Disclaimer: I don't own anything aside from the plot. Characters are created by the brilliant J.K Rowling. Harry Potter A/U Fanfiction. Enjoy! :)

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Hermione slammed the empty bottle of fire whiskey on top of her table as she stood up; she clumsily padded towards her kitchen and staggered a bit when her side hit the counter. She cursed as she leaned on it and waited for her world to stop spinning; after a couple of seconds she continued her trek towards her fridge and yanked it open. She leaned forward and began rummaging it; she paused thoughtfully and stood straight. She then leaned in again and plucked a bottle of sparkling lemon water; she twisted its cap and brought the bottle to her lips. She took a couple of mouthfuls, flashing away the bitter taste of the whiskey she drank earlier; she then capped the bottle again and slammed the door shut. She walked towards the counter and pulled out one of the high chairs; she perched herself on top of it and placed her bottled water on top. She then braised her elbows on top of the counter and cradled her heavy head on her open palms; "Crookshanks! Where you?" she slurred.

A bolt of orange fur pounced on top of her coffee table and settled itself on it.

Hermione yawned; "I'm here. Come here kitty cat!" she cooed.

Crookshanks leapt off the table and ran towards her drunken Mistress; the belly dragging feline reached her Mistress's foot and began clawing at her leg, asking for Hermione to lift him up.

Hermione turned towards her cat and began wagging her pointer finger, back and forth; "You boy are so fat that you can't drag yourself up aye?" she slurred. She sighed as she bends down; she picked her cat up and perched it on top of the counter.

Crookshanks sat up and faced his Mistress, staring at her knowingly.

Hermione moved her right hand towards her pet's ear and began scratching it fondly; "You're the only who truly loves me, kitty cat..." she said sadly.

Crookshanks leaned his head towards her Mistress's hand and closed his big yellow eyes.

Hermione smiled; "I love you too kitty cat," she murmured.

Crookshanks sunk down on his tummy and rolled on his back; begging to be petted.

Hermione chuckled at her pet's antics and began rubbing the cat's tummy; she let out a chuckle when the cat started purring. "Was I too hard on him Crook?" she asked seriously.

Crookshank purred loudly.

Hermione sighed.

oOo

"Is Hermione, okay?" 

Harry dusted himself from soot as he stepped out the grate; he took off his coat and padded towards his wife. "I'm not sure" he replied while wrapping his arms around his wife's petite waist.

Astoria snaked his hands around her husband's neck and planted a soft kiss on his lips; "I hope she's okay..." she said.

Harry smiled as he rubbed his nose with hers; "She's a strong woman, I know she'll pull through" he replied.

Astoria giggled with his action as she pulled away; "Are you hungry?" she asked.

"As a matter of fact I am, I'm famished!" Harry replied.

Astoria shook her head and began walking towards their dining room; she snapped her fingers and summoned one of their elves. "Fifi" she called.

A loud crack resounded around the room as a well dressed elf appeared right in front of her Mistress; she curtseyed and beamed at her Mistress. "Fifi is here Mistress, what can I do for you?"

Astoria stared at the little elf and smiled; "Fifi, be a dear, and please serve the food I cooked. Harry and I are ready to eat" she said.

"Yes Mistress, will you be eating here or would you like me to prepare the gardens?" Fifi asked.

Astoria threw Harry a look; "What do you think love?" she asked.

Harry placed his cloak on top of the dining table and tapped his foot while thinking. "Why don't we eat at the Balcony instead? We have a nice weather tonight" he suggested.

Astoria beamed; "It's settled then" she said to Harry. She then turned towards the elf and smiled; "We'll have it in the balcony Fifi, thank you" she said.

Fifi curtseyed and vanished with a pop.

"A drink first?" Astoria asked while walking towards the bar.

Harry smiled; "Yes, please" he replied. He then walked towards the Grand Balcony and pushed the door open.

oOo

"Do you want more Garlic bread?" Molly asked her daughter.

Ginny swallowed as she threw her Mum a huge smile; "I missed your home cooked meals Mum, I really do..." she said sincerely.

Molly returned her daughter's smile as she stood up; she padded towards the kitchen and flicked her wand. Instantly, two trays of perfectly baked garlic bread zoomed towards the table; she carefully plucked the huge pieces and began stacking it inside a small basket. She then walked back towards the table and gently placed it on the middle; "There you go love, now don't stuff yourself with so much bread dear, we still have Treacle tart for desert" she said fondly.

