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Let's do it

By Anams

Romance

Let's do it

A/N: Hey everyone :) this is my first one shot. I want to thank AlmostDoc for being the best beta-reader ever. I really do hope you like it.

"Harry, I really think you've got it!" said Hermione delightedly."Just as long as it works tomorrow," Harry said. "The Firebolt's going to be much farther away than the stuff in here, it's going to be in the castle, and I'm going to be out there on the grounds. . . .""That doesn't matter," said Hermione firmly." Just as long as you're concentrating really, really hard on it, it'll come. Harry, I know you can do it."[1]

The alarm clock woke her up. Hermione reached for it, turning it off. She withdrew her arm and pushed the bedspread over her head, holding onto her memory for a little longer. She remembered that night well. She had helped Harry learn the summoning charm, and then they'd practiced until he managed it. It was past 2:00 am and they were exhausted, sitting in the common room. Harry and Hermione talked until they'd fallen asleep, nothing out of the ordinary for the both of them. Eventually her head had fallen onto his shoulder. And that was how they had woken up a few hours later.

Shaking off the memories, Hermione got out of bed. Going through her everyday routine she got ready for work. All the time she debated with herself, barely conscious of what she was eating or dressing. "Should I just tell him? It doesn't matter, with only one look at me and he'll know. But what if he gets mad? Harry's my best friend, he won't be mad. He'll support me no matter what… as always. Perhaps, it would be better if I just avoided him for a while. Yes, because that wouldn't be suspicious at all!" With these thoughts cycling through her mind, Hermione apparated to the ministry, part of her wondering how she had managed to do it without splinching. Avoiding the main halls, she went to the ministry library, where she would spend the morning doing some research. A few unproductive hours later, Hermione was interrupted by a voice she knew all to well.

"Hey, I went into your office. They told me you were here." He clarified, trying to sound nonchalant, taking a seat in front of her. "I don't want to fight anymore."

"Ron, we've been doing this for two years now. We fight, we make peace then, we fight again. Besides, this really isn't the best place for us to be having this conversation."

"We've been apart, without telling anyone, for three months now. Things have been quieter between us. I still think we can make this work." Ron pleaded, reaching for Hermione's hand. "Marry me."

Hermione took her hand away from his. "Ronald, are you completely delusional?! This isn't going to work. A relationship like this is unhealthy. I'll always like you as a friend, but this really isn't working for me. I'm sorry, please understand."

"You never gave us a shot. Do you really think I don't know?" He got up, angrily.

"Know what?" Hermione asked impassive.

"This is all about Harry. You always liked him best! Don't tell me otherwise."

"Ronald, this has nothing to do with Harry! And I would advise you to leave, I'm working and you should be too. We'll talk later if you want."

"Fine, I'll leave you. But I want you to consider my proposal. If your answer isn't "yes", you don't have to bother talking to me anytime soon." Ron started to make his way out of the library, but before he was out of Hermione's earshot he added. "He wanted us all to be one big family. He'll never forgive you for breaking my heart."

At that, Hermione recognized that she didn't have to worry. She knew Harry would truly understand. Being able to focus easily now, Hermione relaxed, and was able to resume her research. After she was finished, she recalled what Ron had said to her. "Marry me. How could he even think of that?" Although Hermione didn't want to admit it, she felt like a weight was lifted from her shoulders. She tried to work things through with Ron, but it was just not meant to be. She needed someone who would understand her and support her. Not someone who kept fighting with her because of the way she cooked, or the amount of time she spent working, or the way she combed her hair… But at the moment Hermione shrugged off those thoughts, as she had some important working business she had to attend to, and she wanted to be focused. It was late into the afternoon when there was a knock, on her office door.

"Come in." Hermione said, dipping her quill in the inkwell.

"Miss Granger, someone just dropped this for you." Her assistant approached her desk, with a basket covered by a towel on her hands. "Where can I put it?"

"Here, please. Thank you, Amanda."

Hermione finished off what she was writing, before seeing what was in the basket. Reaching for it she saw a card that read:

"Dear Hermione,

I know that, with your big meeting tomorrow, you've probably been too busy to think about lunch.

