A/N: Sorry it's taken so long but here is the next chapter. I will put through dates and if you miss out on anything because I didn't say it please let me know and I'll let you know what it is. The basics are this: it is 5 years since the Battle, Ron and Hermione are married, and Ron and Harry work for the Magical Law Enforcement (MLE). Anything else will be explained in the following chapters. Please remember it is rated M for domestic abuse and alcoholism, if it bugs you then this chapter might not be good to read. As long as a few others down the road.

May 1, 2008

Harry Potter woke up and glanced at the clock, it was late since he had been working the graveyard shift. It was 10 pm and he'd be due at work in just an hour. He usually worked morning but tomorrow would be the fifth anniversary of the end of the war. It wasn't something Harry wanted to celebrate, he didn't want to remember losing Ginny or Fred or anyone else. So Harry was going into work just like everyone else should be and break up any parties that got too rowdy. With his thoughts trying to go anywhere but to the Battle Harry got ready for work.

May 2, 2008. Midnight

Harry flooed to the ministry and looked around. Something in his mind flashed and he could've sworn he saw younger versions of him, Ron and Hermione running from dementors. He shook his head and the memory was gone. As he walked to the elevator, as he did he could've sworn he saw the six of them heading to the Department of Mysteries, and headed to his own department. He looked around and couldn't help but wonder where Ron was, he should have been there yet no one had seen him. Harry sat down at his desk worried; Ron had been having a lot of problems since he lost his two siblings in the last battle. Once again he shook his head; he decided he'd head to Ron's house soon if he didn't show up.

May 2, 2008. 12:30 am

Ron Weasley grabbed the bottle of Ogden's best fire whisky and drank straight from the bottle. He glanced at his watch and thought bitterly, "If only we had arrived a little earlier. Maybe they'd be alive still." He was currently sitting in the kitchen and you could easily see two other bottles laying haphazardly around the room.

Hermione walked into the room carefully, she looked as if she had just gotten back from a wrestling match that she fought in. But she hadn't, Ron hadn't taken the past few years well. The more he drank, the worse he got. It first started with him wanting her to stay at home to take care of things better, and then it turned into a smack here and there, but now it had turned into full fledge beatings. Hermione never said anything to anyone though. She was too in love; she was too embarrassed to admit it. Their friendship with Harry suffered but Harry seemed to understand something was happening and didn't say anything. She looked at her husband sadly and started to clean up a little as she spoke.

"Ron," she said hesitantly, "aren't you due in work, hun?"

He growled and she flinched as she heard the bottle being thrown across the room and hit the wall. He laughed bitterly, "Little miss know it all until the very end, eh Hermione? Little miss bossy. Can't help but tell other people what to do." He took a couple steps and was inches from her face. She tried not to flinch; it would just provoke him as she had learned a couple years ago.

"I didn't mean it like that Ron, I was just wondering."

He growled and his fist collided. She gasped as the air was knocked out. She braced herself as it came again and again, usually he got bored but after awhile it didn't seem like he was going to stop. As a foot collided she felt a rib crack and she began to spit up blood…she screamed out, hoping to catch someone's attention.

May 2, 2008 1:30 am

Harry looked up as his boss came up to his desk, "What can I do for you, sir?"

The older man smiled at Harry sadly, "We just got a call of a domestic disturbance. I know this usually isn't your area, but it's been reported that it's Ron and Hermione's place."

Harry paled and stuttered, "W-what? What's h-happening?"

His boss shook his head, "I'm not sure. But I want you to go there and sort it out. If it's something extremely serious, take the rest of the night off."

Harry nodded and ran for the elevator. He shoved the gates open and ran to the floo, the similarities to his fifth year again coming to him, but he silently berated himself for now was not the time, "Weasley Apartment," he yelled. The next thing he knew he was stumbling out of the fireplace and pulled his wand, hoping he wouldn't need it. He heard screams and they were the exact same from 5 years ago when Hermione was being tortured in the manor. He ran to the source and what he saw made anger course through his veins. He had come in at around the time that Ron had lifted a barely conscious Hermione and thrown her into the wall.

Before he could do anything else, Harry yelled, "Ron! What the fuck are you doing?" It was enough to make Ron stop and Harry stepped forward, forgetting his wand he punched Ron square in the jaw. It was too much for the drunk and he was knocked out, "I'll be back for you."

He turned to Hermione and his heart sank, the woman who had been there for him for those first couple years after war and helped him through his heartbreak was lying broken and he hadn't been there for her, he felt terrible. "I have to get you to St. Mungo's Hermione."

She shook her head with difficulty, "Take me elsewhere. I can't stand it."

He nodded, "But if it's terrible, I'm taking you there immediately."

She nodded and passed out, he lifted her and apparated her to Number 12, Grimmauld Place.

He walked her to the sitting room and laid her down on the couch and started to mend all her bones and other injuries. When he finished he knelt beside her and tears came to his eyes, "Oh Mione, how did I not see? I'm so sorry, I'll take care of this; I'll fix this too," he promised her.

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