Ginny took another piece of bread from the basket and began nibbling; "I'll certainly leave room for that. How's Dad?" she asked.

Molly began stirring her tea; "Your dad is fine, he's still into Muggle stuff. He bought a new T.V. did you see it?" she asked.

Ginny took a sip of her pumpkin juice and patted her lips with a napkin; "Oh really? Did Dad buy a new DVD with it?" she asked.

Molly furrowed her brows; "I don't know what a VDD means love, but you can ask your Dad when he comes home" she replied uncertainly.

Ginny giggled; "I think I will..." she said.

Molly shook her head and took a sip of her tea again.

Ginny bit her lower lip as she leaned on her chair; "Mum?" she asked.

"Yes?"

Ginny cleared her throat and tucked a stray hair behind her ear nervously; "Has Ron been visiting lately?" she asked.

Molly placed her cup on top of table; "He visited with Hermione last week, they bought cake and spent time with the kids, why? Is something the matter?" she asked.

Ginny averted her Mum's gaze and took a sip of her juice.

"Ginny?" Molly said sternly.

Ginny averted her Mum's inquiring gaze as she cleared her throat nervously; "I—I think Hermione and Ron are having problems..." she confessed guiltily.

Molly's eyes widen; "What do you mean? Did something happen?" she asked.

Ginny took a deep breath and pursed her lips; "Harry and I think that, Ron is having an affair" she burst out.

Molly's shoulder sagged as her plump face lost its colour; "Why? How—What?" she asked incoherently.

Ginny moved closer and clasped her Mum's hands; "Mum, calm down, please..." she pleaded.

Molly sat straighter and shook her head in denial; "Ron...would never do that...I know him..." she muttered.

Ginny squeezed her Mum's hand and cleared her throat; "But he already did before, this—this isn't the first time Mum..." she admitted.

Molly furrowed her brows as she pulled away from her daughter's grasp; "What do you mean Ginevra?" she asked.

Ginny winced and braised herself; "He cheated on Hermione with another woman before and she caught him but Hermione being Hermione forgave him and took him back...Now, that prick son of yours have committed the same crime again and we're afraid that Hermione knows that's why she collapsed..." she confessed.

Molly's eyes widen; "Hermione collapsed? When? Oh my Merlin! What happened? Is she alright?" she asked frantically.

Ginny pulled away and took another sip of her juice; "She is alright Mum, she was already discharged this afternoon and Harry checked up on her" she assured the old witch.

Molly let out a sigh of relief; "Thank Merlin she's alright!" she exclaimed.

Ginny nodded.

Molly then frowned; "Why wasn't I informed about all of this before?" she spat. She then stood up and began pacing back and forth; "I cannot believe Ronald! Why in the world would he cheat on Hermione?! And he'd done it twice! I can't believe that a son of mine can be like that!" she hissed.

Ginny was about to respond but was cut off when their back door opened.

"What do you mean Ron cheated on Hermione?"

Ginny and Molly's head instantly snapped towards the back door.

Arthur fully opened the door and stepped inside their kitchen; he took off his Pandora hat and closed the door behind him. "What we're you two talking about?" he asked seriously.

Molly instantly stopped pacing and began walking towards her husband; when she reached him, she took his bag, coat and hat. "Sit down Arthur, Ginny was just telling me something that your youngest son did" she said.

Ginny threw an annoyed look at her Mum.

Arthur sat right in front of his daughter and placed his clasped hands on top of the table; "What were you saying to your Mum Ginevra? What did Ronald do?" he asked.

Ginny swallowed the lump stuck in her throat as she straightened herself in her seat; she opened and closed her mouth, still at lost on what to say.

Molly stared at her daughter's expression and shook her head; she then turned towards her husband and started explaining. "Ginevra told me here that Ron and Hermione are having problems. It seems like your youngest son is cheating on her with another woman" she explained briefly.

Arthur kept a poker face as he waited for Molly to continue.

"Hermione also collapsed in the Ministry today, it seems to me that it's also related to your son's infidelity" Molly added.

Arthur frowned but he still kept silent.

Ginny watched her father's expression and instantly felt sorry for her brother; her father is normally tolerant with their antics but when he puts on this face, he's downright scary.

Molly took a defeated breath and sat on the chair beside her husband.

Arthur shook his head and leaned back on his chair; "Where is Ronald? Have you spoken to him Molly?" he asked.

Molly shook her head; "No, I haven't. I just learned everything tonight" she answered.

