Rin walked in the bar, as they had called her to pick Yukio up. It was around noon, and the bar was practically empty. With the exception of Yukio and a red haired man who slumped in his chair, which Rin soon recognized as Yukio's drinking buddy, Ron Weasly. She tiptoed, trying not to anger either man, as they were easily irritable in their drunken stupor.

"Again?" Rin turned to the bartender as she pointed to the two lifeless-looking bodies.

"Yup," he replied, cleaning a glass. "When do you think they'll stop this?"

"I don't think we'll even know that answer," she looked at the mess she'd have to clean up, once again.

She picked up Yukio and draped him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes then started dragging Ron out the door by his legs.

Rin called Hermione, telling her friend that Ron was drunk, again, and Yukio had passed out.

"Dear lord, why did I have to blessed, no, cursed, with these drunken asshats?" Rin muttered to herself as she continued to carry Yukio and drag Ron to her humble abode.

As she half walked, half dragged herself with the extra people piled on top of her, she got some weird looks from people.

"Mom, what's she doing?" She heard a small child whisper to his mother.

"Don't say anything, it's rude," his mother hushed him, trying not to be rude to Rin.

The mom flashed a sympathetic smile to her then glared at her child for making her have to do that. Rin just smiled back knowing this situation like the back of her hand from doing it so often.

As she tried to transport her brother and his friend to her home, she got a call from Hermione.

"Hey, are you at home yet?" Hermione asked, desperation evident in her voice.

"No. I HAVE TO LUG THESE TWO FUCKING BODIES THAT ARE TWICE THE SIZE OF ME TO MY HOUSE! DO YOU THINK I'D GET HOME QUICKLY?!" Rin screamed into her phone, frustrated.

As quickly as her anger had come, it passed. She remembered the first time this happened.

"Do you know where they are?" Rin asked, desperation flooding her voice.

"I don't know! Where do you think they are?" Hermione asked in the same tone as Rin.

"I just hope they're okay," Rin felt tears come to her eyes out of worry and concern for her brother and her friend.

No, I have to be strong for Hermione, she remembered thinking.

"Let's check this one," Rin came to her senses and pointed to the same bar she had seen Yukio go to before.

"Okay," Hermione wiped her eyes and started walking in that direction.

Now it was the only bar they had to check when looking for the pair.

-Time skip to when Rin's home-

Rin walked through her door to see Hermione sitting on her couch with her spare key in hand.

"Hey, are you okay?" Rin asked, sitting down next to Hermione, her voice soft and gentle.

"No! My husband got drunk the very night we got married! And he's getting drunk every night now." Hermione sobbed, thinking it was absolutely hopeless.

"Come on, love. It's okay. We're going to help them and they're going to be okay." Rin murmured, holding Hermione close to her chest.

"Rin, I don't know what I would do without you. I can't understand what I did for your friendship!" Hermione wailed loudly, snuggling into Rin's embrace.

"There, there. Let's go beat their asses, yeah?" Rin laughed, grinning widely.

Hermione wiped her tears and agreed without hesitation. They were going to pound some sense into those idiots.