Enjoy.

Harry."

She smiled as she realized that, indeed she totally forgot about lunch time. She made a mental note to thank Harry later. She dug into the contents of the basket, finding some of her favorite foods there.

It had been a long day. Hermione was sitting in a couch in her apartment, reading trough some notes. She was startled by a "pop" outside her doorway, followed by a knock on the door. Hermione got up and, peeking through the peephole, she saw Harry.

"Hey, thank you so much for lunch. Come in."

"It was nothing Mione." Harry said making his way in. "How are you? I've heard about Ron."

"He told you everything, uh?" Hermione asked, already knowing the answer.

"He did, I'm only shocked you've been apart for three months and I hadn't noticed."

"You've been busy. Well… and I've been cautious." Hermione sat on the couch indicating Harry to sit beside her. "Mission accomplished then. Are you mad?"

"Me? Why should I be? I only want you both to be happy, no matter if you're together or not."

"I always had this idea you wanted us to be family." As Hermione said that, she realized she quite liked the sound of that. "I know I do." She added, not knowing where that came from or, to what exactly she was referring to. Harry looked at her, confusion clouding his eyes. Perhaps, wondering if she meant both of them, as a family.

"So, how's Ginny?" She asked, avoiding his gaze.

"We kind of had a fight actually."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, we were talking about you and Ron. Ginny thinks Ron was crazy for asking you to marry him. She completely understands why you don't want to." Harry's voice grew small as he explained. "Because we are still young and have our careers to establish. Her words, not mine."

"And then?"

"Well, and then, I asked Ginny if I was the one proposing to her what would she answer." Harry shifted in his sit, uncomfortable. "Not that I'm thinking about it anyway. But she said she would probably say no, for now."

"You know Ginny's independent, but she has been dreaming of your wedding to her since she was ten."

"I know that... Sometimes I wonder if that's the only reason why she's still with me."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked confused.

"We appear to have fallen in a routine. Our relationship is more based in what everyone expects us to be than anything else. And I want a family. I'm not sure if I… want to wait."

"You should talk to her."

"I guess the Weasley's are not going to be very glad with either of us." Harry stated amused.

"Well, as much as I like them I won't marry Ronald just because."

"If your relationship was different and he asked you, what would you say?"

"With him… I would still say no. Even without the fights, we weren't meant to be. He's not someone I would choose to be by my side, every day." Hermione inclined her head slightly to one side. "But hypothetically, if everything was picture-perfect, I would say yes."

"I just don't understand why you stayed with him for so long."

"I guess I was partially afraid. And you know me: I thought that with effort and determination I could make our relationship endure."

"I'm just glad you realized you weren't happy, before it was too late."

"I was scared of your reaction."

"You had absolutely no reason to." He said and reached for her. Hermione slid onto his embrace, holding him tight.

"How are you? I mean… it's been three months but… you were together for two years."

Hermione sighed before saying anything. "I was afraid I wouldn't find anyone else. But I guess that I'm better alone than with someone I don't love."

"Of course you will find someone!" Harry said reassuringly. "Who wouldn't want to be with you?" He whispered into her hair. "You are someone worth living for…"

As they were in each other's arms, they lost track of time. There was nowhere else they could find themselves so at peace. They were used to be each other's support and crying shoulder. Nonetheless, it wasn't a bad habit that would fall into routine. Harry and Hermione choose each other and trusted each other equally. Neither of them could remember a time in their life's were the other one wasn't there. Even when everyone else left, Hermione always stood by Harry's side. Every single time Harry recalled her offer to him… when she said "I'll go with you"[2]; his heart skipped a bit, he could feel what he truly meant to her.

"You have to go, Ginny will worry." Hermione said, without moving.

"I'd rather stay right here… with you."[3] Harry whispered.

"At least tell her you're staying."

"I'll send her a patronus. Ginny doesn't need to know you're not heartbroken."

"I should discourage you from lying to your girlfriend, but I definitely would appreciate the company." Stated Hermione, finding the comfort she had been craving, in her best friend.