Arthur then turned towards his youngest; "Is this confirmed? Are you sure that Ronald is cheating?" he asked.

Ginny's face instantly lost its colour as she began playing with the hem of her shirt; "Errr—I think so...I mean, he cheated before and –"

Arthur immediately stood up and crossed his arms on top of his chest; "Are you telling me that there is no proof then?" he asked, cutting Ginny off.

Ginny closed her mouth instantly and bowed her head; "Y—yes" she replied.

Arthur shook his head and turned towards his wife; "Owl Ronald tonight, tell him that I want to speak with him first thing in the morning tomorrow" he said.

"I will do that" Molly replied.

Arthur padded towards Ginny and planted a kiss on her bowed head; "It's nice seeing you again love, will you stay the night?" he asked.

Ginny's head snapped towards her Father and she let out a shy smile; "Can I Daddy?" she asked saccharinely.

Arthur smiled widely; "Of course love, this is your house. I'll change first then we can talk about your new escapades..." he said.

Ginny smiled; "I'd like that" she replied.

Arthur then padded towards the living room but stopped midway; he then turned his head towards his daughter and furrowed his brows. "You can also tell me why that beau of yours hasn't visited with you lately" he said thoughtfully.

oOo

Rain began to pour in heavy torrents but Ron still sat on the hood of his ruined car; his head bowed and his hands tightly clutched at his sides. It's been an hour since he left Hermione's cabin but the hurt and guilt he's feeling is still as fresh; he tilted his head upwards and instantly felt reprieve from the cascading water pelting his tear strung face. 

"You'll get sick..."

Ron's head snapped towards the voice and frowned; "What are you doing here?" he spat.

Lavender bit her lower lip as she held her umbrella; she then cleared her throat and began walking away.

Ron cursed and immediately stood up; "I'm sorry Lav..." he called out.

Lavender stopped walking and turned to face her ex beau; she surveyed his car and gasped. "What—what happened to your car?" she asked.

Ron's shoulder sagged as he stared at his foot; "It's nothing..." he replied.

Lavender felt sympathy towards the red head so she walked back towards him; she then stopped at his front and offered her umbrella; "You should get inside your house, you're soaked to your bones, you might get sick" she said.

Ron shook his head as he pocketed his hands; "I deserve to be sick—no, I deserve to die" he said glumly.

Lavender's eyes widen; "Don't say that! No one deserves to die..." she chastised.

Ron sniffed; "I'm a pond scum, I should drown under the rain!" he replied.

Lavender giggled; "A pond scum lives under the water, so if you are one, you won't die" she said.

Ron threw her a confused look.

Lavender rolled her eyes and gently grabbed his right arm; she then started pulling him towards his porch.

Ron followed silently.

Lavender then pushed him towards his doorstep and stood behind him; she closed her umbrella and faces the door. "You should get inside and change your clothes..." she cajoled.

Ron stood stiff right in front of his door; doing nothing.

Lavender took a deep calming breath and brandished her wand; she pointed it towards the door and muttered an unlocking spell. When the locks clicked open she pushed the door open and continued pushing Ron inside. "RONALD WEASLEY, your bloody heavy so why don't you help yourself and get your arse inside! It's freezing out here and you being wet is not helping!" she bellowed.

Ron began walking; he padded towards his couch and sat down unceremoniously.

Lavender flicked her wand and all the lights inside the house came to life; she walked towards the stair case and summoned a huge fluffy towel. She then padded towards Ron and threw him the towel; "You should dry yourself, death due to pneumonia is a shameful death, and you survived a war after all" she said.

The towel hit Ron's face but he still remained stoic; he braised his elbows on top of his knees and buried his face in his palms.

Lavender crossed her arms on top of her chest and huffed; "Aren't you telling me what's wrong?"

Ron grunted.

Lavender walked towards the red head and sat beside him; she nudged his shoulders and waited for him to respond.

Ron took a deep calming breath and lifted his head; he turned sideways and frowned. "You're bloody annoying do you know that?" he said."

"So, I've been told" Lavender replied.

Ron rolled his eyes and began fumbling with his pocket; he then let out a defeated sigh when he cannot find his wand. He then stood up and started emptying his pocket one by one; when he reached his left pant pocket, his hand froze.

Lavender furrowed her brows; "What's wrong?" she asked.

Ron pulled out his hand hastily and cleared his throat; he then turned and started walking towards the kitchen. "Why are you here?" he asked.

