Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ I Should Have Been With You ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.

 

Setting: Post DH. Disregard the epilogue though. This takes place after H/G and R/Hr got married but before any of the kids were born, I didn't want to have children involved in this mess.

 

Summary: Ginny has died and Ron is having an affair. Harry and Hermione seek solace in each other and find something they never anticipated.

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Harry's POV

 

I sit on the window sill watching the rain and thinking. It's been a year since my wife died. Her death was sudden and till this day no one can explain the cause. As a result I haven't had much contact with anyone, especially my best friend who was also her brother. I tell myself it's because I feel uncomfortable around any of her family; that I want to keep my mind off her. But deep in my heart I know the real reason I haven't talked to him has nothing to do with Ginny.

 

The last time I saw Ron, I somehow knew his secret. He didn't have to tell me, it was pretty obvious. I'm not sure if his wife knows; I honestly can't imagine her being in the dark about this. Hermione has always been good at figuring things out and if I could see it there is no doubt in my mind that she does too. However, if she knows she isn't letting on.

 

Ron is definitely cheating on her. With whom, I'm not sure but it doesn't matter to me. I'm afraid to talk Hermione about this. What if I'm wrong and she doesn't know or even if I'm wrong about the affair. I couldn't live with the guilt of breaking their marriage up, not after feeling the pain of losing a wife.

 

But with regards to losing Ginny, I'm not sure if my pain was as great as it should've been. It's almost like I never really loved her. Maybe I didn't love like a husband should love his wife but more like a little sister. While thinking about this I see a figure walking toward my house. Wait, that's Hermione! I rush to door and open it before she knocks.

 

She is in tears. Somehow I know it's because of Ron. “He's cheating on me.” She says through her sobs. “What's worse is that it isn't with just one woman. There is at least three of them.”

 

I gesture her in and we sit on the couch. I don't say much to her. I mostly hold her while she cries on my shoulder. But then, something happens; I'm not sure how. We kiss. What really scares me about it is that it feels so right. Nothing like any kiss I shared with Ginny.