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Previously on Is This All There Is? Chapter 24: Good Bad And Ugly
Harry set his glass down hard on the table as his voice grew louder, "And you didn't think to put something aside for Amanda yet you beckon her to your sheets even before you land in London? It's always all about Ron. Wasn't that flat purchased jointly with funds from both you and Hermione?"
"Well Hermione had a lot more gold than I had."
"Did you even set Hermione's part aside?"
"Why Harry? How does what I owe Hermione figure into this conversation and what's with all these questions anyway? Still protecting the princess then, eh Harry? I'll talk to Hermione myself and tell her about the money. No worries mate. Hermione has had time to mull things over so she'll probably be a lot easier to talk to now. I plan to stop by the Ministry anyway. I'll just see her while I'm there and you know Hermione, she'll be glad to have my attentions if you know what I mean."
"I can't listen to any more of your bull shite Ron. Do you seriously think Hermione has been sitting back waiting for you to hop back into her bed after all you put her through? Can you really be that dense?"
"Hermione loved me and deep down she probably still loves me. Admit it mate. Hermione never could turn me away."
"You're fucking delusional Ron. Regarding Amanda, she will not be settling in here so I suggest you find her a flat and get her an account at Gringott's so she will be able to live once you've gone back to Romania. How long do you plan to stay in London?"
A great, red blush covered Ron's face as he quietly remarked, "About that. I may not be going back to Romania."
Is This All There Is? Chapter 25: Man Down And Gone
"Don't tell me. Let me guess. You went to Romania acting like the world owed you something and the wizards at the Dragon Keep didn't quite see it that way or could it be you thought every witch in your line of sight wanted to sleep with you and you kept pushing even when the answer was no? Whichever it was, you've gone and fucked up yet another thing. When are you going to grow up? You need to see a healer and get yourself sorted or you are either going to hurt someone or they're going to hurt you. Does Ginny know you are having issues in your new job?"
"First of all Harry," sniped Ron. "I didn't fuck anything up. Witches have nothing to do with it. I am doing the best I can, but it's just not enough for those blokes. I think they're pissed off because Charlie brought me in over someone else and on top of that the dragons don't seem to like me. And no, I didn't mention any of this to Ginny."
"Oh come on Ron," snapped Harry. "Charlie has said out of his own mouth that The Keep is always looking for good dragon keepers. Why would the blokes care who Charlie brings in? And the dragons don't like you? What the fuck does that even mean? This is stupid even for you. Now it's the fault of the dragons? Name me one dragon that likes anyone."
"Harry? Why are you arguing with me about my life? Dragon Keeping may not be for me, but that's my problem. I'll figure something out and I don't need you telling me off about every little thing. Charlie told me to take a little time off to think if I really want to be in Romania. I'm going to check with George and Lee to see if they will take me on at WWW. If they do, I won't be going back to Romania."
Shaking his head Harry finished off his drink and poured himself another. This fucking git was unbelievable.
"If you don't go back to Romania, do you plan to stay with George or Lee because you aren't moving in here? You had a perfectly lovely flat which you sold even before finding out if the job in Romania would work out. If you've made up your mind about not returning to Romania, you need to start looking for a flat as soon as possible. Your witch needs a place of her own so she can feel comfortable and that is not here."
"I'll look for a flat for Amanda when I can Harry. Right now I need to focus on myself. You keep telling me I need to straighten out my life, but what about Amanda. She should be out there working as well instead of depending on other people. A witch should be able to take care of herself. As far as me having a place to stay, Hermione has accepted my apology and forgiven me so I was actually hoping she would let me kip at her house until I get back on my feet. I know you think she is done with me, but there are private things between me and Hermione you don't understand. She loves it when I…"
Harry jumped up screaming and cutting across Ron. "You miserable bloodclot. You'd sit there and speak about intimate things you and Hermione shared while you have a pregnant witch upstairs probably listening to your every word? Here's a flash for you Ron. Hermione doesn't want you. She doesn't want to be attacked. She doesn't want to be raped and she doesn't want your company. She's told me as much. Make a new fucking plan and stay away from Hermione."
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The shouting had woke Ginny who came through to the living room to find out what was going on. "What are you shouting about Harry? You're loud enough to wake the dead. Can we not have a peace in this house for five minutes?"
Neither Ron nor Harry responded to Ginny and she was getting irritated. "You were screaming the house down Harry now you've gone silent. What is this about?"
"It's about your brother. What else? The girls won't shag him, the other Dragon Keepers are jealous of him, the dragons don't like him and he doesn't think he'll be going back to Romania. All this bullshite about taking a vacation was just that, bullshite. He now intends to seek employment with George and Lee Jordan at Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He's sold the flat he and Hermione had, but has spent all the funds so he is out of money. In addition, he plans on moving in with Hermione and renewing their relationship while Amanda stays here with us. Have I left anything out Ron?"
A sullen Ron sat there looking at his feet while Ginny walked over to stand in front of him. "Let's have it then Ron. Now is the time for you to tell me the parts you conveniently left out. The truth for once. Now Ron."
Harry mumbled to himself. "Get him Molly," before lifting his glass to his mouth.
"There's nothing to talk about Gin. Harry is pissed off and just being a git. I'll figure it all out. No worries."
"I hope you do figure it out and as far as you trying to kip on Hermione's couch or climb into her bed, that's out."
