Chapter 14
Harry was about to leave The Burrow. He had said goodbye to mostly everyone, including Teddy, but Hermione and Ron were left.
"Harry, can I talk to you?" Hermione whispered to Harry.
"Sure, Hermione." He replied and said goodbye to Ron.
"Bye, mate." Ron said.
"Ron." Hermione said. "I'm just going to talk to Harry, I'll meet you at home later."
"Bye." Ron kissed Hermione on the cheek and Hermione and Harry walked off. They got into Harry's car and started to drive. It was a while before either of them said anything.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Harry asked.
"I-I think I need to-to break up with Ron." Hermione struggled to say this out loud.
"Okay." Harry stopped, obviously shocked. He thought their relationship was perfect and he thought they both loved each other loads. But, he was a bit confused as to why they weren't married yet. Maybe this was why he was so calm about Hermione's revelation. "Why?"
Hermione sighed. "It just doesn't feel right anymore. We haven't moved forward for about 8 years and he hasn't asked me to marry him or anything like that." She paused. "I can't carry on like this if it's not going anywhere."
Harry sat there quietly, listening and driving. They were almost at Harry's house. "I understand." They stopped in front of his house and got out of the car. Harry led them inside. Harry made them some tea and they sat down at the kitchen table.
"I think you need to be there when I break up with him." She said, finally.
"Why?"
"You know his temper, you're the only one who's able to calm him down as well as I can and considering I'm the one who's going to be hurting him, I won't be successful at calming him down." She explained.
"Alright, Hermione. I'll be there to help you, I always will be." Harry didn't like to think of Ron mad at Hermione. "When are you going to do it?"
Hermione had this planned out already. "Saturday. That means you can go for your drink with Draco tomorrow and then it won't ruin your night. Saturday afternoon. Gives you time to recover from tomorrow night."
He nodded. "I'll be at yours at 3." He liked to plan in advance with Hermione.
"And there's something else." Hermione was about to give another reason for wanting to break up with Ron.
"What is it?" Harry could tell that it was really bothering her, even more than the thought of breaking up with Ron.
"I've been keeping this a secret for a while, and I'm not really sure about it."
"You can tell me anything, Hermione. I'm always here for you."
"Okay." She was on the verge of tears and knew she couldn't stop it, so she got up to find some tissues and returned quickly. "I-I think...I m-might...know who my soul mate too."
Harry's eyes widened and he was so surprised by this that he spat his tea back into his cup. "What? Why do you think this?" Then he saw the tears rolling down her face. He stood up, walked over to her and hugged her. "Hermione, it's okay. Everything will be fine."
She sobbed into Harry's arms, and Harry let her. Once she calmed down, she explained. "It won't be fine. Everything is so messed up. Why is it not simple?"
Harry sat back down. "When have our lives ever been simple, Hermione?"
She flashed a small smile. "True. But I thought it would even out after you defeated Voldemort."
Harry hadn't heard that name in a while. "We defeated him, Hermione. Not me. We did. We stick together no matter what, and everything always works out in the end."
"But what if it doesn't this time? What if Ron never forgives me for breaking up with him? What if me and him stop being friends?"
"It will work out. Ron will forgive you and you will stay friends. It will take time, but I know that Ron would rather be just friends with you than not have you in his life at all." Harry didn't know where all this was coming from. No one had ever been this upset in front of him before.
Harry had cheered Hermione up a bit now and she felt she was ready to answer his questions now. "Thanks, Harry. What did you ask me before I started crying?"
"So, who do you think your soul mate is?"
She smiled before answering. "I think it's Luna."
Something in Harry's brain exploded and memories came to him that explained why Hermione thought this. His brain was putting all the pieces of the puzzle together now. "Huh. Kind of makes sense now I think about it." He chuckled at some of the things he was remembering. Hermione was a lot happier now, was interested by what Harry had said. "But hang on." He started talking again. "I thought that this only happened once in a thousand years, so how is it happening to both of us right now?"
"I don't know. I think we should go and talk to McGonagall about this." She suggested. "I'll send her an owl. Should we go on Sunday?"
"Yeah, okay." His next few days would be busy. "I'll invite Draco along too. You should talk to Luna too."
"I can't, not just yet anyway. I still need to break up with Ron."
"You should do it after Ron. Maybe we should go to McGonagall on Monday. Then you can talk to Luna on Sunday. It'll give you more time, spread events out a little." Harry said, and Hermione didn't reply. "I'll go with you to Luna's if you want. I'll be there if you need me. And anyway, I haven't seen her in ages, it'd be nice to catch up with her."
Hermione knew deep down that Harry was right. She should tell Luna. "You promise you'll be there?"
"Always, Hermione." They both stood up and hugged.
"I should go home. Have fun with Draco, and I'll see you at my house at 3 on Saturday. And I'll send an owl to McGonagall about Monday. Thanks, Harry."
"Bye, Hermione." She disapparated on the spot and left Harry to an empty house.