I love you like a Love Song

When Hermione stumbles upon Ron with another witch's hand down his pants in eighth year her best friend, Harry tries to comfort her afterward. Harry's idea of comforting her turns into a heated affair that seems to burn away all Hermione's brain cells. Who knew friends to lovers could happen like this?

There may be some triggering content missed by the tagging, please if you are easily riled by a fic give this one a pass, it's dark and sexually explicit.