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Thirteen years had past since hogwarts.

Thirteen long years.

In that time, Hermione had married Ron, Harry had married Ginny, and Draco Malfoy had married a younger witch named Romilda. (i.e. not Romilda Vain) her parents were from The Romanian Royal Family, one of the last royal magical folk out there.

Also in that time, harry and ginny had their first children. A set of twins named James Albus Potter and Sirius Severus Potter. Hermione and Ron had a set of triplets, Ashley Brooke, Molly Anne, and Arthur Jay Weasley.

Draco was not as happy as both of these other couples. His marriage was a sham. He was 31 years old. His wife had an affair and was stupid enough to let herself get pregant with the other mans child. Then had the notion of trying to pass it off as his own.

With one spell he had her by her seat. The test had proven what he had suspected all along. The child was another mans. And he knew of only one family that had bright copper red hair, and two in the said family were female.

He would get his revenge for this indecency.

In fact, he would do it right now.

He grabbed Romilda, his leecherous wife, by her upper arm, and with a pop they were gone.

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Hermione, Ron and the children were at the kitchen table when there came a loud knocking at the door.

Since this was essentially a family reunion, someone in the front room opened the door. Then there was dead quiet.

"come on." said Ron, pulling Hermione into the front room, where they were met with the site of Draco Malfoy standing in the open doorway.

"Well." he said, looking at all their faces and ignoring his struggleing wife. " is anyone going to invite us in? Espesially since I have business to discuss with every grown male weasly in this room."

"come in." said hermione quickly. She hadn't told Ron she thought that she was pregnant again. But she still didn't need to catch a chill. As soon as Draco and his wife were inside, Hermione closed the door.

" Molly" she said, pulling at the stunned woman's arm. " lets get the kids in the other room."

Between Hermione and Molly, they ushered all of the young weasly grandchildren into the other room. Then came back in to see what malfoy wanted.

" I have business with every male here." Malfoy said, still holding his shaking wife by her arm. The baby was in her other arm, his face covered by the blanket. " as you probably know by the prophet, my wife" he said the word with so much venom that most of the people in the room flinched. "had a child. But this child was not made by me. I want to know who the father is."

" coming here and threatening us won't help." said Fred holding Angelina, " I mean you can't prove it was one of us."

"oh yes I can." said Draco, turning to his wife for the first time. "give me the baby."

Romilda clutched the baby closer to her.

" give me the child NOW!" he screamed the last word, making everyone flinch again. Sadly she held the child out for him to take, he picked it up, and moved the blanket to show the shock of copper red hair, dropping his hand from her arm. " I don't know any other family with this shade of red hair. Now tell me who did this."

Draco's eyes were full of venom.

" I don't know how you plan to tell other then the hair." Goerge started, but was cut off by Draco.

" I expect them to come forward. if they don't in the next few minutes, I know a spell that will show who made this child. The paternal father." Draco starred around waiting for someone to come forward.

" Fine." he said, raising his wand and pointed it at the baby's head. "Sangue Padre Trova"

Draco's hands began to glow a faint green. " the father of this child, will have hands that glow purple."

one by one the men all looked their hands. Every one of their hands were green, except....

" Ron take your hands out of your pockets." said Hermione looking at him.

" why?" he said, starring at Draco. " if it's a homemade spell then it could mess up."

" What's wrong weasel?" siad Draco, realizing why Ron wasn't taking his hands out of his jeans. " afraid your wife my find out that your a cheater. Or is it that you just wanted to make a mockery of my family weasly? Which is it?"

Ron was just about fuming with rage.

Hermione finally had enough of him, "accio ron's pants." she whispered, then with a tearing sound, Rons' jeans were in her hands and his hands were exposed.

They were bright neon Purple.

With a smile, Draco walked over to him, and plopped the child down in his arms. " this is your weasly. I don't care what you do with it, but don't think of trying to touch my next wife. This one is tainted."

With that he was gone, leaving his wife to stand in front of the weasly family. The mistress of the youngest son.

She ran over and grabbed her son from Ron, then with a pop she was gone as well, back to her romanian family.

Ron looked around and saw anger at all sides. Hermione was heart broken. she wasn't about to let him see her cry.

" thirteen years and three children, and this is how you repay me?" she asked quietly, not looking at him.

Harry walked over to hermione, and put an arm around her shoulders.

" Hermione." he said, looking at her. " let me explain..."

" there's nothing to explain." she said glaring at him. " I want you out of my and the childrens house. If I find you there when i'm finished here, you will find yourself a woman."

" but 'Mione." he said, taking a step forward.

" DO NOT 'But 'mione' me." she growled, her wand at his throat. " get it done before I hex you here."

Ron swallowed, then Apperated to what had been their home.

Hermione looked around the room.

She really didn't want to be here, but then again she didn't want to be alone.

She walked through the group of her family and walked up the stairs.

Harry waited a few minutes then followed her. She was in Ron's old bedroom.

" you I never told anyone this Harry." she said looking away from him out the window. " this was where we had sex the first time. I always thought it was a special place. I thought it had sealed our feelings. I guess I was wrong."

" I know." said Harry, sitting on the bed next to her.

" I guess now, I have to find me a job." she said, not looing at him. " I mean I do have three children and another on the way."

" you're pregnant again?" he said, looking at her.

" yeah I was going to tell the happy news today." she sighed. " but I guess it's not so great news now."

"i know." harry said, pulling her to his chest. " we'll help you find a job. You can count on us."

Hermione looked up at her best friend of more then thirteen years. " thanks" she said, burying her face in his chest as she let loose of all the emotions that had pushed her this far. By the time she was done, Harry's shirt front was soaked.

Three weeks later.....

Draco Malfoy was looking through the daily prophet. This wasn't his best day, first his favorite horse in the muggle races had lost. Then his tailor made him the wrong suit size, and finally his ex-wife had the nerve to try to come back and take some of the things draco had bought her, even though she had broken the marriage contract and had no rights to anything within the was w hen he saw something, very interesting.

It was an ad.

It read:

Woman looking to become live-in maid,

must have good salary,

and room enough for three children.

Please send owl to

Hermione Granger

32 willow dr.

The Burrow.

Draco smiled.

This was his lucky day.

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Why does everyone hate Ron soo much?

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I'm just curious.