Chapter 1 INTRO

Before the war everything was normal, but still not a happy life for Hermione Granger. Being a woman, and living in Britain in the 1700's meant that she had many siblings many chores and to her immense displeasure an arranged marriage. After searching for the right candidate her parents had chosen a respectable war Sergeant by the name of Sergeant Hendrick Lee.

At the young age of fifteen she became engaged to a man that her parents chose for her against her will. Normally her parents are understanding of there oldest and only daughter. All her brothers got to go to school like all the other boys in Britain, but Hermione did not. But she could read and write just as well as her little brothers, and she learned it herself ,and her parents allowed it.. This time however her parents were not allowing her brilliance to get the best of them, she had to get married, her father had been recruited to go to war and her parents couldn't afford to provide housing and food to so many children, Hermione couldn't work and earn money for her family unlike her younger brothers so she had to go. Her family cared for her greatly and had to marry their daughter eventually but they couldn't hold it off any longer ,she had to.

Hermione Granger suddenly awoke in her room, it was the bell. The annoying bell rang through her ears every morning like a nagging pain the never ceased. The neighbors rang that bell every morning to get the animals up for feeding but it also cued her to get up from bed, she had to finish her chores and cook breakfast for her three brothers and she knew that she had to have breakfast on the table by the time they arose from their beds.

She quickly got out of bed and dressed. She was always modestly dressed and her parents greatly appreciated it the reputation of their family always included the daughters. If she showed her ankles in public she would be known as the town outsider . This was not a problem she chose to cover herself up at all times and nobody complained about that.

She walked out of the house and walked towards the chicken coupe. She always enjoyed feeding the chickens, it was peaceful to stand out in the middle of the fields watching the sun rise and the chicken peck the ground….

"Hey!!" a red haired boy came running towards her.

"Oh, you." she said unenthusiastically and a little grumpily for awaking her from her reverie.

" Why is it you never want to talk to me anymore? We used to be friends." he seemed a little hurt.

It was true, her and the tall boy she knew as Ron grew up together for many years, but she was tried of their constant bickering and decided that she had to concentrate on her new engagement.

"I think I decided that I was tired of fighting with you, and I'm busy with other things."

"Like what? Feeding the chickens? That can't be all you're doing." he now seemed curious as to what she had been doing since there last encounter.

" I think that's a bit of a personal question that I don't really want to discuss." she knew that this would not end the discussion, although she had not spoken to Ron in some time she remembered how incredibly stubborn he was. This normally started fights and bickering for the whole neighborhood to see.

"I just don't understand why you can't tell me!" he was getting angry now he always had a short temper and something about her always brought it out.

"Because you don't have to know everything about me!" she too was getting angry and although it was hidden under her furious mask she was a little hurt too.

" I just want to know what's wrong." he said in a much softer tone "I really do care." The last words were barley audible but he knew instantly that she heard him because he saw a blush rise up her cheeks and tears became forming I her eyes.

"R-Ron." she started to cry she knew she couldn't hold it in for long.

" I-I'm engaged." With those final words she started to cry harder her sobs getting longer and louder. He wanted to comfort her but he knew that he putting his hands on an engaged woman was the worst sin for a man to do, so he slowly walked up to her and hugged her, to comfort her and to help himself, he was shocked too, he could only imagine how she felt.

Neither knew how long they stood there for but they broke apart instantly when they head someone behind them.

It was Hermione's parents and behind them a tall gentleman with dark hair, a war uniform and a look of horror and disgust.

"Um Hermione dear…Th-this is your fiancé."

Chapter 2

"Oh! Um…. I'm really sorry…" Ron had turned a brilliant shade of red and began stuttering things like "didn't mean to" and "it was nothing" when finally the only thing that could be heard was "I'm sorry" and with that he walked or rather ran away.

Hermione just stared at the group of people not knowing what to do. She knew that she really did nothing wrong but her fiancé thought otherwise.

"I'm really sorry" she said at a whisper "I was just upset…"

"W-"her father began but was suddenly cut off by Hendrick.

