Hermione got back from work, the past few weeks she had been working a little later and she felt bad. Tonight she had come home before nine which was early for her planning on making it up to Ron for putting through this the past two weeks. She had made it home but the flat seemed rather empty,

"Ron?" Hermione called out turning on a light but there had been no answer. She made her way to the kitchen table setting her things on the table, where she had found a note from Ron that read 'went to the pub'. Hermione was slightly disappointed but she dismissed it figuring he went out with some of the guys from working thinking she wouldn't be home for a while.

Hermione waited up for Ron for hours as it neared twelve thirty she knew it was time for her to go bed. About an hour later Hermione was awoken by a commotion in the kitchen, she got up quickly grabbing her wand just in case but when she got to kitchen she had found it was just Ron.

"Ron?" Hermione asked, and Ron turned around nearly losing his balance. She hadn't seen Ron this drunk in a while,

"Oh hello" Ron slurred leaning all of his weight of his one hand that rest on the counter.

"What are you doing home so late?" Hermione questioned

"HA! Don lke ho it feels eh?" Ron slurred his words barley coming out right.

"Ron when I come home I'm not piss drunk" Hermione explained her tempter rising, Ron let out sarcastic laugh.

"Oh no you jus bak from fucking som uptight asshole laywer " Ron explained, and Hermione immediately got pissed.

"What the fuck are you talking about Ronald?" Hermione snapped putting her hands on her hips outraged that Ron would suggest such a thing.

"Yeah you heard…slut" Ron slurred as you stumbled his way over to in front of Hermione. Even though Hermione was enraged she knew there was going to be no use in fighting Ron in his state.

"Ron you're talking to crazy you know I would never cheat on you ever" Hermione tried to explain calmly,

"Bullllllshit!" Ron slurred getting right in Hermione's face as he did so.

"Ron! Really stop acting like this! I have no idea where you are getting these ideas from!" Hermione said getting slightly upset.

"Comin home late from the office all the time..you clearly don love me" Ron said swaying as he stood in front of Hermione. Hermione couldn't help but feel hurt from the things he was saying, she reached out to touch his chest to bring him closer to hopefully clam him down but it didn't work.

"Don't touch me! Slut!" Ron yelled, shoving Hermione to the side knocking almost to floor as she caught the chair next to her. Hermione simply broke down into tears now letting herself fall to the ground Ron had never touched her like that before pushing as if he wished to conflict pain on her. She sat on the dining room floor for what seemed years until she heard Ron's snores from the bedroom knowing full well he was fast asleep. She had cried herself to sleep that night for a first time in a long time.

When Ron's alarm went off the next morning the last thing he wanted to do was go to work his head was pounding and the events from last night were blurry. The last thing he remembered was drinking at the bar and he's waking up in bed, he rolled over to see that Hermione had been up already. Stretching his tired limbs he got up to find her which wasn't too hard she had been sitting at the kitchen table. Her hair pulled back in a perfect tight bun, a button down shirt with a tight pencil skirt she had been drinking her daily cup of coffee while she read the Daily Prophet.

"Mornin love" Ron said walking over to her as if nothing happened last night. Hermione felt her body tense up when Ron touched her shoulders wary of what he had done last night.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked as he felt her body tighten under his grip, Hermione couldn't believe it he had been so hurtful to her last night and now he doesn't even remember.

"Nothing you scared me is all" Hermione lied, not wanting to get into what had happened last night because she needed to leave for work soon.

"Hey I didn't do anything stupid last night did I?" Ron asked, considering he didn't remember coming home, Hermione felt her heart skip a beat as she relived the moments of last night. Ron was being so nasty and aggressive in a way that seemed hurtful.

"You don't remember?" Hermione said sternly, eyeing him Ron simply shook his head.

"Well you were actually quite the asshole last night" Hermione stated flatly,

"I'm sorry babe" Ron said trying to go and comfort her but Hermione just shrugged him off.

"It's okay I'm late for work I'll see you later" Hermione said giving him a peck on the lips and swiftly leaving for work leaving Ron in the kitchen more baffled than ever. He had felt bad that he was an asshole to Hermione without remembering. He had planned to make it up to her, by making a dinner and having some romantic time but unfortunately it never happened. Hermione hadn't come home till ten that night, and Ron had already been passed out on the couch from drinking his sorrows away once again.

