Thanks for the reviews! Here is Chapter 2 for you all!
Chapter 2
Harry woke up one morning alone in his apartment the next morning. Ginny had not come home, and Hermione had no been around since yesterday's disagreement. He had been alone since she left, and depression had began to manifest in his mind. Fear that he would never be able to be happy with Hermione began to sink in. He was beginning to fear that the argument they had had the previous day had driven her away from him permanently.
As Harry rolled to get out of bed, his hand knocked an empty bottle of fire whiskey to the ground. It was at this moment he felt his life was like the bottle, empty. It had been consumed in the relationship he had begun with Hermione, and when she left, she took the contents with her. He could not for the life of him take enough control of himself to move. He laid back down and remained there for most of the day.
Hermione had never returned to the house the previous day, in fact she had not even gotten a moments sleep. She had been replaying what Harry had said over and over again. Every possible scenario she could think of ran through her mind. In the end, she could not see herself or Harry for that matter, ever being happy. The ending of their marriages would come with a toll, and the friendships they had forged with Ron and Ginny would be destroyed if their affair were to come to light.
The bartender brought her another butter beer and as she sat there sipping away, she knew that she could not ruin the friendships they had made, and had almost had herself convinced the night with Harry had been a simple night of lust, and that it was nothing more. But, at that precise moment, Hermione saw the most horrific sight she had ever seen in her life.
A young couple had walked into the pub, and sat in a little booth in the corner. At first, Hermione had not noticed them, but upon a second glance, she recognized them both, and at that moment, she knew what she had to do, and that was to find Harry.
As the sun began to descend behind the adjacent apartment building, Harry finally mustered enough control to pull himself out of his tear-stained bed, and get something to eat. As he sat at the counter eating a corned beef sandwich, there was an impatient knocking on the door.
As he strolled to the door, the knocking became louder and faster, picking up speed with every step. He slowly opened the door, and Hermione leapt in.
"Harry!! You will never believe what I just saw at the pub!!" she was exclaiming, while trying to catch her breath, tears in the corners of her eyes.
"Hermione, what's wrong, what is it?!
"Ron! I saw Ron at the pub!!"
"Was he there with another girl?"
"No! It wasn't a girl! He was there with a guy, kissing him!! All this time I thought he was cheating with a girl, but no, he is gay!!
Harry stood stricken speechless for a moment , and then could only respond with, "who was the guy?"
Hermione burst into tears, and Harry went to hold her. He gently put his arms around her and held her tightly to him.
"Did you know the guy?" He asked softly.
She nodded her head into his shoulder.
"Who was is?"
"Malfoy!" she wailed in between teary, heavy-chested breaths.
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