"It's okay um.. Do you think I could talk to Hermione alone?"

All around there was mutterings of "fine" and "sure" as the adults walked away back to the house leave the two alone.

"Okay," he began" I really don't know what happened but I know whatever it was, you didn't mean it."

"What are you saying?" she knew the conversation was heading this way.

"I'm just saying that ummm.. Your friend being umm.. Well I just think he was planning that to happen and well… your mine now and I just think that these things shouldn't happen anymore." he continued.

"Are you saying that he wanted me to cheat on my husband because no matter how much I dislike you I wouldn't even do that!" she finished a little to harshly.

" I'm sorry you feel that way, but no matter how much you dislike me I want you-that is I forbid you to see him again, no matter what your intensions were." he finished.

Hermione realized her place by that statement. Her husband wasn't there to make her happy, he just needed a wife and she would do. She had no place to disobey him or contradict him.

" Yes. Im sorry it happened." she finished a little defeated.

" Your forgiven," he finished and at that they started for the house but not before he took her by the hand to led the way.

Not far from the spot the couple was standing Ron Weasley stood behind the scattered trees and bushes of the landscape. He just stood there thinking of what he said and what she had promised to do. He wasn't trying to take advantage of her and he hoped that after the talk she didn't think that too. But his fears were confirmed when he saw her walk home with him hand and hand, wishing that he was the one that told her that she was only his, and to hear her obey and devote herself to him. He never knew his feelings for her until this moment and he slowly walked home feeling confused and hurt.

CHAPTER #3

"Ron! Where have you been!?'" his mother had been screaming at him for being late for breakfast. " I was outside…" he said not really paying attention.

"Well go to your room and fix it up. Don't you remember Harry's coming today!" she yelled at his utterly blank face.

"Oh yeah!" this cheered him up greatly and he went to his room to make room for his best friend.

After 20 minutes cleaning Ron lazily walked out of his room and down the stairs to the kitchen. Halfway down the stairs he knocked into someone with a loud thud.

"Ginny!" he yelled getting up off the floor, "You Can't just stop in the middle of the staircase. What's the matter?" noticing the horrified look on her face.

"Nobody told me Harry was coming." she said sounding totally shocked.

" That's right Ginny we forgot how much you fancied Harry, next time we'll tell you so you can prepare." said Fred and George mockingly who just appeared at the door way.

"I do not!" she yelled, Ginny had always had a big mouth and could never keep it shut which often got her into trouble.

"Ginny keep quite please! Fred, George stop teasing your sister and Ron go wait outside for Harry he should be here soon. Ron slowly walked outside away from the house.

It was a big house, but looked awkwardly built and the gardens surrounding it was overgrown and full of weeds but it was a pleasant sight. It wasn't the most well groomed house in the area but it certainedly had character. Every day you could see the whole family gather to eat out in the garden.

Ron never noticed his best friend come walking towards him until he found himself face to face with his best mate.

" Hey Ron." Harry seemed happy but beneath his fake smile Ron knew something was wrong.

"What happened Harry?" Ron asked.

"Did you hear about Hermione?" Harry asked afraid to hear the answer. He knew his fiend wouldn't take this to easily.

" Yeah I did, I met him actually." Ron looked down at his shoes and was determined not to look up.

" Oh.. Yeah I talked to her the other day… she acted okay but she didn't look to good."

" Well, he'll be good to her,.." Ron started knowing completely that he wished he was marring her.

" Come on Ron we all know your not okay with this." Harry started not knowing the response he will get.

" Alright maybe I do want to be with her but she's engaged, and her parents hate my family. Why would she want to be with me anyways?" Ron moaned still starring down at his shoes.

"You'd be surprised how much she wants you," Harry said watching a flush rise up his friends face.

" How long do I have?" Ron asked after moments of silence.

" She gets married in a week." Harry said sadly, he doubted his friend could end such a wedding as this, especially with the circumstances of the war in which he decided to enlighten to his friend on another day.