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Impossible I Hermione Jean Granger did not have these problems I was to intelligent, I thought things through.
So how was it I was here with in the arms of my husbands brother, how did this start?

Oh right as soon as I realised my faithful loving husband was having it off with Lavender Brown, I mean talk about low standards.

Ok, ok lets start at the beginning shall we.

So me and Ronald Weasley were always expected to marry and so the good Samaritans we are agreed to give it a shot.
Somehow I managed to fall in love with the moron and he seemed to fall in love with me.

We got married a year ago TODAY actually, happy anniversary to me. So I get home with season tickets to the
Cannons his favourite quid ditch team and what does he get me… o yeah nothing and what does he get himself? Need I say more.

"Mione, It's not what it looks like," Ron said stunned.

"Really well what is it then Ronald? Did Lavender's clothes just fall off when she tripped?" I was trying extremely hard to control my anger, for now it was working.

"Well, uhhhhhhhhh…you see…" was all that came out of his mouth as she just sat there a smirk plastered on her face.

"Well, aren't you going to tell her Won-Won?" Lavender teased playfully.

"Tell me what!" my fuse was getting shorter every second I had to look at him but he just sat there silently,
I couldn't take it anymore, the awkward silence that he was supporting I just ran-well actually I apperated out-to the first place I thought of,
granted maybe it wasn't the best idea.

I appeared in the flat above Weasley Wizard Wheezes (WWW) to be greeted with the sight of Fred Weasley reading a book, I MEAN FRED WEASLEY READING.
I was to shocked to say anything.

"Hi," he calmly said "Hermione are you alright?" he questioned I saw something in his eyes, worry. My instincts took over and
I just wanted to hurt Ron as much as he hurt me I was not, I repeat was NOT in control of my actions as I kissed him.

It was a soft quick kiss and once I pulled back I felt so humiliated, I turned to apperate but he grabbed my wrist to stop me.
I looked into his eyes before he kissed me. It was deep and passionate I responded with as much passion as I could.
At that moment I was not know-It-All Granger his brother's wife and he wasn't the immature prankster of the Weasley family.
He lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he carried me to his bedroom.