A/N: I had this plot stuck in my head SO long. MIGHT become a story if I get positive feedback… FYI- Antonin Dolohov didn't die.
Hermione was biting her fingers ferociously, while trying to keep calm and read a book. She had been trying to tell herself that her imagination was just trying to get the best of her, but failed miserably. This had been the thirteenth time in a row her fiancé, Lucius, had told her: 'I am going to get a drink with a friend.' The first time he had come back, she hugged him and smelled perfume on him. She knew it wasn't from her; she doesn't wear perfume.
She tried to calm herself, but tears came flowing down her cheek, dropping on her book.
When Narcissa left Lucius for Antonin, Lucius sought out for help. Hermione had had a fight with Ron when she found out that he had cheated on her with Lavender. They both comforted each other, and became friends. Hermione owed everything to him. If it wasn't for him, she would probably be living in the muggle-world with her parents.
Hermione heard the door open and close. She abruptly stood from the couch, which was in front of the fireplace in the living room.
When Lucius entered the door, he saw Hermione standing and facing him from the couch. She looked like she had been crying for hours. She was trembling, and had a saddened expression full of hurt and angst.
Lucius walked over to her quickly and hugged her.
"Love, what has gotten you upset?" Hermione instantly took in the aroma of the perfume she had wept about all these times. She let out a sob. Never would she be his only woman in his life; no, she would have to 'share' him with all of the women he saw.
"D-don't call me love." Lucius was taken aback by the statement. He pulled back, and looked at Hermione in the eyes. Hers were full of hurt, angst, and betrayal. It made his heart break as if someone had chucked a hammer at his head.
He took his right hand, and caressed her face. He wiped away the tears that were now seeping down her face.
"What has gotten you upset?" Hermione held back the remaining tears that were threatening to come bursting out.
"How could you? After all we've been through; you would do this!" Hermione through her hands up, causing his hand to fall out of her touch.
"What are you talking-" He was cut off by a hand coming across his face. His face was stinging, while he was still trying to process what had just happened.
"Don't lie to me, Lucius. You know what you bloody did." Hermione snarled. "After what Ron did to me, you would think I would learn. But no; history is repeating itself, and you don't have the decency to admit it!" Lucius pieced together the pieces, and concluded that she had figured out what he did.
"Hermione, how could-?"
"Don't. Lie." Lucius was once again going to speak, but Hermione continued.
"Who?" Lucius had never seen Hermione so hurt.
"Love, why don't you-"
"Who!?" Hermione was practically screaming with tears flowing down quickly down her face. Lucius looked away, so he couldn't torment himself to see her expression.
"Pansy Parkinson." Hermione let out a whimper. She sunk down onto the floor, and cried like there was no tomorrow. Lucius knelt down next to her, and laid a hand on her shoulder. She jerked away.
"Why?" Hermione brought her legs close to her, and laid her head on her knees.
"I-I honestly don't know." Hermione cried harder if it was even possible. She stood, and walked over to the fireplace. Lucius stood as well, and walked over to where Hermione was standing.
"What are you doing?" His voice was hoarse, and some-what hesitant.
"I think I need some time to sort things out. I'm-I'm going to the Weasleys." She tried to grab floo powder, but he stopped her.
"No, we need to sort this out." Hermione was still crying.
"There is nothing to sort out. You cheated on me. End of story." She grabbed some floo powder, and went into the fireplace. She said: "The Burrow." She was there in an instant, and saw Ginny and Harry reading on the couch. Hermione was still crying when Ginny looked up. She gasped, and ran over to Hermione.
"What happened?" Harry went over to where his wife, Ginny, was. Hermione broke down, and hugged Ginny. Ginny stroked Hermione's head, and hushed her.
"Its okay, it's okay." Hermione sobbed. "No, G-Ginny, it'll never be okay." Ginny led her to the couch, and told Harry to get a glass of water.
When Harry came back with the water, Hermione was cry into a pillow, while Ginny stroked her hair. Hermione had finally calmed herself down, and spoke.
"L-Lucius cheated on me with Pansy Parkinson…" Ginny gasped, and Harry was filled with anger.
"Can I stay w-with you please?" Ginny hugged Hermione, and said "Yes" a million times. Hermione gathered herself together.
"Wh-where do you want me?" Ginny grabbed Hermione's hand, and led her to a guest bedroom.
"Here, you can stay here as long as you like." Ginny gave Hermione a hug, and walked away to help her mum with dinner. Hermione went onto the bed and thought of things she could have done to deserve to be cheated on. Her mind thought of their first fight.
Lucius walked in on Ron kissing Hermione. Lucius growled, and Ron looked like a deer in a headlight.
