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Chapter 2

She felt empty.

Chilly early morning light shone through the bedroom window.

The bedroom she had shared with her husband of 9 years.

She was tired.

She looked over at his sleeping form. She felt nothing. Not hatred, not anger. Just blissful nothingness.

She was completely burned out.

She could no longer continue to work on the project of "Ron." She gave up.

Yes, Hermione, founder of S.P.E.W., defender of Werewolves and Snarky Potions Professors had given up.

The old saying, "You can lead a hippogriff to water, but you can't make him drink" floated lazily through her mind.

How true.

If she were honest with herself, she could admit that it had been over for a while.

She was so tired of trying, she couldn't even feel disappointed in herself, or him for that matter.

Sighing, she sat up.

She had to get ready for work.