Hi Guys! I've got this story going and I hope to finish it, I always tend to forget but I promise I'll finish it! Anyways hope ya'll like it 3 R&R
Hermione had just rushed home from work, to go on her date with Ron. She and Ron had started dating officially three months since the Battle of Hogwarts. They had been dating for about two years and she was absolutely in love with him. They were perfect together.
He was the Keeper of the Chudley Cannons Quidditch team, leading the team to multiple victories whereas Hermione was the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. She was successful, her love life was fantastic and she was beautiful, she was on cloud nine. It was Hermione and Ron's second year anniversary, and she was amazed how fast the time went by, obviously everyone was still shaken up by the effects of the war but, everyone had learned to live each day as normally as they could.
As soon as Hermione snapped out of her thought of the moment, she began looking through her closest trying to find the perfect dress, until she set her eyes on the new designer dress she was forced to buy, due to Ginny. She had to admit the dress was gorgeous and it hugged her body like no other dress had. It was a short, black one shouldered dress by Balmain. Of course the price bothered her, but then again she had the money to spend, so she bought it. She quickly took a shower and got dressed, and put on a diamond ring gifted to her by Ron after they started dating and a silver chain with a small diamond star pendant, which was given to her by her adopted mother.
Yes, Hermione had found her parents in Australia, but along with that she was also told by Professor McGonagall, during her eighth year, that she was adopted. Her parents in Muggle London were not her real parents. The only major setback that had entered her life was the fact that she didn't know who she was and who her family was. She could be pureblood, half-blood or maybe she was still of muggle heritage. She was still addressed at Hermione Granger, but she couldn't help but cringe when someone called her Ms. Granger.
Hermione left her home, instantly after she got dressed. She had a smoky eye look and her hair was left as they were since, they had tamed quite a bit over the years. She was so excited that she decided to leave work early so she can watch Ron practice for Quidditch. The venue, Ron was practicing at was like a gym, anyone could drop by and play Quidditch for a bit, but only the wealthy could join with a membership. She apparated to outside the venue and noticed many people were still flying around on brooms. Hermione eyes began wandering around the pitch, looking for Ron. As she headed for the bleachers she noticed a couple sitting together, kissing. She began to smile, thinking about her and Ron until she actually started picturing Ron.
"Wait… is that Ronald?" she said to herself
She walked closer to the couple and with each step she regretted coming closer. It was him. He was glued on to the new face of Witch Weekly, Angelique Michel. She saw his eyes filled with lust and her eyes staring into his, as her fingers lingered through his ginger hair.
"Vat eef your girlfriend sees you vith me?" Angelique laughed.
"She won't! All she ever does is work, and she believes everything I say! She's really gullible. Sweetie, she'll never find out!" Ron bragged as he laughed and began to kiss the girls neck.
"Oh so I'm gullible, Ronald?" Hermione asked, not trying to hide the anger that was boiling in her.
"M-Mione, I –" Ron stuttered
"What Ron? Are you going to tell me this isn't real, because I'm just that gullible? I'm sorry, I disturbed you" Hermione said sarcastically. She took off the diamond ring Ron gave her and threw it at his face. His face was frustrated and Angelique was rolling her eyes at the scene playing in front of her.
"Goodbye Ronald!" Hermione said as she strutted away, trying not to break into tears.
As soon as she was away from Ron's eyes, Hermione began to run away from venue and apparated herself off to her favourite coffee shop near her home. She got into a booth, where she could sit alone and ordered herself a hot chocolate with whipping cream. She couldn't help it anymore; she began crying, with her head in her arms on the table until she was interrupted by a certain platinum blonde- haired stranger.
What'd you guys think! R&R ?
