Chapter 1:

The sky was dark and the stars were bright as Ron and Hermione Weasley walked along the moonlit path by the edge of the lake. They walked in silence partly because they didn't want to ruin the peacefulness of their walk and partially because they had nothing to say. In fact, except for arguing about this, that or the other thing, they never really seemed to have anything to say to each other.

Hermione couldn't remember the last time they had ever been together and not been arguing. Of course that was old news for them. They had been arguing since they met each other. But now every argument seemed tired and unnecessary and every fight seemed final. But for now, on their one year anniversary everything finally felt ok.

She tried to remember how they had gotten to this spot. How when she had woken up this morning at Luna's house because she had left her and Ron's home a week earlier because she was angry with him, she was sure she was never going back. She was so incredibly angry and it didn't feel like it was going away. Nowadays it felt like she was always angry. She was so tired of it, all of it. Maybe that's why in her anger, she had gone to the ministry to try and get divorce papers. But she had run into Ron on the way there and then, somehow, they had ended up here. Walking beside him. Almost, happy. She couldn't even remember what she had been angry about.

"Look 'mione, i'm really sorry about Daphne" Ron said breaking the silence. And just like that she remembered. Ms. Daphne Greengrass. Well now she was Mrs. Daphne Zabini. Wife of Blaise Zabini. As in the minister of magic. About five, maybe six days ago there had been a party celebrating all the new aurors. As Ron had just entered the auror training course himself, he and Hermione were guests at the party. The night had started off well, her and Ron had successfully hid their argument from before and Hermione had actually started to enjoy herself. But then, somehow, Ron had ended up being found in a closet with Daphne, in what the reporters had called a "compromising position". And that was the last straw for Hermione.

She'd overlooked all his past mistakes. The mysterious girls he seemed to end up with whenever they went to clubs or bars. She believed him when he said that the alcohol had confused him. That he honestly had believed it was her he was with. She had even defended him when everyone, even Ginny had told her that she should give up. That he wasn't worth it. But she couldn't just give up on the boy she had loved as long as she could remember. But this morning, she had been ready to give. She had been ready to leave him.

She realized that she hadn't responded Ron's statement.

"I don't know what to say Ron, I'm not going to lie and say it's ok, it's not"

"I know" Ron hung his head.

"But you came, you found me and somehow convinced me to come back home. Back to you."

"I just know what to say to you Hermione, I've loved you for forever"

"I know, but we need to change some things. This can't keep happening to us. We have to find our rhythm again."

"Ok, whatever you say dear" Ron pulled her close to him.

She pushed him away, "Ron I'm serious. We can't go back to how it has been for the last few months. I don't think I can do this one more time."

"I know 'mione, I promise I'll do better"

"I know Ron, I trust you."

And as he pulled her in for a kiss, she hoped that her trust was well placed.

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"SIT DOWN LUCIUS" the loud scream piercing through the darkness. Draco watched as his father quickly slunk back into the shadows. He had been trying to negotiate for Draco's mother to be dismissed from the order. Of course, he had tried to recruit Draco earlier to help him but Draco refused. He wanted to of course, he knew that in his mother's condition she shouldn't even be leaving the house let alone potentially fighting. But he knew, perhaps better than anyone, that his father's efforts were futile.

"I'm sorry your majesty" Lucius called from where he was.

"Now that he is done," called the dark hooded figure, "we can get back to the purpose of this meeting, I have gained intelligence that Weasley and his mudblood wife, What was her name again?"

"Granger" offered Draco, his face falling in disgust. He had always suspected that Weasel and the mudblood would end up together but it still repulsed him that someone as intelligent as her could have ended up with an oaf like Weasel. "She was in my year at Hogwarts."

"Ah yes, Draco," the dark figure turned to face him, "I had almost forgotten about that. You will be quite essential in this mission."

"Sir?"

"Ah yes," continued the cloaked man, talking more to himself than to anyone else, " You will be very important. In fact I do believe that you are the only one who can do it properly."

"Do what sir?"

"Why seduce our dear Mrs. Weasley of course"

A/N: This is my first fanfic so sorry if the chapters are a little bit short and the writings a bit choppy. I promise that this story will go somewhere and have a plotline it's just not clear right now. Also I know the second half is a little rushed and short but i was planning on adding mor and then i got to that sentence and wanted to end it there. Sorry;( Thanks for reading! Please review I really want any feedback on what i can do better:))))