She had been dating Ron for about four years and only a month ago he had proposed. But two years past she started something she couldn't stop, something she didn't want to stop.
Ron was gone visiting Harry for a few weeks. It was Sunday morning and she was waiting on pins and needles. There was a loud 'crack' behind her; she turned her head so fast she got a crick in her neck.
He grabbed her and shoved his lips against hers and dragged his tongue across her collarbone. "Hello Hermoine," he breathed, his warm breath rushing across her chest.
"Oh Percy," she moaned and kissed him back. He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bedroom. They fell into each other; it was great, it always was.
They lie in bed together, sweat dipping from their bodies. Before she knew it she was sobbing uncontrollably, Percy wrapped her in his arms. "Oh, Percy, how could I do this to Ron?" she told him between sobs.
Percy rolled over onto his back; he had been wondering the same thing. Sure, he and his brother had never really seen eye to eye, but he never wanted to hurt Ron. Yet it was not just Ron he was hurting, but his wife, Penelope Clearwater-Weasley.
Hermoine got out of bed; she was wrapped in the sheet which fit clumsily around her. Without thing he jumped up and grabbed her; he felt ravenous, he wanted her desperately, and all other thoughts were erased from his mind.
This time it was not only amazing, but crazy and animal like. The bedsprings screamed for mercy and the wall took a merciless beating.
They were making so much noise that they never heard the door slam open. They didn't see Ron and Harry standing at the door; staring at them in disbelief. They only noticed the new arrival when Ron seized Percy by his hair and dragged him off the bed.
Ron had completely lost control; he beat his brother until Percy's eyes were swollen, his lip was cut and his nose was broken.
While Percy lay whimpering on the floor Ron lashed out on Hermoine. "You filthy little slut!" he screamed, his ears were redder than his hair at this point. "Get out of my house! If I ever see you gain I'll…I'll…but you in a full irreversible body-bind!"
Hermoine dressed and packed her things, sobbing; she had ruined the best thing that could ever happen to her. Not only that, she had ruined Percy too. She had destroyed it all.
A/N: I know this is all very out of character for everyone, especially Hermoine and Percy (I know how much they love the rules), but I just had to do it. If you don't like the concept, well, there's not much I can do, but I do like good reviews. P.S. I don't own these characters they are property of J.K. Rowling, but everything is changeable with a chainsaw (don't freak I'm only kidding, she has to live, she has two more books to write).