Fixing a Broken Heart

Fixing a Broken Heart

(Chapter 1)

Summary: Viktor just broke up with Hermione for someone else and she doesn't know what to do about it. Then, she finds comfort from someone who is really close to her and loved her secretly... Will she realize how this "someone" feels for her? Does she feel the same way? Inspired by the song "Fixing a Broken Heart" by Indecent Obsession... R/R!

"Ron?" Hermione asked.

"Hermione?" Ron said. "Wow! I haven't seen you since... umm... graduation..."

"Yeah," Hermione replied, trying to wipe the tears from her face.

Ron looked at her. He could help asking, "Why are you crying?"

"Oh," Hermione replied, "Nothing. There was something that went in my eye." She forced a smile.

Ron didn't believe her but didn't ask more questions, but instead said, "I was just going to get lunch, want to go with me because we have a lot of catching up to do..."

"Sure," Hermione replied as they walked to a near by restaurant.

"Good noon, sir and miss," the hostess said.

"Good noon, table for two please," Ron said.

"Sure," the hostess replied as she walked them to their table.

"Thank you," Ron said as he pulled a chair for Hermione. Hermione sat down then Ron.

The hostess gave them menus and said, "We'll get someone to get your orders when you're ready,"

"Okay," Ron said. The hostess left them and went to her usual spot. "So, what do you think of the place?" He asked.

"This place looks great," Hermione said, impressed, looking around. "It looks expensive too. How are we going to pay for the food?" She said as she scanned the menu.

"Oh," Ron said, "I have it under control." Ron smiled.

Hermione believed him, but couldn't stop think why Hermione was crying. He thought that he would save that question later. So he did.

"Ready to order sir?" The waiter asked.

Ron nodded at Hermione and said, "We will the special of the day and I'll have Coke and..."

"Oh," Hermione said, "I'll have Diet Coke please."

"Is that all?" The waiter said as he finished writing down Diet Coke.

"Yes," Ron replied. "We'll just call you if we need anything."

The waiter nodded, took the menus and left Ron and Hermione.

There was an awkward silence. They couldn't think of anything to say to each other. Hermione was drumming her fingers on the table as Ron was looking around.

"So," Hermione and Ron said at the same time. They both smiled. "You go ahead," They said at the same time again.

"Okay," Ron said, "you go first."

"Okay," Hermione answered. "What's has happened to you? I mean I haven't heard anything from you since, I don't know, probably, 3 months after graduation. Did you ever receive the owls I sent you?"

"Yes," Ron responded. "Actually, there are in a box in my office together with Harry's letter." Hermione smiled. "Yeah, and I replaced my dad as a personnel in the Ministry of Magic in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department, that's the reason why I'm here."

"Oh," Hermione said, "I see."

"How about you?" Ron asked. "I mean, what do you do now?"

"Well," Hermione started, "when I graduated from Hogwarts, I didn't know what to do, if you remember, I told you that in one of my letters." Ron nodded and smiled. "I was so confused if I wanted to work in the wizarding world or the muggle world, so, I took a year off and spent it with Victor who worked with the Bulgarian Ministry in the Magical Games and Sports area..." Then, Hermione paused. She remembered what had just happened between her and Viktor. So, she decided to cut the subject and just shortened her story, "My part-time job is as a librarian in a library within this area. I really enjoy it. Well, I get to read books and I really knew more things everyday." She finished, managing a smile.

"Well, that's interesting," Ron commented. "I always thought you knew everything."

"Well," Hermione blushed, "probably about the wizarding world. This world is totally different and it really amazes me, although I'm part muggle, I really didn't know much about this world."

"But, you had Muggle Studies, right?" Ron asked.

"Ya," Hermione answered. "But it is different point of view if you read it from actual Muggles. It is totally different from the point of view of a wizard or witch."

Ron enjoyed this. He missed Hermione's thought on things that interest her. She usually says this to him and Harry, and she would explain it as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. Sometimes it would be. Ron was glad that they met again.

After a few minutes, their orders came and they ate. Then, they talked some more.

After lunch, Ron paid for lunch and he and Hermione went and walked by a near by park.

Then, Ron couldn't help but notice so more that Hermione was kinda sad or something was bothering her. So, he finally asked, "Hermione, I couldn't help noticed but, is there anything bothering you, I mean, when I saw you, you were just like troubled or something, like something just happened that you didn't expect. I mean, you can tell me anything. After all, we are still friends. Best friends." Ron finished.

Hermione led him to a near by bench and sat down. Ron followed her. 'At least you think that I see you as a friend...' Then, he sat down.

