A Letter to Hermione

Letter to Hermione.

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Now I have two songs for this chapters musical inspiration, my first song is I'll be there for you by the Rembrants, and my second song is Friends will be friends by Queen.

Hermione landed in the middle of Harry's lounge at Grimauld Place, slightly dazed she wandered over to the mirror above the fireplace and looked at her tear stained reflection critically. Was she so ugly that Ron thought it'd be okay to cheat on her? She began rubbing the dried tear tracks with a wet finger which made her face even more red and blotchy “Urgh” she grunted in frustration at the mirror and turned away from it just in time to see Harry's patronus come cantering through the floo.

“Beer's in the fridge, I'll be home in twenty minutes with some Chinese food, choose any DVD you like” the silvery stag said in Harry's voice before vanishing.

In need of something to do she walked over into the kitchen and started getting plates out of the cupboard ready for when Harry got back with the food, once that was done she grabbed a bottle of beer out of the fridge and sat at the kitchen table nursing it while lost in memories of her and Ron.

A tapping noise at the window disturbed her from her thoughts, looking over at the small window above the sink she saw a large raven tapping on the glass with a note tied to it's leg, she quickly crossed the room and opened the window to let it in.

The glossy feathered bird landed on the back of one Harry's dining chairs, clicked it's beak imperiously at her and held the leg that had the note attached outstretched so she could remove it.

“Okay Tibs, let me just remove this then I'll get a treat for you” she said as she untied the parchment. The raven whose full name was Tiberius gave a low rawk and waited patiently for his treat, Hermione raided Harry's fridge took out a slice of extra thick cut bacon and gave it to the bird before opening the note.

Hermione

I have been called away on business for a couple of days, so there is no need for you to be in the lab. I suggest that you use this time to sort out whatever personal problems you may be having, because I expect you back in the lab early Monday morning free from any outside or internal distractions.

Severus Snape

P.S. Do not feed Tiberius any treats as you are making him far too greedy and he appears to have you wrapped around his finger (figuratively speaking).

Hermione sniffled as she read the note, to anybody who didn't know Severus as well as she did the note sounded rather stiff and uncaring, but she knew that he was giving her the personal time she needed to work through this business with Ron without having to ask for it.

Toc,Toc,Toc the raven called to her and then eyed the fridge expectantly.

“I'm not supposed to give you any treats according to your master Tibs” she said stroking the bird's glossy feathers, bobbing his head up and down the intelligent bird knew that Hermione was a pushover and called out Toc,Toc,Toc again.

“Well I suppose one more slice couldn't hurt could it?” she opened the fridge, took out the pack of bacon and gave Tibs the extra slice.

“Please tell me you're not feeding that blasted bird my favorite bacon? Because it damn near took my finger off the last time you sent a letter with it” Harry said as he walked into the kitchen carrying a big bag of takeout with the words Lucky Dragon's Famous Chinese Takeaway on the front.

“Don't be mean Harry, Tibs wouldn't hurt a fly would you?” Hermione stroked the bird's silken wing.

He shook his head fondly at his friends ability to find the most grumpiest and unsocial of creatures and make them out to be big softies deep down.

Tibs finished his bacon rawked at Hermione and snapped his beak at Harry before flying off into the night.

Harry quickly dished the food onto the plates that Hermione had already got out of the cupboards and levitated them through to the lounge, while she grabbed a bottle of beer for Harry and followed him through. An hour and a couple of beers later the pair of them were sat rubbing their over stuffed stomachs and complaining of eating to much.

“Room for a Fortune cookie?” Harry asked offering her one.

“Well it can't be any worse than Trelawnys predictions can it?” she scoffed taking the cookie. “Ready on the count of three we'll break them open together one, two, three...”

The two friends snapped open the golden biscuit to reveal the thin white strip of paper inside.

“Mine says 'A quiet evening with friends is the best tonic for a long day', what does yours say?”Harry asked.

Hermione snorted “What a load of twaddle, it says 'Dream your dream and your dream will dream of you' enough of that nonsense, you tidy the dishes away and grab some more beer and I'll go find a film that isn't too disgustingly violent.”

Harry grinned at her “I could always bring my stash of porn down if that's more to your liking” he shouted from the kitchen.

“While I'm sure your private film collection is very informative I'll stick to Die Hard, thanks for the offer though” she said throwing a cushion at him.

They were sat cuddled together on the sofa watching Bruce Willis's character crawl trough an air duct when Hermione decided to ask Harry the question that had been bothering her for most of the night.

“Harry, can I ask you something?”

“Of course you can, you know that” he answered pausing the film so he could give Hermione his full attention.

“Am I a bad person for not being more heartbroken over Ron's infidelity?, don't get me wrong I am hurt and upset but if I am being truly honest with myself the underlying emotion I feel is relief and I don't know why.”

He wrapped his arms around her “Of course you're not a bad person, I just think that you and Ron drifted apart over the years and basically became each others base to return to as you both found your wings to fly again after the war. To be honest hun I'm surprised you both lasted this long, in the last year or so you've pretty much become flatmates with benefits”.

“That's not true” she said indignantly before thinking about it for second “Is it?”

“Think about it hun, when was the last time you and Ron spent more than a weekend alone in each others company?”

Hermione was silent for a couple of minutes “We went away in July for a week with you for your birth-, oh I see what you mean, but it's only because our schedules have been a bit conflicting and you know what I'm like when I'm researching.”

“That's what I mean hun, if you both really wanted to spend time with each other you'd find a way to make it happen” he said gently “Like I said, friends with benefits, which I might point out you never offered me your oldest and bestest friend and I thought you loved me?” he gave her his best puppy dog face.

“Harry, you idiot of course I love you, how could I not love the skinny boy who jumped on the back of a eight foot mountain troll and shoved his wand up it's nose so I could escape” she giggled “You know Harry I had quite a crush on you for a bit in school, but I think I got the best deal of all, You're my best friend and my family rolled into one devastatingly handsome bundle”

Harry drained his bottle “As long as we're being honest I was rather jealous of Krum when he took you to the yule ball back in our fourth year, so if you're not going to take advantage of the fact that we're getting very drunk to ravish me I might as well go and get another drink” he said pouting.
Hermione burst out laughing “If I didn't fear the repercussions of your partner I would, where is he anyway? It's rather odd not having him around I kinda miss his sarcastic comments.”

“I sent him a message earlier to go and find somebody else to annoy for the evening so we wouldn't be disturbed, I wasn't too sure how you were going to react. On a serious note, you that this isn't going to die down quickly don't you and the Daily Prophet is notorious for gossip especially where one of us is concerned”

She sighed “I know, but hopefully they'll get bored after awhile and I'll be too busy with my potion and research to have time to read the rubbish they print”.

Harry waved his wand and conjured up a thick duvet “And for my next trick I have a large tub of rum and raisin ice cream and two spoons, only the best for the brightest witch of our generation to make you feel happy”

“Can I ask a favor Harry?”

“Of course you can hun, you know that”

“Would you come with me when I take my stuff out of mine and Ron's apartment tomorrow, and could I possibly stop here till I find another place to live?”

“Of course I'll help and where else did you think I was going to let you stay? Silly girl”

“You're the bestest friend a girl could have you know that Harry, thanks for being here with me” she said cuddling into him.

“You'd do the same for me hun that's what friends are for, now shush because I want to watch John Mclaine blow up the bad guys” .

A/N: Well I hope you like this chapter, I love Harry and Hermione's relationship and the way they interact with each other and felt they needed a chapter to themselves as good friends do.

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