Harry sent a patronus to Ginny, just like he said he would and relaxed on Hermione's couch. Hermione snuggled next to him setting her head on his shoulder as he placed his arm around her. Watching television and talking until it was past midnight, they both fell asleep, as they did years ago.

"Why is it so light in here?" Hermione though as she woke up and opened her eyes. She was startled before remembering how she fell asleep that night. Oddly, she felt more relaxed than she had felt in days. Harry was still asleep. Carefully trying not to awake him, she got up and went to the kitchen, and started making breakfast. Harry woke up as soon as he sensed Hermione leaving. He stretched his arms and neck, which hurt from his sleeping position on the couch. It was a pain he would gladly take, if he could sleep as serenely as he had, every night.

"Good morning." Hermione said cheerfully to Harry, who just walked into the kitchen.

"G'morning. Slept well?"

"Very much, thank you for staying."

"No problem. We should do it again sometime." Hermione looked at him amused and quizzically. "I didn't mean it like that." Harry added, laughing.

"I know. I just wanted to see your reaction."

"Is that right?" Mischievously, Harry stood behind her and tickled her sides.

"Stop it, Harry." Hermione pleaded laughing as well; pointing to a cup she was filling with coffee. "I'll spill the coffee all over."

He stopped as she asked, resting his hands on either side of her waist and his head on her shoulder. This simplicity felt so right for both of them that neither was capable to discern anything odd about it. Lost in a world full of promise and so at ease with each other, they didn't hear any noise inside the apartment… Or noticed someone might have been watching.

There was a noise of something shattering on the ground. Both Harry and Hermione automatically held their wands high, abruptly waking from their fantasies, and carefully made their way to Hermione's home office, where they could hear things being thrown to the floor.

"Ronald! What do you think you're doing?" Ron was standing next to a bookcase throwing books all over. Hermione's glass desk all wrecked, on the floor.

"Looking for your shifting vault. I'll take out my things and leave. You have a problem with that?"

"Ron, you destroyed half of her office. What's the matter with you?"

"What's wrong with me? You're the one's lying to everyone and I'm the one who's got a problem?" Ron said turning to them. "You know what, I'm glad we broke up Hermione. Weasley's are poor but we don't marry sluts."

Hermione stopped Harry from saying anything, as her hand found his. Harry squeezed her hand in support and Hermione took a step, releasing his hand. Ignoring Ron's gaze Hermione touched her wand to a wall. A small square vault appeared out of thin air. Hermione opened it and removed a bag with some money and heirlooms.

"Leave and never come back." Hermione stated coldly. Shoving the bag onto his hands and holding her wand pointed at his chest. "Now, Ronald!"

Harry didn't move or said a word, even when Ron's questioning eyes found his; he knew better then to cross Hermione. Ron hesitated for a moment, looking disgustingly at both Harry and Hermione. "You better stay away from my sister, Potter." Ron said, just before he apparated.

Hermione exited the room as soon as Ron left. Harry didn't go after her, with some repairing and cleansing spells, he undid the mess Ron had created. Harry found Hermione in her room, curled on a chair by the window.

"He talked out of anger; Ron's going to regret what he said, as usual." Harry told her, kneeling in front of her. "Although it would be better for his health if he doesn't cross my path for a few days."

"Oh, Harry!" Hermione exclaimed throwing herself in his arms, crying. No words were needed, to express what she was feeling.

"Shhh… I'm here."

And that was all the reassurance Hermione needed. Ron's words would never hurt her as long as she had Harry. It's was no obligation for Harry to contribute for her well-being and happiness. He was glad he could be there for her. Hermione was the only person who sacrificed everything for him; it wasn't something that Harry forgot easily.

"You better go talk to Ginny before Ron does." She said concerned.

"I won't leave you. Ginny knows Ron always thought that there was something going on between the two of us. If she wants do believe him this time… I'll take care of that later." Harry broke their hug and got up. "Take a shower, I'll finish breakfast. Do you want me to call the ministry telling them you're sick?"