Hermione took a deep breath. Then, she finally explained everything. "I told about me and Viktor right?" Ron nodded to a yes. "Ok, so we were getting along fine, until now that is. I came home from work. I was having a terrific day. I finished the book that I read; you know how happy I get when I finished a book, right?" Ron smiled but listened attentively. "So, I was home, Viktor and I lived together in a flat near by. I enter the flat and he came up to me and held my hand and led me to the window. I thought that the day finally came; I thought that he was gonna as my hand in marriage. Boy was I wrong! He told me that he found someone else, that he doesn't love as much as before. I was really hurt." Tears started to well up her eyes. Ron couldn't help but feel sorry for her and at the same time angry at Viktor. "I couldn't help myself, I just slapped him. I was so mad. Emotions were starting to mix. Then, I ran to my room and started packing my stuff and..." Hermione stopped. She cried even more.

Ron gave her a hug, trying to comfort her. 'That bastard,' Ron thought. 'I always thought he would hurt her.'

"So, where are you staying for the night?" Ron asked.

"Well," Hermione said, as Ron wiped a tear off her face. "I was thinking of staying with my parents, but I think they are home right now, they are in a cruise with some of their friends. So, I don't have anywhere to live. I'll probably stay in a hotel for a couple of days until I straighten things out."

"Well," Ron said, "actually, there is space in my flat. I have been looking for someone to stay in the other room; I have no luck finding a flat mate."

"Are you sure?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah," Ron replied. "It would be my pleasure. I mean, if you want to, I'm not forcing you."

"I'll take the offer," Hermione said. "Thank you."

"That's alright," Ron said, smiling.

They stood up, Ron taking Hermione's huge bag full of clothes and books, and hailed for a taxi.

After a short trip, they finally arrived at Ron's flat. Ron opened the door for Hermione, and they both entered. They used the elevator to go to the second floor where Ron's flat is.

They both go off the elevator and Ron got his keys, opened the door and entered the flat.

Ron's flat was kinda familiar to Hermione. Then she remembered that Ron made his flat look like the Gryffindor common room. He had a fire place, a couple of couches around it, a study table or, they would call it now working table because they are now working, and red carpet. Hermione was amazed at this. She had never thought of Ron this organized.

"So," Ron said, interrupting her thoughts. "How do you like my place?"

Hermione smiled, "Very impressive. I kinda thought that this arrangement is familiar."

"Well," Ron said, blushing, "I didn't exactly arrange this. Well, actually I had this idea but thought it was impossible for me to get it done, so I let my sister do it."

"Ginny?" Hermione asked. "Well, I think she deserves the compliments. How is she by the way?"

"Well," Ron said, "we haven't heard from her since, umm... 3 months ago. I think she ran way with her boyfriend. The funny thing is we never knew who her boyfriend was. I mean, I know that it is not Harry, but who could it be?" Ron finished thinking deeply, he was quite puzzled.

Then, Hermione remembered that Ginny told her about her boyfriend in one of her owls. It was kinda their secret. She told Hermione that she was running away with Draco Malfoy. Hermione, herself, was shocked with this news but she couldn't do anything about it. Actually, she was twitching violently when she read this, especially the part where she says something about Draco in leather pants. Somehow, Hermione couldn't image this. Hermione wasn't planning to tell Ron. She had her own problems to solve. So, she just kept it to herself.

"So," Ron continued as he finished his thoughts, still puzzled. "Want to take the grand tour?"

"Sure," Hermione replied.

"Okay," Ron started, "obviously, this is the living room. We have the fireplace here, over at that corner. Then to the right of that is the working table, we only have one because before I lived by myself so... but we can get another one if you need one. Then to the right of that is the door leading to the balcony. That is where I relax myself. That's where I usually go after a very tiring day, then a couple of shelves on this side. Then, this door leads to my room," Ron opens the door and lets Hermione see. "I know it's kinda messy, but I'll straighten it out, one of these days," Ron winked at Hermione. "Ginny made it look like the boys dormitory, but I had to describe it to her before she actually arranged this."

Hermione really couldn't tell if this was what the boy's dormitory looked like, because she was never there... she never saw the dormitory... so, she just took Ron's words.

"And here is the kitchen," Ron continued. "There's the refrigerator. That's the cabinet that has the coffee and tea bags, if you want any. The stove is right there, the counter, and the table."

The table was situated in the middle of the kitchen; it was quite a big kitchen. Hermione was impressed on how Ron keeps his flat clean. Obviously, this wasn't the Ron she knew.

Then, Ron led her out of the kitchen and into a hallway by the kitchen.

"This", Ron said as he opened a door, "is your room."

Hermione look in and said "Wow! This is a bigger room. Thank you for letting me stay here Ron." Hermione gave Ron a hug.

"Oh, this is nothing..." He said, blushing.

Hermione placed her bags on the bed. "Make yourself comfortable," Ron said as he stepped out of the room and gently closed the door. Hermione nodded and smiled.

Hermione looked around again. The room was magnificent. Well, better than her room in Viktor's flat. She walked to the window. It had the perfect view of the city. She was so thankful that she saw Ron. She will always be thankful for this...