Hermione stood there in front of the man she married five years ago. A single tear ran down her face as she raised her hand to smack him.

"Hermione you know this is right thing to do." He said. She stared at him, remembering the first time they met. It was when she was twenty and when she was very drunk. He had made her forget she many others things, even England. He was her escape, and that one sentence made he go back into that place, the place where she used to be.

"How can you say that? After five years?" Hermione whispered. John, John Freud was hid name. He wasn't tall, had light brown hair, and brown eyes. He made her forget.

"When I saw you staring at that picture of that red haired man, at first I got upset. Then, after a few drinks I realized that you never looked at me that way. You never would die for me. No, don't say it, we are not soul mates, and even though we got hitched together, I don't love you like I should, like you deserve." John whispered as he hugged her.

"You're telling me this after five years? This is completely ridiculous! It is like you're cheating on me and trying to get the easy way out!" Hermione screamed as she pushed away from John.

"I will never cheat on you, and you me. Hermione think rationally! Look, that night when I met you, I drinking down my sorrows, because I caught the love of my life making out with one of my friends. I saw you and I willing to bet my wand that you were doing the same. I'm sick of hiding from my feelings! From hiding from her! I also did some research and you are The Hermione Granger, friends with Harry Potter, and Ronald Weasley. That is why you named our son after them! Or is he really our son? I have always questioned why we got married so fast! At the time you told me it was because people like us can't lose a love like this one, which was bullshit! That baby was completely healthy and developed! He was not born early! Hermione please tell me the truth!" John said. He sank down on his knees and covered his eyes with his hands, his sobbing noises emitting from his mouth. Hermione kneeled beside him and removed his hands, and stared at him.

"You are right, always right; you know I guess that is why I married you, because you are so like me. So, understanding and would never yell. Ronald Weasley is the father of the baby, and that night I saw you I was going to tell him the happy news, but I saw him in a compromising position with one of his exes. I just stared until they saw me; I didn't even hear what they were saying. I left with out a word, and then I met you. Please don't get mad." Hermione said.

"I think it is time we stopped pretended this marriage and win back our soul mates." John smiled and hugged Hermione. "First we have to tell our son. I thought it was a coincidence that his name was Ronald."

"What do we tell him?" Hermione said standing up.

"The truth, I guess, but first we tell it is not his fault." John said. "I still love him you know, and would like to talk to him still, but he has a right to know his true father."

"Let's stop dancing around, come on his school gets out it ten minutes, we should tell him as soon as possible." Hermione smiled and grabbed the keys; John stood and stood right next to her. "You know, I wondered how we always got along."

"It is because we are so much alike." John smiled took the keys from Hermione an ran down the steps. The muggle world awaited them.