SOMEONE CALL FOR A MIRACLE
Molly Weasley's Prospective
"Mr. and Mrs. Zabini!" I pulled the young witch into my embrace, "How you doing, Mione?"
She smiled at me, and returned the hug, "Thank you for having us," a noise suddely sounded, and she put one of those cell phone to her ear, looking at me, "I have to take this call," she didn't even give her husband a second look as she hurried back outside, "Hello."
I could see as Blaise just shook his head, he smiled at me as he handed me a large bowl, "I made some of my pasta salad," he kissed my cheek.
I sighed as I took the bowl to the kitchen, those two have been having trouble in the marriage they were in, due to both of them working to hard. According to my daughter, and her friend Luna.
I would make it my first priority to make sure everything is alright, I will get Blaise alone. He is usually straight forward to me, unlike Hermione who tries to make everything seem alright when it really is clearly not good.
"Grandma!" My granddaughter jumped into my arms as soon as I set the bowl down. "Hello Hazel, what can I get you?"
"Is that Bwasey's pata sally?" She looked at the large bowl on the counter.
Reason why the Zabini's were allowed to bring the pasta salad, was because it was the only healthy thing that the grandchildren would allow there parents to serve them.
"You could get some in an hour," I smiled as I set the child down, and noticed as Hermione came back in and sat by her husband.
Hermione's Prospective
I love coming to the Weasley's, it was my second home, and my husbands as well in faver to myself.
I looked down at the phone still in my hand, and then looked at the wizard I had married, "We have to be at the Department of Magic two months from now," I whispered so no one else was able to hear.
He looked at me for a moment, and then at the family all around us, "We'll talk about this when we get back home."
"Can't wait," I stood up, and hurried outside to be alone.
I knew how much he felt about the family, and that was probably why he never made the calls to make an appointment with the marraige affairs people at the ministry. That was why I took the matters into my own hand, We had only gotten married out of school because of the child, and after our baby died I didn't want him to keep being married to me since nothing tied us togetherl.
It wouldn't be fair if we stayed married, when he didn't really love me, but he never would have had the courage to say he wanted out due to respect for my reputation. So instead of having to be around him all the time, and torture him with my presence, I just replaced him with work to fall back on in a way.
Letting him go is the only fair thing to do.....I love him.
Blaise's Prospective
I sar there knumb to what was happening around me, and paying attention to the conversation after my wife said the appointment was in two months.
I told her I would take care of everything, cause honestly I was hoping that by some miracle we would beable to work everything out and she would be happy again.
We got married right after school after dating for a year, and I was going to ask her to marry me on graduation day, but before I got the proposal out she just burst out with, 'I'm pregnant Zabini,' and the first thing I said was, 'Let's get married,' So I am assuming that she thinks I just asked her because of the child.
Shortly after we lost our son, she started talking abour me being off the hook, and there was nothing for us to stay married for.
But there was, I loved her since our last year of school, and I knew she felt the same way towards me since she told me all the time.
The Healer had told me that it was some post pardom depression, that was messing with her hormones, and the death of our son didn't help the situation out. So I thought if I made nice with the Weasley's then she might know how much I cared for her, All that theory had done, was for me finding a home with this family, that I would miss if I got a divorce.
"Is everything alright Blaise?" Molly asked, as she sat on a stool beside me, "You, and Mione doing good still?"
"We're getting a divorce, appointment is in two months," I looked down at my shined shoes, "You know I was actually hoping for some miracle."
The older witch looked like she was about to cry, "I'm sorry to hear that, I knew the loss of your child was hard, but didn't realize she was thinking of getting divorce,"
"If there ever is going to be a miracle, then it better get here soon," I sighed as I got to my feet.
----------------Authors Prospective Three Months Before------------------
She looked beautiful laying there, he smiled as he stared at her, she had been sick for three days, "Can I get you anything, love?"
"I am feeling fine, have you missed work the last three days?" She sat up on the edge of the bed, and looked at him waiting for an answer.
"Of course, your my wife," He sat beside her, and wrapped an arm around her waist, "I know how you get when your sick, and you don't like being alone, so I worked from home."
"Why are you being so nice to me even everything where going through," She smiled at him, as she leaned in to kiss his cheek, "Your a good friend."
He turned and caught her lips, and slowly pulled away, "I am your husband, and you are my wife," he frowned at her for a moment, and then pulled her into another passionate kiss which lead to them making love that night.
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Authors Note: I hope you like this story, I am hoping it turns to something good.