"Of course I don't. This is not going to mess up my meeting with the minister." Hermione reassured him, drying her tears with the back of her hand.

"Okay then, off you go miss."

Harry left for the kitchen just in time to hear a knock on Hermione's front door. Sighing, he opened the door.

"Ginny?"

"Hey." Ginny stayed awkwardly at the door. "I haven't been completely honest with you."

Puzzled Harry invited her in, leading her to the kitchen where he busied himself while talking to her.

"What do you mean?"

"Ron just got to me before I left home and told me what happened. He saw you two, the tickling…"

"Ginny, Hermione and I, we're just friends." Harry assured her in a monotone.

"I know, Harry. But you don't have to feel bad if there's something else, even if you don't see it." Ginny paused for a moment before continuing. "Harry, I need to confess something to you."

"What?"

"I cheated on you." Ginny admitted, with composure.

Harry turned around shocked; letting the egg he had in his hand break. "You did what?"

"It was last week, after the game. It just happened."

"With who…? No, I don't want to know." Harry turned around; covering the pain he was feeling from her. "Things between us have been deteriorating, haven't they?"

"Yes, they have. We got used to each other. I'm so sorry, Harry. I truly am, when Ron appeared this morning and told me… I couldn't hide it anymore, I had to tell you."

"What do you mean?"

"I think it's time for us to just stop trying." Ginny said resting a hand on Harry's back. "I'll will be here for you, always… as a friend."

Harry turned to face Ginny, he was sad that they're apparent fairytale dissolved into nothing. Nonetheless, Harry wasn't mad at Ginny, he blamed himself for not letting her go earlier. Brushing some lose hair out of her face Harry hugged her and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry".

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't hear you come in." Hermione was standing by the doorway, awkwardly.

"Hermione, sorry for the intrusion, I really needed to talk to Harry." Ginny said.

"Is everything all right?" Hermione asked, her voice a little high.

"I'll let Harry tell you, I have to go. I'm already late.' Ginny refused Hermione's invite to stay for breakfast and waved goodbye to both Harry and Hermione, as she left.

"What happened? Was it Ron?" Hermione asked, entering in the kitchen, worried.

Harry didn't answer her, nodding his head at her. He just needed a minute to reorganize his thoughts. As he grabbed two plates and poured some eggs into them, setting them on the table. Hermione sat down waiting for him to talk to her, which he did as he took a sit beside her. Harry felt a lot of things in that moment, none of them related to what he was supposed to be feeling.

As Hermione had her important meeting, she didn't want to be late. There were a lot of revisions for her to do before it. So, after making sure Harry was fine, despite his break-up with Ginny, they both appareted to the ministry.

"Hey, Hermione." Harry called her before she could run for her office. He saw her turn around to face him and continued. "Do you want to grab some dinner later?"

"Sure." Hermione replied walking away hastily.

It was long past lunchtime, Hermione stood behind her desk sorting through, what seemed like a dozen, dossiers. She took some papers in one hand and made her way to the door, reading them at the same time. As Hermione was turning the doorknob, a shadow by the corner of her eye made her turn. It was Prongs.

"My place. Be there at 9pm. See you later." Said Harry's voice, through his patronus.

Hermione was unable to hide the small smile that touched her lips, for the rest of the afternoon. Something deep inside her understood why the, inexplicable fear she had, of Harry discovering she was no longer with Ron. Although Hermione didn't want to admit it; she could see what everyone else saw after all, she was the brightest witch of her age. Excuses topped themselves one on top of the others for there is no better excuse than the one you tell yourself. Each and every day Hermione repeated it, over and over again. A never ending cycle that made her question what was reality and what was not. After eight years of telling herself, the same old lie, eventually it became the truth. It was easier to believe in it; despite the fact that she had chosen what was easy in detriment of what was right. There was only one moment of weakness in her façade.