"Weasley. Out. NOW." Ron scrambled out of the room, and Hermione stood there and walked over to Lucius.
"It's not what it looks like, I swear. He came here to apologize, and he kissed me! I promise." Lucius' eyes had a glint of hurt, but were quickly filled with anger.
"Don't lie to me, Granger." Hermione's heart broke that very instant. "I'm telling the truth." Lucius just shook his head, and stormed down to his study. Hermione cried, and made her way to the bedroom. She fell asleep, crying.
When she woke up, she sought out for Lucius' warmth on the other side of the bed, but she found nothing but coldness. She got out of the bed, and stood. She instantly called out, "Lucius!" She went into every room, and then checked his study. She finally let herself break down, and cry on the living room sofa. When she heard the door open, she saw Lucius holding a bag of groceries. She stood up, and raced over to him, nearly knocking him down in the process. She hugged him so tight even Lucius had to admit that he could barely breathe. Lucius returned the hug.
"I thought you left me." Lucius hugged her tighter, knowing that he should have probably left a note.
Hermione smiled at the memory. She missed his touch; his eyes; his everything. She let some tears shed, and then heard a knock at the door. Ginny came in, and sat down on the bed.
"Dinner is ready." Hermione just shook her head. "I'm not hungry." Ginny nodded, and left. Hermione couldn't help but think that she had done something to deserve it.
As the days passed, Hermione ate less and less, when Lucius could barely get out of bed.
One day, Hermione was staring up at the ceiling when Ginny came in.
"Herms, you know I love you like a sister, but it time you talk to Lucius. You haven't had a shower, or even brushed your teeth in ages!" Hermione stayed silent.
"Okay, you have a point." Ginny grinned. "Great! But, right now, you need to take a shower." Hermione rolled her eyes, and walked to the bathroom.
When she was done, Ginny lent her a T-shirt, and skinny jeans. Hermione gave her thanks and flooed to her home. When she appeared in the fireplace, she saw Lucius on the couch, in deep thought.
"Lucius, are you alright?" He looked like he hadn't shaved for days. This was the worst condition she had ever seen him in. When he heard her voice, he stood, and walked to her very fast, pulling her into a huge hug. He let some tears shed, and he just hugged the woman he loved.
"Thank Merlin you're okay." Hermione returned the hug, feeling the heat radiating off of him onto her.
"I am so sorry, Hermione, I am so sorry…" Hermione's heart tore apart. "I love you too, with all of my heart. But, do you think we should try to sort things out?" Lucius pulled back and nodded. He sat down on the couch, with her sitting on the chair next to him.
"I know what I did was wrong, and I am willing to do whatever it is to make it better." Hermione felt tears watering in her eyes, but wouldn't give in. She was about to speak when someone knocked. Hermione stood, and walked over to the door. She opened it, and saw the one and only. Pansy Parkinson.
"You've. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Me." Hermione growled. "What the bloody hell do you want, Parkinson?" Lucius had gotten up off of the couch, and went to see who was at the door.
"I-I need to speak to Lucius. It's important." Pansy looked like she had been crying for ages, and ages.
"Lucius, your mistress is here. If you want me to leave, put a sock on the door." Hermione turned around, and marched away to the bedroom and closed the door.
"What do you want?" Lucius asked agitated. Pansy couldn't meet his eyes.
"I-I-I'm-" Lucius rolled his eyes.
"Spit it out!" Pansy remained quiet. "I swear, Parkinson, I will-" Pansy interrupted in a whisper.
"I'm bloody pregnant Lucius, and-and you're the father." Her voice faltered. Lucius' face paled. Man did that shut him up. Pansy thought.
"Are you absolutely positive I'm the father?" Pansy nodded. "I mean have you had blood test, DNA samples-?" Pansy was out-raged.
"You're the father! Accept it!" Lucius ran his hand through his hair.
"I need to tell Hermione. Please leave." Pansy nodded, and turned to leave.
Lucius sat down on the couch, and put his head in his hands.
"Blood hell, what did I get myself into?" It was a few minutes until Hermione came back.
"Did she leave, or is she hiding in the cupboards?" Lucius chose to ignore the snide comment.
"I-I need to tell you something." Never had Lucius stuttered; even when he admitted to the affair.
"There's more? Merlin, Lucius, what is it? Haven't you caused me enough pain?" A wave of guilt washed over Lucius, and he almost chickened out of telling her, but told himself he had to tell the truth.
"I need to be completely honest with you. I will always be honest with you, even if it pains you." Like you told me about shagging Parkinson? Yeah, I don't think so. Hermione thought.
"Pansy is pregnant… and I'm the father."
A/N: Tell me what you think! If I get positive feedback, I might continue!
