Disclaimer: Sadly I own none of these characters they all belong to the mind of J.K Rowling

Chapter 1: The Brewing of A Storm

Harry sat alone at the kitchen table in Grimmauld Place staring at the day's issue of the Daily Prophet. Ginny was gracing the cover once again but not because they had attended some glitzy glamorous event put on by the Ministry or just strolling through Diagon Alley. No Ginny Weasley, the Potter name dropped no less than three days ago, was wrapped in the arms of some big burly Bulgarian Quidditch player.

Harry Potter Loses Wife to Quidditch Star, Antoni Krum

He sighed and stared up at the ceiling.

Why aren't I angry? I'm embarrassed, right pissed with Hermione and…. sad? No, that can't be right. He thought back to the last three years he spent married to Ginny. The first year had been okay if anything they were more like best friends with benefits, but after that more of the real Ginny started to show through and everything quickly went to shit. She wanted to go on 500,000 galleon shopping sprees and go on holiday at some fancy resort every three months.

Harry laughed bitterly at some of the rows they used to have.

"Harry!" Ginny looked at him with hellish fire burning in her eyes. "Why can't I ever treat myself? You act as if I should stay in the house all day and waste away like my mum."

He had no problem with Ginny going out, but this would be the fifth time in just as many months.

"Gin, you've been home less than two weeks combined in the past five or six months. I'm not letting you run off and spend more ridiculous amounts of my money just because you can." Harry folded his arms and stared down at her refusing to budge under her glare.

But apparently he said something wrong because her eyes filled with tears and she collapsed on the couch shuddering with big noisy sobs.

"Oh Harry, you don't know what it's like to grow up never being able to afford anything." She turned her wet brown eyes to him and screwed her face up once again.

"How dare you throw your money in my face!" As always she played on his sympathy and as usual he relented. Only hours later he watched her pack the rest of her things. He knew he'd been had, but that wasn't in his thoughts. Never paying attention to the cheerful "Bye luv" and the half-arsed attempt at a snog he stood there with the single thought running through his mind.

I do know what it's like….

Harry shook himself from the nostalgic stupor he was in. There were more pressing matters he needed to attend to, one namely being his supposed best friend Hermione. But just as he rose from his chair the Floo burst to life and said best friend stepped through with a nervous expression on her face that seemed so out of place to Harry, he wanted to pull her into a hug and ask what was wrong. He almost did but he reined those feelings back in and instead made plans to cross her from the already short list of people with free access to his home through the Floo Network.

He stood in the door of the sitting room and waited for her anxious eyes to land on him. After looking around a bit she finally turned towards the doorway of the kitchen and audibly gasped at the glare that marred her best friends face. It wasn't so much that the look Harry was giving her could rival Snape's best, but the fact that it was directed at her made her want to turn tail and run. Steeling her resolve she took a step forward and opened her mouth to speak but stopped at Harry's raised hand.

"Hermione, I don't want to hear any excuses or apologies just explanations and then I want you out." He stated coldly.

"Harry I-"Hermione started but was quickly cut off.

"No! I want facts and nothing extra then you leave, got it?" His tone booked no room for argument and for the first time in years Hermione wondered if she'd lost another friend over stupidity.

A/N

This is going to be a multi-chaptered fic about five or six chapters maybe more and also this will be an eventual HP/DM so if it's not your thing stop here.

If anybody cares to review or comment let me know if you want actual news to go with the news article above I got a bit lazy as you can see.