A/N: I love the song 'Someone Like You' by Adele, this song inspired this fic. If you can you should listen to it.

I heard that you're settled down

That you found a girl and you're married now

I heard that your dreams came true

Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you

I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited

But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it

I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded

That for me, it isn't over

Adele - Someone Like You Lyrics

Chapter One

Harry had found and lost the love of his life, his relationship was kept a secret as his partner hadn't 'come out' and he agreed to keep their relationship from everyone. They spent the last year at Hogwarts meeting in secret, they talked, laughed and often made love. Harry was madly and deeply in love. After graduation it all turned sour, his love said he needed space. Harry was devastated, he missed him with all of his heart. Then it happened, he was reading, The Daily Prophet and he saw the wedding announcements, the paper dropped to the floor as Harry fell to his knees and cried. Staring up at him he could see the article:

Wedding Announcements:

Mr and Mrs Greengrass are pleased to announce the marriage of their daughter

Astoria Greengrass

to

Draco Lucius Malfoy

on Saturday, the sixth of August at a private ceremony, held at Malfoy Manor.

Next to the announcement was a picture of Draco in superbly handsome and exquisite dress robes, holding a petite brown-haired woman, in an equally beautiful wedding dress. The photo was a wizarding photo and it re-played the smiling couple kissing over and over.

Harry didn't know how long he was there for, crouched on the floor crying over a lost love. He felt warm arms wrap around him and pull him into a hug, he didn't know who it was, he just clung to them and cried. After a while he pulled away and saw that it was Hermione, she was looking at him with worry etched in her face. She made him a strong coffee, found a calming draught and then waited until Harry was calm enough to talk. It was then that he confessed everything, about his year-long affair with Draco in their eighth year, how he had fallen in love with him and then he picked up the paper, silently slid it over to her.

"Oh, Harry," she rested her hand over Harry's, she felt awful for him, he still loved Malfoy.

"Look, Hermione, I'd appreciate it if you don't tell the others yet, they will want to find him and hex him or something." Harry requested.

Sadly smiling she agreed to keep it quiet, for now. "What are you going to do? Will you be ok, do you want me to stay?"

Harry shook his head, "No, you don't need to stay, it hurts like hell. I just need time to heal. I hope I can move on and that I won't see him again."

She stood, kissed Harry's forehead and headed for the fireplace, "You know where I am if you need me."

Harry carried on his routine in a daze, feeling despair and hurt engulf him.