A/N: I know I left you all wondering about poor Hermione but you won't find out in this chapter but you will slowly find out what did really happened to her. For this chapter we take a look into Ron's life. I even added a little bit of a hint in of what might happen to Hermione but you will just have to guess because you won't find out right away. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

"Come on Viktor, my life isn't that bad," Ron said as he packed up his things and let out a sigh as he sat down and looked at Viktor Krum. He had sort of lost his hate for Viktor when Hermione just sort of disappeared on him. He knew Viktor obviously hadn't taken her from him so he was actually fine with being friends with Viktor.

"Let me see, you have no wife, no children, and you have no girlfriend. I want to know how you can live on," Viktor commented as he sat down with his friend Ron and looked at him. "I know you loved Hermione but it is obvious that you can't have her so you need to find someone else."

Ron choked a bit and gave Viktor a glare. "Umm… who said I loved Hermione?" he asked as he tried not to choke as he said it.

"It was obvious man. She was always telling me how you would get all upset over the fact she used to write me," Viktor said as he gave Ron a look then grabbing all his Quidditch gear. "She is obviously gone so you just need to find someone new. You have millions of fans; I am sure one of them will suite you."

"Why do you care so much? I can marry when ever I want to and right now I don't want to be married to anyone," Ron told Viktor as he grabbed his gear himself and then walked out to the streets.

"I am only suggesting that you should settle down with someone. If you don't then you'll be a lonely for the rest of your life. You are twenty-two for crying out loud and your sister who is a year younger then you has already been married of course she had to wait until she was eighteen before that happened but still," Viktor said as he walked along side of Ron through the streets.

"I don't care Viktor," Ron replied simply.

"Fine I am only saying now lets get a drink before we head home for the night," Viktor said as he pulled Ron into a muggle bar. He walked his friend up to the bar and sat down next to a brown haired man who just happened to be Hermione's husband but they didn't really know that.

"Good," Ron said as he sat down and let out a sigh. "I don't get why you can't just lay off."

"Sounds like you have a lot of problems like I did this morning," James said gently as he looked at the two who had just taken a seat next to him.

"What do you mean sir?"

"My name is James. Well this morning my wife yelled at me which is something she had never done before in the five years I've been with her," James told them and then glancing at his watch for a moment.

"Did you do something wrong?"

"No, I just wanted her to stay with me for breakfast," James told Ron and then letting out a small sigh. "I better go though. I need to have a little talk with her tonight."

Once James left Ron looked at Viktor and shrugged. "He must be a muggle. He doesn't understand what a girl is worth like we wizards do," he muttered and then watched as James staggered outside the bar. "He's drunk; I feel sorry for his wife."

"Yeah well we just can't change who people are these days. I know what you mean about his wife though. She must be a strong gal to deal with someone like him everyday," Viktor said as he watched James as well before grabbing a beer from the bar tender and handing one to Ron. "Enjoy yourself man."

Ron looked at the bottle of beer Viktor handed him and let out a sigh. "I can't believe that man's wife puts up with him like that. She must be a rebel or a pushover, one of the two. Either that or she likes him being aggressive with her," he muttered as he just set the bottle aside and then signed again.

Viktor set down his bottle and looked at Ron. "Come on man, just forget about him. How his wife puts up with it is nothing we need to know about," he told his friend.

"I know but it reminds me back to Hermione. She never took crap from anyone who tried to do something to her," Ron said softly as he put his head on the bar table and sighed. "I miss Hermione so much. I would give the world just to see her again. Even if she is married, I just need to see her face. Her wonderful smile and beautiful brown eyes. Oh how I miss her so much."

"I understand now," Viktor said as he grabbed his friends arm and pulled him out of the chair and walked Ron over to the window. "Look, she is out there some where, all you need to do is find her. I don't think her parents are the best place to check though, she was always telling me how she would have to sneak talking to me. I don't think her parents approve the famous people, no matter what."

Ron sighed as he looked out the window and put his hand on the window. "Then who? Who can I go to? How will I ever find her again?" he asked as he looked at Viktor and then back out the window.

"It is a challenge Ron, you just have to take it and see how things turn out. Who knows, faith might bring you two together one day," Viktor told Ron and then grabbing his friend and pulling him out into the streets again since Ron obviously wasn't in the mood to let lose and have fun.

"Maybe but I can't wait that long. I-If she isn't married then I can have my chance with her and the longer I wait the slower that chance fades," Ron said as he looked at the ground as he walked. "Look, I'll see you tomorrow Viktor."

Ron didn't even wait for a good bye before walking into his up to his apartment building and up to his apartment for the night. He looked at the empty apartment and let out a sigh. He had the money for a nice big house but he was saving it all us to buy a nice house for him and his wife when he got one, if ever. For now all he needed was his small apartment that fit only him and a guest if they where willing to sleep on the couch.

With a simple flick of his wand he made some quick dinner and quietly ate, like always. Dinner was always lonely without someone to share it with. He sometimes had his sister over but she spent most of her time with her husband and his best friend.

As soon as he finished he got into his boxers and an old shirt and fell on his bed face first before moving to look up at the ceiling. "What will it take for me to find you, Hermione Jane Granger? If you still are a Granger that is," he muttered to himself before he drifted to sleep.