A/N- These are not my characters. All credit for said characters goes to J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 1
Exhaustion showed in her every movement, in her every feature as she forced herself to the doorway of her flat. She found herself having to force her own eyes open, reminding herself that she had a tall stack of papers to take care of by the time she went back to work in a few days. Hermione very grateful to be home. As much as she loved visiting the Burrow, the awkwardness between Ron and herself had only grown since their breakup a few months back. Christmas was an ongoing struggle of trying to avoid each other, and Harry was no help, always trying to find common ground between the broken couple.
Walking into the dark room, Hermione attempted not to think of the red-haired wonder. Instead, she bustled over to her kitchen area, beginning the preparations for a strong cup of tea. Glancing over at the mound of paperwork, she figured she'd need it.
Three hours, and half of the pile later, Hermione finally gave in. It was well past midnight, and she had a shopping date with the youngest of the Weasleys at noon in Hogsmeade.
Getting up from her perch and stretching, she made her way to the washroom. I still remember him. She thought. We were so close before. Nothing could stop us. The Dark Lord himself didn't manage to tear us apart from each other, he only made us stronger. We were two thirds of the Golden Three. And now here we are. Because of HER. That Auror Ronald worked with. I lost him because of her. Did they really think I wouldn't find out? We work in the same building for goodness sakes!
Shaking her head, Hermione tried to rid all thoughts of him from her mind and failed. All the could picture was her walking in just as he leaned down and gave the girl a kiss. The girl that was very much not her.
Dozing off, her last thoughts were of the pair.