This had continued for a few more weeks, each of their behavior getting worse to the point where Ron was only sober for work and Hermione wouldn't come home until she knew Ron would be already out at the pub. Recently Hermione didn't even want to be around Ron they have had a couple of other fights like the one where he had almost shoved to the floor, getting physical but never coming to the point of actually hitting her…yet. And that's what Hermione was afraid of she knew that sober Ron would never lay a hand on her in any harmful way possible but this new bitter, drunk , angry Ron had been a whole different person. It had gotten to the point that even if Hermione didn't have to stay late she would anyway in order to avoid a confrontational run in with Ron.

Up until about a week ago no one had known about Ron and Hermione's problems but last week Hermione had went to Ginny and finally broke down. Ginny had asked Harry to talk some sense into to Ron but it didn't seem to work, if anything making things worse. Causing a fight of how Hermione was telling everyone how horrible things were blaming it on him even though it had been her fault.

Even on the weekends when they were both home, things were slightly better because Ron hadn't been drinking but even so there was a distance between them. They would sit in the same room, but not talk. Eat together but not even look at each other. It had gotten to the point where they had been making small talk here and there but besides that they simply avoided each other. And then it happened Ron began to drink on the weekends starting slowly in the early afternoon, meaning by midafternoon all his anger filled thoughts would come home causing a fight between them. Fighting seemed to be the only way they would talk now a days, it broke Hermione's heart because despite everything that had been happening with them she still did truly love Ron. The old happy, easy going, sober Ron, she knew that if maybe they had just tried to fix things they could get back to how things were, get Ron's drinking under control and they would be happy. But a part of her felt as if she lost that Ron, that even if she tried it wouldn't do any good. These thoughts brought her to tears and more often than not she'd cry herself to sleep, not even bothering to get up from bed when she heard Ron stumble in at night.

Ron wanted to badly for everything to back to normal with Hermione, but he began to think it was a lost cause. The only thing that seemed to help him lately was drinking till felt nothing, till his whole body went numb and he could forget about everything. Simply take in the world in its spinning state, eventually fading to blackness and not being capable for anything he had done after that. He still loved Hermione that's why he was the way he was, but a small part of him believed that she had no longer cared. Their anniversary was tomorrow and despite the part two months for their dysfunctional fucked up relationship he was hopping tomorrow he would talk to her, and try to make everything right again.

Ron tried to be patient waiting for her as she had said two hours ago she would be home soon, but he was far from patient now. He had already finished the bottle of wine they were supposed to split for their anniversary and had moved on to the fire whiskey. The later Hermione would come home the more Ron would drink this past two months there hasn't been one night Hermione had made it home before 10. This had been making Ron more and more suspicious, he himself had a heavy work load but even when he stayed late he would at least make it home by 8 at the latest.

Ron looked around the flat that they shared the whole place slightly spinning; anger pulsing through his veins it had been almost 9:30 and Hermione was nowhere to be found. Ron got up from the table walking over to their book shelf that had random pictures of them together sitting on it. Ron picked up one that had been taken about six months ago, they were both so happy smiles plastered across both their faces. They had been fishing on the lake by the Burrow Hermione was holding up her fish she caught as Ron stood next to her trying to get the fish off the hook laughing as it wriggled around.

"What the fuck happened to that?" Ron slurred to himself, drinking was the only way he could cope with the absence of Hermione. On any other night he wouldn't even bother staying around waiting for her but instead just going out to no name pubs where he knew he wouldn't run into anyone he knew and drink himself senseless. From the outside him and Hermione where leading a perfect relationship on the track for marriage but lately they were lucky if they even smiled at each other.

Ron held the picture tighter, until finally the glass shattered in his hand,

"Fuck!" Ron yelled dropping the picture to go wipe off his hands. At that moment Hermione finally arrived home, Ron didn't even bother to turn around.

"Sorry there was a late meeting and then I had to get paper work done for a case going to court tomorrow or I would have been screwed" Hermione explained coming into the kitchen. Seeing the bottle of wine empty on the country with a opened bottle of fire whiskey.

"Yeah yeah, it's always something" Ron said drying his hands and pouring himself another drink. Hermione looked at him annoyed,

"Well I'm surprised you're even home" Hermione hissed back,

"I mean I thought on today of all days you would make it home" Ron spat after knocking back half of his newly poured drink. Hermione hated Ron when he was this drunk he had been a different person, more aggressive more hurtful, and wouldn't listen to what anyone had to say.

"What makes today different?" Hermione said, but as soon as the words left her mouth she knew she fucked up. Ron's face instantly grew with anger, turning even more beat red

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Ron bellowed the look in his eye was pure rage,

"I'm sorry! It just slipped my mind I was so busy at the office and-

"Yeah? Busy doing what fucking some bloke?" Ron accused cutting Hermione off.