"I'd like tea, thank you" Lavender replied sarcastically.

Ron huffed while opening his fridge; when he didn't find what he's looking for he went to the pantry cabinet and began rummaging its contents. "I don't have tea, if you want one, you can go home" he replied.

Lavender closed her eyes and took a deep calming breath.

Ron took a peep from the cabinet's door; "What the bloody hell are you doing?" he bellowed.

Lavender's eyes snapped open; "I'll have whatever you're having then," she replied.

Ron shook his head and resumed his search; after a couple of minutes he pulled a bottle from the cabinet and shut it close. He placed the dusty bottle on top of the counter and plucked two clean glasses from the dish rack; he then walked towards the fridge to collect some ice.

"What are we drinking?" Lavender asked.

Ron did not answer but he continued his preparation; he then placed everything in a tray and brought it back into the living room. "I'm drinking this," he said while slamming the tray on top of the wooden table.

"Stop being a jerk!" Lavender snapped.

Ron rolled his eyes and sat down beside her; he then plucked a glass from the tray and began filling it with ice. He placed the glass on top of the table and grabbed the bottle; he took off the seal and uncapped it. He then poured a hefty amount in his glass and placed the bottle back on the tray; he grasped his glass and started swirling the amber liquid with ice.

Lavender leaned forward and grasped the bottle; "Black Label? Is this a new brand of fire whiskey?" she asked curiously.

Ron took a sip from his drink and winced; "It's a Muggle drink. It was given to me by Herm—" he cut himself off.

Lavender nodded absent-mindedly and began pouring her own drink; she placed the bottle on top of the table and pulled her glass closer to her nose, she took a sniff and winced.

"If you don't want to drink it, don't waste it" Ron said.

Lavender frowned at the red head beside her and brought the glass to her lips; she took a small sip and swallowed. "It's not so bad..." she declared.

Ron let out a mirthless laugh and continued sipping his drink.

oOo

After a quarter from an hour Hermione is still pacing back and forth inside her living room; she already polished two bottles of sparkling lemon water but she still feel giddy. She padded towards the front of her fire place and braised both palms on the top ledge and bowed her head; "What the hell is wrong with you? He cheated on you and yet you still feel guilty?" she hissed to herself. After a couple of minutes of not moving, she straightened her stance and sighed; she then padded towards the coffee table and plucked her wand. She swished it and instantly her car keys flew towards her; she caught it deftly with her hands and began walking towards her front door. "I'll be back Crookshanks, I just need to clear my mind before I decide what to do" she called out to her tabby cat. She then opened her door and stepped out; she closed it behind her and started walking towards her parked car.

oOo

"Are you ready to talk yet?" Lavender asked.

Ron opened his heavy eyes as he groaned; he turned towards his side and braised his aching head in his hands. "Yer still here?" he slurred.

Lavender huffed; "Of course I'm still here" she replied.

Ron swallowed the bitter taste in his mouth; "What ya still doin here?" he asked. "I don want ya here" he added.

Lavender ignored his crass comments and started stretching her arms upwards; "Didn't know you're such a lightweight" she teased.

Ron frowned with her insult.

Lavender took her drink from the table and took sip; she then leaned her head back on the couch and yawned sleepily.

Ron turned his head sideways and started appraising the witch beside him; he raked his eyes from the witches face down towards her neck. He felt his breath hitch when he noticed that first two buttons of her blouse was open, giving him a peek of her ample bossom.

"Like what you see?"

Ron's eyes snapped towards her face and felt his face redden with embarrassment; he cleared his throat uncomfortably and averted his eyes.

Lavender leaned forward and deposited her glass on top of table; she then moved closer to the drunk wizard beside her and placed her hand on top of his knees.

"Whadya doin?" Ron stuttered.

Lavender's hand moved upwards as she let out a seductively smile; "What do you think?" she purred.

Ron moaned as he let his head fall backwards; "Stop it..." he said unconvincingly.

Lavender's smile grew wider; she moved her head closer to Ron's and planted a soft kiss on top of his ear.

Ron moaned louder and turned his face towards her.

Lavender seized the moment and planted her lips on top of his; she then started nibbling his lower lip and felt him respond.

Ron groaned and let his senses take its reign; he hauled Lavender into his lap and began running his hands on her side.

Lavender smiled in triumph as she deepened the kiss; she started raking her fingers along his hair as he pulled him closer.

