When I have my child, what will I tell him when he gets older. Will I say that his father didn't want him? No because his father doesn't know about him. Will I say that he was the result of an affair? No because I don't want him to think even less of me. It's showing now. Fred should see it, right? I just haven't been to see him in months. Ron thinks it's his. Poor, git. I shouldn't lie to him but I don't what else to do. I want to be with Fred and it makes sense for us to be together. I just don't want to leave Ron for personal reasons.
Ron has always been a very good friend of mine. He's just a very bad husband. He doesn't care about my pleasure or my pains. I doubt he'd even care that I had an affair. He'd see it as a reason why he don't have to try to please me. He wouldn't like it that I had an affair with his brother. He'd leave me for that.
I did catch him having sex on our bed the other day. I just turned around and walked back out. I figured that I deserved it after everything I've done. I need to broken-hearted and lonely. I hurt Fred. Why not hurt myself? Although, it didn't take just Ron's unfaithfulness to tear me down. What really broke my heart was turning away from Fred and telling him I chose Ron. It was the stupidest thing I've ever done. If I could take it back, I would. But life doesn't have rewind buttons. You can't just play something back and wish it had never happened. True, you could use a time turner but everything happens for a reason, right? I know that's a shitty line to live by but it's true to a fault.
So, I guess you'd be surprised when I tell you that Ron filed for a divorce. He told the court that we had nothing in common. But when when we behind closed doors, he called me a whore and a bitch. He also said that my child would be a bastard and that it wasn't even his. He said he hoped I'd burn in hell for what I've done. I had no idea what he was talking about or maybe I did. But I asked anyways. He glared at me and shoved a note in my hand. He walked away. It took me a moment to read it.
When I opened it, it said:
Ron,
As much I'm happy to hear of Hermione expecting her first child. May I ask if you've been with her in the last four months? Have you heard her screaming your name? Do you have scratches on your back to prove how much you drove her wild? Do you have a mark on your neck that just won't go away? Does she have a mark on her breast that, when you asked, she said it was a birth mark? Funny how your just noticing it after five years of marriage. I'd like to know, when she's on top, does she take over like a wild valkyrie? Does she like it when you take control? I've also been wondering how the hell you believe it's your child, when the day she got pregnant, you were fucking Lavender? Also, I feel the need to ask if you love her? You don't have to reply because I already know the answer. But if I'm wrong and you do love her, it's pathetic. If I loved a woman like Hermione, I would never treat like you do. I would never go behind her back to screw another whore. I would never grab her so hard that I leave bruises the next morning. If you're asking yourself, why am I writing you this letter, I'd be glad to tell you. Because you don't know how to love her...and I do."
-Fred