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Chapter 2: When It Rains It Pours

Hermione sat alone at the kitchen table and traced her finger around the the edge of her tea cup. It had been no more than 10 minutes since she'd arrived and she still couldn't bear to utter a word to Harry. He just stood there leaning against the counter waiting very impatiently, she could tell by rattle of kitchen ware every so often, for her to speak. How could I have been so stupid she thought, I should have just told him everything from the beginning. Finally she looked up and met his cold blank stare.

"Harry, before I try to explain myself and Ginny could you at least hear me out about something?" She watched his face change from cold and blank to something she couldn't quite place.

Through gritted teeth he hissed. "What. Is it?"

Hermione quickly figuring she needed to get her point across quick replied swiftly.

"I know you and Ginny were having problems way before she started seeing Antoni-" At this Harry tried to interrupt but a pleading look from Hermione silenced him.

"Now I know you don't want to hear this but her leaving you is probably for the best and this whole situation is more your fault than it is hers." Harry looked at her disbelievingly but she continued. "Ginny always felt as though you didn't really care for her as much as you said you did, I mean you all looked happy out in public but she told me things never went well at home. She said you argued with her all the time and that you didn't want her anymore." Hermione sighed and rubbed her eyes as if she just divulged a long kept secret. " I can't tell you how many times she came to me crying about how you didn't love her anymore."

Harry stood there and slowly digested what Hermione had just said to him. So I was the one who caused the problems between us? Even when she was the one who left all the time, turned away from me when I tried to get close to her, and cheated! Harry shook his head but kept his thoughts to himself, he had to remember, Hermione wasn't his friend right now she was his enemy. So he looked at her and asked in a clipped tone.

"Alright but what about you? You had to have known what she was doing all along she was running around with your husbands brother!" At this Hermione cringed and looked away while discreetly (she thought) drawing her wand. As soon as the last word made it out into the air the entire house had shaken violently.

Harry laughed darkly. "Put it away, I won't bring the house down on you."

Hermione tucked her wand away and tried to think of a way to explain herself without looking completely daft.

Contrary to what was supposed to happen four years ago she didn't marry Ronald Weasley. Early that morning on their wedding day she had run off to elope with Viktor Krum and had only left a note saying how sorry she was and how she would only ever see Ron as a friend. Needless to say he was utterly heartbroken and Hermione was now a pariah at The Burrow. No one had known where or to whom she had run to except for Harry since she had left him to bear the brunt of bad news to the Weasleys. They had definitely shot the messenger so to speak and it took them two weeks to realize that Harry hadn't known what was going on until a few hours before they did.

"I'm sure you know Ginny made more than a few trips to Bulgaria-"

"No." Harry interjected stiffly. "I didn't."

"Oh..." Hermione nodded slightly and bit her lip. Several long seconds passed.

"Well!" Harry urged.

"Oh... Um... Well she did, not that often at first." She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "She would turn up once in a while for a few hours to talk and then she would leave but once she met Antoni things changed quite a bit. She stopped by more often when she knew he was going to be around and I didn't say anything because it seemed that they were only becoming good friends. I'll admit when they started seeing each other romantically I should have said something but they were just so happy and according to her you were happy with her out of your hair. You have to understand Harry, Ginny was feeling like you didn't care about her and when she met Antoni it was like he filled that void for her."

Yeah. Harry thought, I bet he filled more than just that void.

Harry sighed while running his fingers through the rats nest on his head and motioned for Hermione to follow him as he started towards the sitting room. She scrambled up behind him all the while ringing her hands and looking as if she wanted to burst out with an apology. When they made it in front of the floo Harry turned to her abruptly and asked.

"Hermione, before you go I want to know one thing."

She nodded for him to continue.

"How long were they together before I found out?"

At this Hermione's face turned a most unflattering shade of white and Harry knew he wasn't going to be at all pleased with the answer.

Grabbing a handful of floo powder she started edging closer to the fireplace. Not one word escaped her mouth.

"Hermione!" Harry growled out. He was tempted to use a sticking charm on her feet.

"Harry, I'll tell you but you have to promise to stay calm." Worry and not a small bit of fear crept into her voice.

"Just say it."

She stood directly in front of the floo and took a deep breath.

"Eight months."

Several things happened at once. Hermione, immediately after her admission, disappeared into a flash of flames but not before seeing Harry's eyes turn a pale frosty green and hearing all the glass ware in the house shatter simultaneously.

A/N

Sorry about the wait. I wanted to have this up around three days ago ran into a bit of writers block. Does anyone think I need a beta reader? Anyway review, comment tell me what you think.