Ron snaked his hands into her front and began unbuttoning her blouse; he pulled away from her lips and began trailing his lips towards her neck.

Lavender giggled and moved her neck sideways, giving him full access to her chest.

Ron popped the last button and started pulling her blouse off her shoulders while his lip's trailing the tops of her breast.

Lavender groaned with impatience so she pulled away; she peeled off her own blouse and threw it at the floor. She leaned forward again and began devouring his lips hungrily.

Ron pulled her closer and encircled his arms around her tiny waist; he then snaked it upwards and began unfastening her bra clasp sloppily.

Lavender smiled into the kiss and started grinding; she pulled a fraction and giggled. "I'm almost half naked and you're still fully dressed, isn't that unfair?" she said huskily.

Ron snapped her bra open and pulled away; he sat up straight and started unbuttoning his top. He thrust his chest towards the woman on top of his lap to free his arms from his long sleeves.

Lavender eyed him appreciatively as placed her palm on top of his bare chest; she started feeling him up and let out a breathy sigh. "You've always had nice chest" she purred.

Ron let out smile as he hastily pulled down the straps of her bra; revealing the witches plump breast. "You too love, you too" he said as he leaned forward.

Lavender moaned loudly as his lips started working its magic; she then leaned backwards and braised her palms on top of his knees, exposing her upper body.

oOo

Hermione turned on the next bend and drove on a slow phase; she surveyed her surroundings and felt pang in her chest; "Great!" she sarcastically. She then pulled over to the side of the street and turned the ignition off; she gripped the steering wheel tightly and let out deep breath. She leaned back on her seat and turned her face to the left; she peered from her window and cringed at the ruined car. "I can't believe I did that" she said to herself.

 oOo

Lavender pushed herself away from Ron and moved her body off his lap; she then fell to her knees and crawled between his legs.

Ron parted his thighs widely as he smiled at Lavender drunkenly; "You want te get dirty ey?" he slurred.

Lavender ignored his taunts as she positions herself; she then leaned forward and began fumbling with his belt buckle. When she successfully unbuckled it, she pulled it off his waist and threw it on the table; she then started running her hands on his thigh but instantly stopped when she felt something. "What do you have here babe?" she asked.

Ron frowned; he then snaked his hands inside his pocket and pulled off the offending thing that stopped the witch that's kneeling in front of him. He squint his eyes, trying to identify the tiny thing in his hands.

Lavender eyes widen in surprise; she then snatched the gaudy ring from his fingers. "This ring is beautiful!" she said excitedly.

Ron scrunched his face and waved his hand dismissively; "If ye want its yers, Mi'nie threw away" he said.

Lavender beamed and slipped the band on her ring finger; instantly she felt magic ran thru her arms and immediately the ring re-sized itself to fit her finger. She smiled widely as she stared at the beautiful ring; "It's mine then," she said.

Ron ignored her and leaned his head back on the couch.

Lavender was snapped back to reality when she heard his head hitting the back of the couch; she then moved forward and popped the button of his pants, she opened his fly and began pulling his pants off.

Ron groaned as he lifted himself off the couch, helping her remove his pants.

Lavender smiled appreciatively when he saw his bulge; "I can see your excited to see me, I assumed you miss me?" she said sultrily. She then inserted her hand into notch of his boxer, grasping him gently in her hands.

Ron moaned as he thrust forward; he clutched the side of his couch as he puffed his chest. "Right there," he murmured. 

oOo

Hermione finally made a decision and pushed her door open; she climbed out of her car and snapped the door shut. She straightened her blouse and took a deep calming breath; "You can do this, you can talk to him civilly" she said to herself. She then crossed the road and began walking towards his porch; she threw the ruined car a guilty look but continued on her way. When she reached the front door, she stood still; she then raised her hand to knock but immediately stopped when she noticed that the door is ajar. She felt her heartbeat accelerate as fear started eating at her gut; she swallowed the lump in her throat and padded closer to the door. She then pushed it briefly and took a step in; when she's finally inside the threshold, she felt her palms sweating when she heard unintelligible noises coming from the other part of the room. She creased her brows and began walking along the narrow hallway; when she reached the end, she instantly felt her heart drop to her stomach with what she saw.

Ron was sitting and moaning on the couch while Lavender rides him up and down happily.

