I have always loved Ron, and I planned on spending the rest of my life with him. But as I have learned, things don’t always happen the way I plan them to. And now here I am standing outside a house I swore to myself I would never see again. I looked down and knew I had to do, what I was here to do.

“Hermione, what happened?” the red head asked me as she sat down on the bed.

“It’s just that I can’t stay with him any longer,” I told her.

“Hermione, he’s my brother,” she said.

It was late in the evening when we arrived. The sky was dark, and clouds were covering the moon. The house was dark and blended in with the dark skyline behind it.

For dinner tonight, I wore a dress that had a large slit on the left, showing much more leg then I was comfortable with. But Dotty was so happy to pick the dresses out for me, I couldn’t say no. The dress was a very dark green and strapless, but fit me perfectly. It hugged my hips and waist. The dress made me look very skinny.

I went to my room and grabbed the only four things I had brought with me to this house, my dress, shoes, jacket and my purse. I called for Dotty and she appeared with a small pop.

“Yes miss?” she said bowing.

“Can you show me to Draco’s room?”

Draco had cursed under his breath after I said that, although I had the feeling that he wasn’t going to be as easy to anger at the next shop. We walked into the surprisingly large cake shop and a tall man came and greeted us.

“I must insist that you don’t go talk to him,” he told me as we walked through the halls.
“What right do you have to tell me who I can and cannot talk to?” I asked.
He grabbed my hand and spun me around to face him, “because you are my wife,” he said through clenched teeth.