Authors note: hey guys! Garfield here! (no it's not my real name and yes that's what everyone I know calls me) this is my very first fanfic so go easy on me please BTW I do not own any character in this fanfiction. I am not talented enough to think of these characters, but J.K. Rowling is so therefor these are hers and not mine.
Hermione's POV
'I hope Ron's home, I brought him his favourite from the Leaky Caldron' I thought to myself. Everytime I work late I bring him something from the pub but I thought I would surprise him by coming home early with his meal. I pulled out the keys to our flat that we bought together after we finished our Seventh year at Hogwarts.
After Harry defeated Voldemort and the castle was fixed up, the school re-opened and we went back to finish. Ron wasn't really on board but I said if he wanted this to work he will have to go back. He holds it against me every time he asks me for something and I say no. It gets annoying after awhile but it was a pretty big thing for him to do.
I turn the keys in the lock and I slowly open the door, hoping I can surprise him. I walk in carefully, trying not to make a sound. I heard giggling. It didn't sound like Ron. It was more girly. It was coming from our bedroom.
"oh Ron harder, deeper" screamed a high pitched voice. My heart was beating so hard, I thought it was going to jump right out of my chest. I force myself to push open the door and peek inside. What I saw changed my life.
I dropped the bag with the food in my hand at the site of Ron, naked, under the covers of OUR bed with another person. They looked up at the sound of the bag landing on the floor. It was Lavender Brown, Ron's sixth year girlfriend. He swore to me that he didn't have feelings for her anymore. How could I be so stupid?!
"He-ermione? Wh-a-t are you doing here so early?" Rom sputtered. Lavender just sat there and tried to stilf a laugh. Never have i felt so much haterd for two people before. "I came to surprise you with dinner but then I thought I should get my stuff and leave you guys alone." I said trying to keep an even tone and a straight face. "Excuse me." The last thing I heard before I apperated was Lavender yelling out "ok thanks! Goodbye!" innocently, like she hasn't done anything wrong.
I apperated to the first place I could think of. The Burrow. I can feel the tear reaching for their breaking point but I don't want the rest of the Weasley's to think anything was wrong. I have to see Ginny.
I walked around the house, memories flooding back to me to the summers that we spent here in between the school years. I gazed over and saw the large oak tree where I have spent most of those summers there, reading and watching the others playing quidditch .
I walk up to the door and knocked. It's been a while since I've been here. I can hear people behind the dorr and smell Mrs. Weasley's cooking wafting through the cracks in the door. The door swung open and there in the door way stood none other than Mrs. Weasley.
She smiled when she saw me. "Oh Hermione dear! What a pleasant surprise! How's Ron?" "He's doing ok" I said, hiding the cracks and tears that came with that question. "Come in dear, come in!' Mrs wealsey said ushering me in. I walked into her kitchen and saw a clan of red-heads and a mass of messy black hair around the kitchen table. "Hermione!" They all greeted. She smiled at the sight of her second family, but deep down she thought that they have no idea what their youngest son has done to here.
I picked out Ginny beside her famous boyfriend Harry Potter. By the look on her face, she knew something was wrong. Before she could say anything I heard a chuckle "Got sick of Ron didn't you? Is he crying in a corner because he doesn't have anything to eat?" Of course. It was Fred standing beside his twin George making a witty comment. I laughed with everyone else and I looked away, knowing that he could tell there was something up.
Over the years we have bonded in a way that no one could name. Whenever I felt sad he would make a witty joke and whenever I was alone he would make me smile.
"Hermione! I have so much to tell you! Come upstairs with me!" suggested Ginny. I nodded and said goodbye to everyone. I let out a breath of relief. I never could get out of awkward situations.
We climbed the stairs to Ginny's room and as soon as she closed the door she asked "What's wrong Hermione?" I opened my mouth when every feeling and tear flooded out. I couldn't stop. "Ron ch-ch eated on m-me with Lavender Brown." I stuttered. She didn't say anything, just walked up to me and hugged me while I cried. We sat on her bed, not saying anything. I finally calmed down and I wiped the tears away. "Hermione I'm sorry. Ron's just a slimy no-good-for-nothing git!" I gave her a small smile and said "thanks Ginny." The door opened and a head popped in. It was Fred. "Supper's downstairs. You better come down or mum will have a cow." I wiped away a tear that escaped and nodded. "We will be down in a sec, Fred." said Ginny. He looked at me and I smile at him, but he wouldn't fall for it. He knows me too well. He nodded and closed the door. Ginny grabbed my hand and whispered "Come on, let's eat and talk later." She led the way downstairs and went to Harry and kissed him on the cheek.
During dinner I didn't feel like chatting but I nodded and gave short answers when someone talked to me. I watched Ginny lean over to Harry and whisper to Harry. He looked at me with a sad expression.
I looked down to the other side of the table and looked at Fred. He was talking to his father, Mr Weasley, and he rolled his eyes in a joking way at what his father was telling him. It brought me and small smile. A flash of concern appeared on his face. "You ok?" He mouthed. I nodded. But he did know something was up. I looked away.
After dinner I knew I had tell everyone what happened between Ron and I. I need a place to stay tonight. "So Hermione, Where is our little brother?" George asked with a laugh. I looked at Ginny. I felt the tears coming on and so could she. She rushed over to me as I hid my face as a tear fell. "At home, with Lavender Brown. Together. I found him in bed with her."
