Chapter 17
Harry had gone to search for Ron. First, he went to The Burrow. Mrs Weasley greeted him at the door, and she saw the urgent look on his face.
"Harry, what's wrong?" She asked.
"Is Ron here?"
"No, I don't think so. Why do you need him?" She knew something was wrong.
"Hermione broke up with him." She wasn't shocked at all. "Why aren't you surprised, Mrs Weasley?"
"I knew something wasn't right between them, and their relationship hasn't gone anywhere since they bought that house together." But there was one part she didn't know.
"There's something else too." He thought she should know.
"That doesn't sound good."
"She knows who her soul mate is." That time, Mrs Weasley was shocked.
"No, that can't be right. This only happens-" She started.
"-once in a thousand years. Yes, we know." He finished. "But I believe she's right. I hadn't thought of it until she mentioned it to me, but now I'm remembering signs that they are soul mates."
"Who is it?" Mrs Weasley couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"It's Luna Lovegood."
"Oh." She paused. "I see it now."
"I know, it's so obvious now."
"Is Hermione going to talk to Luna about it?"
"Tomorrow, and I've promised her that I'll be there for her when she does." Harry explained.
"That's wise." She smiled at Harry.
"We are going to talk to McGonagall about this soul mate stuff on Monday. And don't let anyone find out about Hermione finding her soul mate, I probably wasn't supposed to tell you either."
"Don't worry, dear. I can keep a secret." She hugged him and dragged him to the fireplace. "Now, go and make sure Ron is alright." She handed him some floo powder.
"Where shall I go?" He stepped into the fireplace.
"Try George's joke shop. Bye, Harry."
"Bye, Mrs Weasley." With that, he dropped the floo powder and shouted the place he wanted to go. He vanished and appeared to find George laughing at him. "What's so funny?"
George had to stop laughing before he could answer. "You're a mess, Harry." He helped him up. "What brings you here, to the best shop ever?"
Harry brushed himself off. "Ron, is he here?"
"Ah, yes, in quite a state. I can't work out what's wrong with him." George led Harry upstairs.
"Ron." Ron was sitting on the sofa, crying. "Ron, mate. Are you okay?"
"No, Harry. I can't believe she'd do this to me." Harry sat down next to him.
"She told me to tell you that it's for the best." He explained. "And that you can keep the house."
"Where's she going to stay?" Ron was still worried about her, even though she's broken his heart.
"With me. I'll be going to teach at Hogwarts soon anyway."
"Thanks, Harry. You can go now if you want, I'm okay." Harry stood after Ron said this.
"Alright. Call me if you need me. See ya." He started walking back downstairs and George followed.
"Hermione broke up with him?"
Harry felt that he'd be the one to have to explain to a lot of people. "Yes, just make sure he gets home safe. In his state, he could end up injuring himself if he tried to disapparate or use the floo."
"I will." George waved goodbye and went back to talk to Ron.