Hermione had just slipped into a fine lilac dress, and busied herself changing things from her daily bag to a beige clutch. The hem of her dress got stuck on the clasp of the bag, and she pulled the lilac fabric gently to free it. Hermione closed her eyes in remembrance of the last time she wore a lilac dress. She recalled the beautiful ceremony and the time when she turned to find his eyes on her "… Then I declare you bonded for life."[4]Perhaps the time for dread was over; maybe it's was time for desires to become real possibilities. [5] With that in mind Hermione finished getting ready and apparated to Harry's doorstep.

Hermione and Harry were sitting in front of each other in Harry dining room table. Each one of them was sitting in front of empty plates. Harry had made lasagna and lemon pie for desert. Hermione took a sip of her glass of wine and released a contented sigh.

"Let me help you clean this out." Hermione said, getting up. Harry thanked her for the help and in a while both cleared the table.

"You should go talk to Ron." Hermione sat on a chair by the fireplace, with her glass in one hand.

"Not until he apologizes to you." Harry answered, sitting in the couch next to her.

"Harry, he's your best friend." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

"He was yours too not a long time ago."

"I won't insist anymore." Hermione rest her head in her hand and gazed at the fire. "There were a lot of moments when he wasn't there, weren't it?"

"Do you remember that time with the time turner?" Harry smiled; he could hear Ron's words like it had been yesterday.

"How did you get there? I... I was talking to you there! And now you're there!"

"What's he talking about Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I dunno. Honestly Ron, how can people be in two places at once?"

"What I remember best of that night was that ride on Buckbeak." Hermione said, shaking. "To this day, I still don't know how I was able to survive that."

"I wouldn't put you through it if I wasn't sure you were safe."

"I know Harry." Hermione said, reaching for his hand, in a reassuringly way. "Since we are remembering non-Ron moments, I want to thank you."

"Thank me?"

"For letting me be there with you, the first time you saw your parents' graves." Hermione regretted her words when a shadow crossed Harry's eyes. "I'm sure that you wanted to have gone with Ginny there, instead of me."

"No…" Harry said, not letting go of her hand. "I couldn't imagine or desired it any other way. I'm the one who should be thanking you. For going there with me with the danger we were in."

Hermione and Harry stood silent for some time. It wasn't an awkward silence. There was an inner stillness that washed over both of them. It drew them together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking.[6] Harry grinned at something he was thinking and pushing a sleepy Hermione to her feet, they both stood facing each other. Harry kept smiling at Hermione's confused eyes. There were no words needed as she understood what he wanted. They didn't need any other music, except the one in their minds. It was a night of memories, and both of them were glad to relive a happy one.

Hermione rested her head on Harry's shoulder. A flashback of memories, similar in both of their minds, revealed a truth none of them wanted to acknowledge. They kept dancing through every hug Hermione gave Harry that almost knocked him down; through Hermione's speech before he faced Quirell. The time when she knew he would understand her note about the Chamber of Secrets. When Harry and Hermione saved Sirius, and she got to see that private moment between them. Even when no one believed Harry, Hermione always knew that he hadn't put his name in the Goble of Fire. She was the one that created Dumbledore's Army and gave him advice about Cho; Hermione lied to Umbridge and without a plan Harry recognized what she was doing. His despair when Hermione was hit by Dolohov's curse. Through their on-going-fight about the potions book and the fact it didn't ruin their friendship. Also when, she stayed behind with him. Hermione's screams, from the time she was under the Cruciatus curse, still haunted Harry's nightmares.

As they kept dancing they realized that in their life there was no important reminiscence, they didn't share. It was difficult to imagine life without each other. Their decisions had never been taken in a way to open that window of possibility. It was unquestionable it could have gone that way[7].

Harry stopped dancing and stepped a few inches away from Hermione. Resting one hand in her waist, his eyes searched hers.

"Let's do it." Hermione said and Harry closed the distance between them. The window was open wide.

[1] I know this didn't happen in GOF exactly like this but, I liked this scene so I changed the ending (slightly) to fit my story.

[2] Harry Potter and the Dealthy Hallows

[3] Dirty Dancing 2

[4] Harry Potter and the Dealthy Hallows, Chapter 8, pg. 145.

[5] "All you desire is possible, but all that you dread is also possible."

[6] Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

[7] "So I think it could have gone that way." JK Rowling

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