Hermione's eyes then travelled down to Lavender's hand that clutching at Ron's shoulders and immediately, she felt her whole body quiver. A gut wrenching sob escaped her lips as her eyes starts to cloud with tears; she felt herself taking one step back, braising herself on the wall beside her. She covered her mouth with her shaking hand, stifling her loud painful cries. She tried to look away from the horrendous sight but her eyes won't let her; she felt every broken pieces of her heart shatter more as Ron pushed Lavender off him and began thrusting voluntarily into her. Her knees started to buckle but she held her ground; she then felt her jaws clenching into fist as anger seeps into her system. She hastily pulled the wand in her pocket and pointed it towards the coupling pair, with eyes blind with rage she muttered the first spell the came to her mind; "Engorgio en Gluten Mentula tu Puta!" she said with a loud anguished cry.

Ron fell on top of Lavender with a loud cry; he yelped with pain as Lavender tried pushing him away while shrieking.

Hermione slowly dropped her wand hand as realization of what she did hit her; she hastily wiped her cheeks from tears as she waited for their response. 

Ron moaned in pain as he pushed himself off the witch on the couch; still joined, he turned his head towards the hallway and felt his face ashen with fear. "Hher—Hermione?" he stuttered.

Lavender shrieked as she tries to sit up; she turned her pain stricken face towards the other witch and started screaming on top of her lungs. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO? UNDO THIS NOW YOU CRAZY BITCH!"

Hermione ignored the other witch and pushed away from the wall; she inserted her wand at her back pocket and began clapping her hands. "BRAVO RON, BRAVO!" she said with false bravado.

Ron started moving again to grab his button-down but was met with a loud slap on his arm from the witch under him.

"Don't move! You're stupid prick is stuck inside me and it hurts like hell!" Lavender shrieked.

"Shut up Lav!" Ron hissed. He grabbed the nearest throw pillow from the other couch and covered his bare chest; "It's not what you think Hermio—"

"Of course it's not!" Hermione said, cutting him off.  She walked towards the couch but stood a foot away from it; "Because if I have been thinking then I wouldn't have settled for the likes of you" she said scornfully.

Ron opened his mouth but closed it.

"Ron has always been too good for you!" Lavender hissed.

Hermione's head snapped towards the other witch and stared at her darkly; "One more stupid word from your filthy mouth and you'll be facing the end of my wand" she threatened.

Lavender snapped her mouth open and crossed her arms on top of her chest, covering breast.

Ron began moving again but was faced with pain; he turned towards Hermione and threw her a pleading look. "Please love, let me explain...please undo this spell now..." he begged.

"I wouldn't move that much if I were you, because the more you move, the more your prick expands and the more it would be harder to pull it out" Hermione deadpanned.

Ron's eyes widen in horror.

"Don't look too shock, we both know that you can't keep your prick inside your pants, so I'm doing you a huge favour here, we're keeping it inside her for safe keeping" Hermione said darkly.

"Hermione please..." Ron begged again.

Hermione ignored him and turned towards the fuming witch under Ron; "The ring suites you, you know. Something cheap for someone cheap, perfect match, aye?" she said.

Lavender opened her mouth to respond but was instantly cut off when Ron nudged her hard on her legs., keeping her silent. 

Hermione felt a jolt of pain with Ron's action towards the other witch and before she knew it, her right hand snapped towards his face, delivering a hard slap on his pale cheek.

Ron's head snapped sideways, leaving a very red hand mark on his face.

Lavender froze in shock, her mouth agape.

Hermione clenched her fists as new batches of tears fell down from her sombre eyes; "I hate you, I hate you so much" she spat fiercely.

Ron turned towards Hermione, his cheeks stained with tears as well. "I—I'm so sorry Hermione..." he croaked.

Hermione took a step back and began retreating towards the hallway; she quickly turned and began walking away. When she reached the middle of the hallway, still within Ron's eye range, she turned around again; "After all that has been done, I still want to thank you Lavender" she said.

Lavender peered from the couch with guilt marring her features; "W—why?" she asked.

Hermione swallowed the lump in her throat and turned her gaze towards Ron, staring him straight in the eyes; "Because you made me realize that I deserve something much better and for saving me from a happily never after with that horrible man beside you, for that I still thank you" she said.

Ron bowed his head as his shoulders shook with quiet sobs.

Lavender's eyes cloud with tears; "Hermione, I---"

"Don't" Hermione said cutting her off again. "Don't say something that we both know you don't mean. I hope you two can live peacefully with what you have done twice. I hope you two can sleep at night plagued with what you did to me. You don't deserve my forgiveness so save it" she said. She then turned towards the door and began walking away.