Disclaimer: Harry Potter isn't mine. Tis a shame really, it all belongs to JK Rowling.

"What do you mean it's over Hermione?"

She stood in front of her husband who sat at his old, rickety desk sorting through what seemed to be an endless amount of student essays and potions journals. Hermione could tell that he wasn't really paying attention to her, no, his attention was on the article he was correcting, the one that lay in front of him by his pot of red ink.

"I mean Severus. It's over. I'm ... I'm leaving you."

That seemed to get his attention, he looked up from the Potions Monthly article to see his wife standing in front of him, a defeated look upon her face.

"Hermione ... What? Why?"

"Severus, your never here when I need you to be, do you know that Katie finished junior school yesterday? Or that Evie took her first steps a week ago today?"

He looked pensive for a moment. Sure, he thought, he had been busy but didn't she understand that his job was important? That he was trying to make a future for them.

"I've been busy Hermione, you know that!"

A small twitch of a smile graced her face, but as soon as it had come it had gone. The look of defeat filled her features again and she ran a hand through her hair. A habit he had seen her do on more than one occasion but had only just realised she did it because she was stressed or overwhelmed, not because she was nervous as he had previously reasoned.

"I know you have Severus, and I'm not begrudging you of your work but you didn't even notice one night when I stood in front of you in Slytherin green lingerie! You just said, and I quote; 'Very nice dear, can you move please.' Do you know what it's like not to feel wanted by your own husband? To have to tell your friends your busy because you're going out with your husband, but in actual fact having to take care of two kids, paper work from the day job and the normal household things. I can't continue to live like this Severus, I've told you that I needed help but you didn't hear me. You never do any more."

The last part of her speech was said barely above a whispered tone. But he had heard it. All of it. A lone tear made its way down her face, it was then that the gravity of the situation hit Severus, he was going to loose his wife if he hadn't already done so.

"Hermione ..."

For once in his life the Potions Master was at a loss for words.

"Severus you didn't even notice me packing my bags and packing up the children's clothes. I've tried and I've tried but to no avail."

She backed away from his desk, placed her hand on the door handle and looked forlornly at the man in front of her. The man who had once been her husband. "Goodbye Severus."

Before he had the chance to blink she had slipped through the door and out of his life.

"Hermione wait, Hermione!"

The door clicked shut behind her, she had really left him.