Authors Note: so I know I should be posting a new story when I have to finish Pantomime first. But this story wouldn't leave me. So I started writing it down. And I'm posting the first chapter! Hope you guys like this and please review?

Harry potter was very much content about his life after Voldemort. But he still felt empty, like something was missing from his life. Months after he he vanquished Voldemort, he got back together with his ex girlfriend, Ginny Weasley. Mrs. Weasley was so happy, now if only Ronald had gotten together with Hermione Granger then all would be well! But not all wishes come true.

You see, Hermione Granger realized something, she realized that you shouldn't be with somebody that you didn't think of every morning and night. She realized that she wished to change him to be somebody else. She realized that Ronald wasn't ever going to be like another man she had longed for. She realized that she couldn't substitute Ronald for Harry. You see, she's loved Harry since fourth year, something changed that year. It had started in third year and transcended into the fourth. It was a slow process. She didn't ever mean to fall in love with her best friend. But she did. That's why she couldn't commit to Viktor Krum and why when Ronald Weasley asked to be his girlfriend, she said no.

It wasn't that Ronald was a bad person, it wasn't even that Ron would be a bad boyfriend. He's her best friend, she knows him so very we'll, but she knew couldn't ever love him like he deserves. Plus she knew that he was only asking her because his mother convinced him throughout the years that he should be with Hermione and Harry should be with Ginny, and that they would be a big happy family! But Hermione didn't want to be part of a family on false pretenses. She wanted a quiet kind of love. A love where they didn't fight, they argued, they stay up just to be together. She knew somebody who she could have that love with. But his childhood was rough, and he deserved the love he wanted. And she wasn't that love.

So she was happy that her friend was happy. She wasn't bitter, she wasn't even angry, she was sad, but she knew it was worth it if he was happy.

That's why when Harry asked if she was happy, she lied