left a message last night and Draco got it. And now you want me to go somewhere with you later?" "I'm sorry about that, but yes, I want you to go somewhere with me later. Come to the park, in about 30 minutes. Bring just yourself." I hang up not waiting for her answer. She won't come, I know she won't, but I get dressed anyway. I leave my house and head out to the park, I want to be there before she gets there. I walk around for about twenty minutes when I see her. She looks gorgeous. She's wearing this really pretty silky blue dress. It's dazzling on her. "Hey, sexy." I say. She hits me playfully. "Hey, you're not supposed to say things like that." "I am who I am." "Yeah, I suppose that's true. So, where did you want to go?" My face turns red. I wanted her to come out here so I could bring her to my apartment I'm renting, but that's going to come across bad. "I needed your help with something at my new place." "Oh. Okay, let's go then."

-At my place-

We walk in the door and I'm trying to figure out what I "needed help with" I didn't I wanted her to come here so that I could try to get her to like me again and maybe I would kiss her. I see something that looks out of place and ask her where she thinks it should go, she answers and I place it there. Yes! I found something. Phew. I turn towards her. "Hermione?" "Yeah?" "I want to tell you that you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen and I love you. I love you more than you could ever know. I love you so much that it hurts, Hermione. I always have, I always will. It will never end. I could date millions and they would never sum up to you. Please. Tell me you love me too." Hermione doesn't tell me she loves me, instead she pulls me by my collar and kisses me hard and full on the lips, it's a passionate kiss. More passionate than anything I've ever felt. Soon we are making out and she grabs for the hem of my shirt, and I let her. Soon we are both topless and I look at her and she's beautiful. So beautiful. We resume to kissing and I realize that this isn't right. She's with Draco, not me. "Stop." I tell her. She looks up at me with those deep pretty brown eyes "Why? Isn't this what you want?" Yes. "No. You're with Draco, not me. You belong with him, not me." I can feel my throat burning as I say these words. "But, Ron, I love you, I do. I love you!" She kisses me again and I pull her away. "No, Hermione. You love Draco. You think you love me. You want to love me because I love you and I'm your friend and you want your friends to be happy, but I don't care. I want you happy. Leave, go to Draco. You belong with him." "Ron.. I'm so sorry. I love Draco, and it's unfair to you. I promise you will find someone. You'll find someone way better than me. Who loves you more than I ever could." "I know, Hermione." I force a smile. I will never, ever love anyone as much as I love her. I will never find anyone better. I will die alone.

*AWHH NO RON. I seriously don't know how I feel about this. Oh well, it gives me something to do. Even if it is terrible. xD*