Hermione was sitting at the dinning room table when Harry came in well passed two a.m., she set there like stone waiting for him to say something. She could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on him from where he stood in the entrance of the dinning hall.

"Good evening," Harry said trying to walking a straight line to the table.

"Where have you been," Hermione asked calmly.

"Well you see it was Marks birthday from the office and we all decided to go to the three broomsticks to celebrate," Harry smiled his best smile but he could tell he had done it this time.

"No owl, no nothing. I wonder if even remember that you have a wife and daughter at home sometimes,"

Harry didn't say anything for awhile "Well I meant to send an owl but we've been working on this really big case and it slipped my mind,"

"You're always working on a really big case and it always slips your mind," Hermione said trying not to cry. "Do you remember what you promised me the day that we got married,"

Harry just stared at her for a moment trying to remember what he had said, when he realized that he couldn't remember he said "Hermione that was almost twenty years ago,"

"Your right that was almost twenty years ago but somehow I remember what I said and what you said," she couldn't hold it in anymore she let the tears fall "Your words is what's been keeping me going for the past few years, you want to know what you said,"

Harry just stared at her not knowing what to say because I was evident she was going to tell him anyways "You told me 'I will always love you and cherish you for the rest of my life. I will do my best to make you happy, care for you when you're sick, and morn you if you leave this earth before me' I've held on to those words for so long," she paused and looked him straight in the eye "But they wont do anymore… Harry I'm not happy at all. I want the man I married back by my side, where is he? I know he's down in there somewhere,"

There was a long silence for awhile and they just looked around the room remembering the past twenty years that seemed to have flown by so fast. It seemed like yesterday they were saying 'I do', having Lily, and Lily's first year at Hogwarts. "You never wanted to be married to me anyhow," Harry said bitterly.

"Harry how can you say that I chose you over him, I married you not him. Yet you can still sit there and say I never wanted to marry you,"

"You had no choice Hermione you were pregnant with Lily and he was married and having a baby too," he said this bitterly like it was the cause to all their problems.

There was another long pause where they said nothing to each other and just stared at the other, Hermione had stopped crying and stood from where she set walked over to the side of the table where Harry set staring straight ahead "Harry look at me," she said bring his head around so that they were looking at each other "I love you… and I didn't just marry you because I was pregnant and he was already married, I married you because I love you with all my heart. I want this to work I want to fix our problems but right now I think it's best if you stayed somewhere else till we can sort this out,"

"Is there anything left to work out I mean your not happy and time isn't going to make things any better because as of now they have only made it worse," Harry said.

"So you just want to walk away chop it up to a big lose and go our separate ways, is that what you really want," Harry didn't say anything for awhile and just stared into her honey brown eyes that were glowing in the light that the candle were giving off.

"No," was all he said before standing and heading to the entrance of the hall, he turned back to face her and said "I'll stay in the guest house tonight and tomorrow I'll find another place to stay for awhile," Hermione nodded her head and watched him walk out and up the stairs.

She couldn't believe she had let things get so bad, she loved her husband she really did but there was something about his words that made her think 'Are those the only reason's I married him. Did I learn to love him after we were married? Do I still love…?'

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It had been a week since Harry had moved out and moved in with Ron and Lavender at their place. Hermione was shopping in Dagion Alley for things that Lily would need on her last trip to Hogwarts. It made Hermione feel old that her daughter would be of age in a little more than nine months.

Hermione was in florish and blots looking for the school books and few for personal things, it was because of that she hadn't seen a tall blond man walk up behind her. "So how is Mrs. Potter these days," the man asked startling Hermione a bit. She turned to face the man. She kept the smile that was trying to form on her lips from forming by averting her gaze.

"Fine and yourself Mr. Malfoy,"

"Oh I've had better to be honest," he said with a small smile that he only gave her.

"Haven't we all," Hermione said setting the books in her hand on the table that was to the right of her.

"I heard about what happened, I'm very sorry,"

"Now if I didn't know you every well I'd believe you, but since I do I know that is a load of bullshit,"

He smirked at her; she had always been able to see right through him. For some reason he could never hide anything from her. "Well that maybe true but that isn't the matter at hand,"

"Ah and what would that be," Hermione asked looking amused.

"Your daughter and my son," he said coolly.

"Right, that would be a matter that we should deal with,"

"I say leave them be, we both know where medaling parents will lead them," he said giving her a knowing look.

"Your right heart break and unwanted marriages,"

"Well I must be off but I'm glad that we got that squared away. It was nice seeing you Mrs. Potter,"

"It was nice seeing you too Mr. Malfoy,"

"Till we met again," and then he was gone like that. Hermione sighed and picked up the books that she was going to buy. It had been a long day it was only 11 in the morning.

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Lily and Harry set at a small table in the back of a small café in muggle London. Harry had decided to take Lily out before she was to leave for Hogwarts the next day.

Lily looked at her father with concern "Daddy are you okay,"

Harry smiled weakly trying to reassure her but didn't do a very good job "Yes, why do you ask,"

"Because you look like hell and I know you miss her," said Lily.

"Your mother made her decision; I didn't make it for her,"

"Don't act like this is all her fault because you know it isn't,"

"I know I did my fare share of screwing things up,"

"She's misses you, you know," Lily said in a low tone.

Harry didn't say anything for awhile and just admired how beautiful his daughter had become. "So I heard about the Malfoy kid," he said finally.

Lily looked a little taken back by this, she believed she had down a good job trying to hide it. "Yeah," she said sheepishly

"You know I don't like it," he said looking away "But I want what makes you happy even if that mean having to put up with a Malfoy," Lily smiled and jumped from her set and ran around the table and threw her arms around her father.

"Thank you daddy,"

A/N: Hey guys this would be my second long story so I hope you like… PLEASE REVIEW I'll take the good and the bad. Well I hope to have another chapter up soon. Tootles!