"NO! Don't be absurd Ron you know I would never ever cheat on you when are you going to get that through your thick skull of yours?" Hermione yelled Ron just shook his head.

"What the fuck else am I supposed to think? You coming home so late all the time?" Ron retorted, making Hermione get even angrier than she was.

"Oh don't even start with me! At least I'm at work you stay out all hours of the night even after I get home getting shitfaced at the pub!" Hermione yelled.

"Yeah! Because the women I love can't even come home at a decent hour! For god sakes!" Ron bellowed.

"Because I'm working! I'm in line for a promotion and I want to stay on top of all my work!" Hermione yelled back she understood to and extent why Ron was mad but he needed to understand why she was doing this. Plus how could he expect her to be around him when he was like this all the time, he was the one pushing her away whether he knew it or not.

"Bring your work home then! You used to do that all the time before!" Ron yelled, remembering how when Hermione first started working she would always have a mountain of paper work to bring home. But at least she was here with him,

"I know but lately I've been working on group cases and plus I focus better at the office anyway" Hermione explained to Ron who simply just shook his head.

"You know what Hermione if you can't make time for me anymore than it's over!" Ron bellowed, Hermione just looked at him the words stung as she let them sink in. She knew they were having a rough two months but she never thought it would actually come to this. She thought eventually they would find their way to the loving happy couple they had been. But she was afraid she was wrong tears welled up in her eyes not being able to hold them back anymore she let my pour down her face.

"Fuck you! Ron Weasley!" Hermione yelled before picking up her coat again.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked as if what he just said wasn't a big deal at all, Hermione turned to him face beat red tears streaming down her face.

"I'm getting away from you!" Hermione hissed, and with that she was gone.

Ron stood in the kitchen cursing himself for even saying what he did, the last thing he wanted to do was lose Hermione. The reason he drank so much was because she hadn't been there whether he'd ever admit it or not Hermione was his world and when she hadn't been around a lot it began to destroy him inside is head filling with all these thoughts of what she could be doing. He felt as though he was wearing the horcrux, he just had so many emotions and didn't know how to deal with him.

"Fuck!" Ron yelled as he threw his drink to the floor smashing the glass into a million pieces. He knew he needed to go after Hermione but he needed to sober up first. After cleaning up the glass he had just smashed he got a new one filling it up with water, took a seat at the kitchen table picking at the loaf of bread in front of him and waited until he sobered up a bit.

About an hour and a half passed and Ron was feeling a little more sober, he had drank about a gallon of water and ate a whole loaf of bread. Knowing he wasn't fully sober but he did feel about better and his head had been a lot clearer now. At first he wasn't sure where to look for Hermione first but then he figured she'd probably be at her office. Ron took himself to the Ministry of Magic, going to Hermione's floor, and navigating his way to her office. He heard some soft voices, so Ron slowed his pace peaking his head out around the corner seeing Hermione in her office which some man. They were laughing, Ron instantly became enraged,

"That's it I'm fucking done" Ron muttered to himself, assuming that the man in Hermione's office had been the reason she had been staying late. Ron couldn't have been angrier than he had been now when back to their flat, taking all his things.
"I knew it! I fucking knew it!" Ron cursed to himself as he packing all this things. He deiced that he was going to stay with George not wanting to have to deal with Ginny and Harry would have to say right now. After he had everything together he left, never planning to return.

"Now you better go back to your man" Ben said, knowing Hermione from around the office he had found her crying and he felt terrible. He never thought I women should be sad no matter who she was. Hermione nodded, Ben had just told her to go shag Ron senseless and make everything better. She wiped her lingering tears from her face, and got up from her chair.

"Thanks Ben, I really appreciate you being so nice" Hermione said, thankful that Ben really was a nice guy but feeling slightly embarrassed for being such a mess In front of a co-worker. Hermione made her way back to their flat, it was dark she wondered if Ron had passed out already. She went into the bedroom and flicked the light out. The whole place looked as though it has been ransacked. Draws were open some of her things on the floor and as she took a closer look she realized that all of Ron's things have been gone. Her heart dropped, and she felt the tears come on again

"No…" She said softly to herself as if maybe she said it out loud it wouldn't be true. She had realized that this had been it, they were over. Her and Ron were not going to get through this rough patch, the rough patch had undeniably ended them. Hermione crawled into bed lying on his pillow pulling in close to her taking in his lingering scent until it was no more and just sobbed.

A/N: So I hope you enjoyed it! I really can't stop writing this story as you can see I've been updating a lot lately. Anyway next one too come very soon!