A/n: As some of you may already know I took this story over for Buddyboy98. The first five chapters were written by him and I hope that you guys like my writing style and that it fits into the story.

Chapter One

All day he had been hearing rumors about his ex-best friend returning to take arguably the second most powerful job in magical England. The halls of the Auror office bustled with the footsteps of seemingly thousands of people hurrying not to be late to their respected jobs. One in particular stood out among them, the 6 foot 4 tall man with a patch of red hair exited the long corridor and entered his office.

Ronald Weasley after ten whole years managed to crawl his way up to the position of Head of the Auror Office after the preverbal decade of kissing his bosses ass. People waved at him as he passed through the main office. He sighed in relief as he saw the medium sized woman with short brunette sitting at the long circular desk in front of his office door.

"Good Morning Ms. Brown" He said with a small grin.

"Likewise Mr. Weasley, have you read the paper this morning?" She asked with a growing sense of worry in her voice.

She unfolded the copy that was on her desk and handed it to her boss "What's the big dea-"

He couldn't finish his sentence, out of all the letters and words in the article Harry's name seemed to stand out in big thick bold. He clenched the paper in his fist as he continued to read the article.

"Is this a fucking joke love?"

"No, it's definitely not we got it this morning, a had a daunting feeling that you would react the way you did" She said covering her eyes and trying not to make eye contact with him.

"Were do they bloody get off hiring him," He began to rant quietly enough not to get the attention of his co-workers "Has my wife gotten a copy of the paper yet?"

"I had someone come by your flat this morning and grab it but," She hesitated "I know for a fact that Flourish&Blots gets a fresh stack of papers every morning"

He sighed irritably and rubbed his forehead "A-alright, cancel my five' clock meeting I have to go have dinner with the family, but I'll try to make time for you" He said

"Thank you Mr. Weasley" She said in a kiss and don't tell manner.

He opened the door and slammed it behind him. This part of his life was over, or at least he thought it was, he though no longer would he have to battle for the attention of the one woman on earth he knew Harry couldn't get. It had taken him seven year to get to where he got and over that time he had managed to build up a massive inferiority complex he felt like Harry was a threat that had to be squashed.

However, Hermione was more than just the one trophy the Boy-Who lived never got, she was his wife and he did love her, when he had first hired lavender he wasn't thinking thought his head if you know what I mean and they begin a relationship. He felt guilty about it, but he couldn't control himself.

With a rather violent throw he tossed the clipboard he carried down on his desk and he ran his fingers through his hair. After Harry left, Hermione still sent him Christmas cards, birthday cards the whole enchilada he would never respond to her and sometimes she would get the damn cards back and he wanted to kill Harry for doing it.

Whatever he had to do, he wasn't going to let Harry undo seven years of what he had built by any means possible. He looked at the picture on his desk, it was taken during sixth year after they won the last Quidditch of the year, he noticed while they had happy looks on their faces Harry's hand was on Hermione's waist. He almost broke the frame in half slamming down.

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It had stopped snowing and he was glad he had decided to take the early flight out to Heathrow, he stepped out of the terminal, he must have looked like a freak. While it was winter in Australia it was spring in England, he was sure his black trench coat drew some eyes.

With a movement of his wrist a cab was flagged down, it wasn't a normal cab it was a new cab that could be summoned by magic, he opened the passenger and threw his bag in. He looked and paused for a second, an elf was driving the cab talk about progress, he handed the elf a galleon and shut the door.

"Were to sir?"

"To the Leakey Cauldron and make it fast"

The Elf nodded and turned back around to his seat. He scratched his head in curiosity.

"Who come you're qnot are seen by the humans?" Asked Harry

"It's a magic windshield sir, when they look into the car they see a human and when they want to get in they touch the door knob and forget what they're doing" snickered the elf.

"Clever"

****

Another family dinner another painful night, she hated going to dinner with his family. She loved the Weasley brood but spending six hours of them his a little too much. They would arrive spend three hours talking about the same thing they do every time, Ron would get up tell everyone he had to review a report with his damn secretary and leave her with them for another three hours.

It was the same old routine since he had hired Lavender to be his secretary, she knew Ron was cheating on her but she hasn't and most probably would never work up the nerve to confront him about it.

When she read the paper this morning it gave her the hope of diversity in her life in a very long time. Reality began to set in, she was late and she had to get going. Gathering all of her strength she picked up the pile of books next to her and left for the staircase.

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The place had changed, changed a lot, it was no longer the small cobblestone ally he remembered walking down when he was 11 not it was different. He sighed and grunted as his shoulder bump into a woman whose face was covered buy books.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir-" She said leaning down to pick up her books.

Harry bent down and began to pick up each one by one. The last one was a black leather bound edition of 'Hogwarts a History'

"Fancy version," He said still looking at the ancient book he ran his hand over it and smiled "I know someone who would really like to have it-"

He looked up and he paused again, strange coincidences never ceased to amaze him "Hermione?"

She brush a lose strain of hair behind her ear "Harry?"