Chapter 1
She awoke in a pool of sweat as the tears screamed fiercly down her cheeks. Her hair clinging to the back of her neck and her night gown clinging, wrapped and mangled around her body and sheets almost fully off the bed from her tossing and turning.
She sighed as she untangled herself from the sheets before climbing from her bed, looking at the empty spot which lay beside her's she let the tears fall freely down her cheeks before ripping the sheets off the bed and escaping into the bathroom and throwing them in the basket.
Sitting on the side of the bath she completely broke down as she began to sob uncontrollably. She couldn't even remember what had woken her up in the first place, but she couldn't handle any of this anymore.
Composing herself, she wiped her teary stained face and went back into the bedroom where she re-made the bed, changing her night gown and finally picking up her wand and casting a small harmless air drying charm which blew a gush of hot air from Hermione's wand, sending her bushy brown curls into a dry spring once more.
Climbing back under the sheets, she curled herself into a ball as tears began to fall freely from her eyes.
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He lye there, eyes wide, staring up at the ceiling above him as he listened to her in the other room, moaning loudly at another man's pleasure. She made no secret to hide it from Draco, and since she had miscarried their very first child, she had barely took one look at him since, like she thought it was his fault or something.
What had he done to deserve this, was it because he was such a prat at school, giving all the muggleborns so much hell, especially one muggleborn, Hermione Granger.
Yes, Hermione Granger, someone he had developed feelings for in their seventh year, but of course he made no thought of ever letting anyone know, especially with everything that was happening, so he made the taunting and name calling even worse for Hermione.
He sighed as an erradicated moan errupted throughout the house. Yes, Pansy had finally finished her little liason with some random, so now he could finally sleep. Rolling over onto his side, he closed his eyes and let his thoughts trail back to school, to seeing Hermione Granger for the very first time, to falling in love with her, and her marrying that prune Ronald Bloody Weasley.
The next morning rolled over as Hermione awoke to the sun streaming through the curtains. Rubbing her tired and sore eyes, she clambered from her bed, noticing that the sheets again did not hold her husband.
She shook her head in the exited the bedroom, making her way down the hall and descending the stairs. Reaching the bottom step she walked down the small narrow hallway before turning into the lounge room and into the kitchen, flicking on the kettle before she turned around and stopped in her tracks.
Slowly, she craned her head to look back into the lounge room, eyes widening in an instant as she saw three people sitting there, staring at her.
Harry, Ginny and Ron were sitting there, staring at her scarily thin legs and her very short night shirt.
"Geez woman, cant you dress a little more appropriate, no one wants to see that,' he scoffed loudly looking at her unshaven, white legs.
Hermione could feel the tears stinging her eyes once more before she turned and ran back out of the kitchen and lounge and back into the small narrow hall where she broke down in tears, leaning back up against the wall as she slid down it, covering her face with her hands.
"Gee Ron, could you be anymore insensitive,' Hermione heard Ginny's angry and disgusted voice toward her brother.
"What, she'll survive, she shouldn't dress like such a skank should she?'
"She just got out of bed you stupid prat,' Hermione heard Ginny raise her voice before she ehard foot steps.
Rounding the corner, Ginny saw Hermione sitting up against the wall, hands covering her face, leaning down beside Hermione Ginny placed a hand on Hermione's.
Looking up at Ginny, Hermione's bottom lip quivered as Ginny's face fell. "Mione, Ron's a prat, dont listen to him, are you ok?'
Looking at Ginny for a moment, Hermione quickly shook her head as more tears began to stream down her cheeks.
"No,' she simply whispered before breaking down into uncontrollable sobs once more.