Harry Potter Oneshots

eighteen-ron/hermione

ship: ron/hermione

prompt: "it's terrifying, isn't it? that even love isn't always enough."

setting: at hermione's flat

category(?): kinda sad, but not quite angsty, i think?

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words: 273

"Ron, please," Hermione begged. "I don't want to hurt you,"

"Oh, you don't?" he asked, his blue eyes Hermione had once loved shining with tears. "Well I guess you've finally failed at something."

Ouch, that hurt.

"Ron, we're adults. I'm sure--"

"Just 'cause I'm an adult doesn't mean my heart can't break, Hermione." he said softly.

"I know." She said, picking at her nails.

She truly didn't want to hurt him. She loved him, but she didn't want a relationship anymore. It was simple, in her mind.

"Why?" he demanded. "Why aren't I enough?"

"I don't know!" she yelled. "All I know is I don't want...this."

Ron sighed, sitting down on the floor.

Hermione's voice trembled as she whispered. "It's terrifying isn't it? That even love isn't always enough."

"Why can't it be?" Ron asked.

"I don't know Ron, I'm sorry."

Ron didn't look up. "I love you, Hermione."

"I love you too."

Ron stood. "So this is it? What about the family? The world?"

"What about them?"

"They're expecting us to marry and have two kids - probably."

"So what? We need to do something for ourselves. You need to do something for yourself."

Ron nodded. "Welp, guess I'll see you at dinner next Sunday?"

Ah, right, Teddy's birthday dinner.

"Um, yeah. Are you going to tell anyone before then?"

"I reckon we don't need to tell anyone if we don't want. They'll figure it out."

Hermione nodded. "Right. Well, have a nice day then, I guess."

Ron nodded, letting himself out.

Hermione tried not to think about the emptiness she felt on her cheek. She wasn't used to no goodbye kiss.