"That's enough Gin, yelled Harry. "Let's not get into…."
"Don't tell me what's enough Harry," snapped Ginny. "You were out here bellowing in defense of your best friend so I'm standing here advising my brother. As I was saying Ron, you won't be kipping out at Hermione's house because she's moved on to a new wizard."
"That's funny Ginny. Do you think Hermione will choose another wizard over me? We've had our problems, but like I told Harry she won't have forgotten about me that easily. If I can just have a discussion with her and explain everything, she'll come around. I know her better than either you or Harry. She was my wife after all so just stay out of it and I'll work it out."
"Just remember one thing Ron," Harry growled. "The last time you attacked Hermione you caught her off guard. She's on to you now and being caught off guard will never happen again."
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Amanda was also awakened by all the shouting and had turned over to go back to sleep when she heard her name. Harry didn't want her there. She knew that. Ron might not be going back to Romania. She knew that. Ron was going to ask George for a job. Ron had also mentioned that. He had sold his and Hermione's old flat outright and was now out of money. He hadn't told her that. Then she heard the part about Ron trying to get back with Hermione. That, she didn't know either. His owls had been all about how much he missed her and wanted to see and be with her. Never once had he mentioned Hermione. Not once. His relationship with Hermione was supposed to be done and over and if he was going to be running behind Hermione's pussy where did that leave her? Amanda knew she had only herself to blame for the position she was in, but she thought Ron was on the level this time. Tears were stinging her eyes, but she wouldn't give in to them.
Amanda got out of bed and padded to the door so she could hear more clearly. Ginny was now in the living room giving both Harry and Ron hell for shouting. She was….. Amanda stopped. What was that Ginny just said? Hermione had a new wizard. Well there you are. Ron wouldn't be able to go back to his ex-wife if she already had a wizard in her bed. Amanda felt relieved as she went back to lie down thinking she had to do something for herself. She might be able to get her position back at the Ministry. She had left on good terms and the head food witch told her often enough she was a good worker. Before she closed her eyes, Amanda made up her mind to check. All the head witch could say was yes or no.
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The ringing of a mobile woke Draco on Saturday morning. One glance at his Wonder Wizard Watch told him it was after 10:00. Draco nudged Hermione telling her that her mobile was ringing. Hermione grumbled that she knew the sound of her mobile and it wasn't her phone ringing. Draco dragged himself out of bed to answer the phone he had left laying on the couch after speaking with his father. The caller ID showed it was Elias calling. "Good morning mate. Thanks for calling back. Hermione and I put a complete plan together last night and we need you to take a look at it to check if we've missed anything. How's your schedule for today?"
"I can make it there by 11:30 or so. I'll bring lunch. See you in a bit."
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"Get your lovely arse up out of bed Hermione. Elias will be here in an hour and even though I love it I'd rather not have you running around in the buff when he arrives."
"Stuff it Malfoy," yawned Hermione. "You'd have two strokes and a heart attack if you thought another wizard would see me naked."
"That's true, but suit yourself love. I'll shower first."
Hermione threw the covers back and sat up on the side of the bed waiting her turn for the shower. And while Draco was in the shower Hermione tidied up the bedroom and went straight into the bathroom when Draco came out.
Right after his shower Draco went to the living room to make sure everything was presentable and was embarrassed to find that he and Hermione had left evidence of their lovemaking spread across the couch. But a couple of quick swishes of the wand cleaned everything up nicely.
Elias rang the bell at 11:00 bringing with him a platter of fresh fruit and cheeses, a platter of sandwiches and a twelve pack of the muggle drink called coke. After putting the food and drinks in the kitchen, Elias went straight over to the computer area and picked up a copy of the latest plan. After reviewing the plan, Elias had two small suggestions regarding building placements that he presented to Hermione and Draco who immediately saw the wisdom of his suggestions and changed the diagrams around.
While the two wizards sat and discussed the project, Hermione printed off ten copies. One for each of the team and seven to be sent to Lucius Malfoy as she wasn't sure how many investors were involved. Hermione packaged up the copies and called for an International Special Delivery Owl. The owl service appeared about ten minutes later and as soon as the package was gone Hermione dialed Lucius' mobile.
"Good morning Mr. Malfoy. This is Hermione Granger. Seven copies of our most recent plan are on their way to you as we speak. After you review the project, please feel free to call any member of the team with any questions."
"Thank you for keeping me informed Miss Granger. May I speak to Draco?"
"Certainly Mr. Malfoy. Have a pleasant day."
Hermione walked over to Draco and handed him the phone mouthing that his father wanted to speak to him. Draco raised his eyebrows at Hermione as he took the phone.
"Good morning father. The copies should be there shortly. How is mother?"
"Your mother is well Draco. If the entire team is there, please use the speaker thing so everyone can hear me."
Draco pushed the speaker button. "You are on speaker father."
"Good morning Mr. Cooke. Good morning again Miss Granger. I asked Draco to put me on speaker so I could tell you how pleased we are with what you have done. We plan to present your vision to Minister Shacklebolt on Wednesday at 10:00 am. If possible, I would like for all three of you to make yourself available for 11:00 am in the Minister's office where I will introduce a wizard who I am hoping you will accept to your team. Just so we are clear, there may be a time in the near future where the entire team will have to make a decision to come aboard full time or step aside for someone who can. Until we have spoken to the Minister we won't know if the positions will be under The Ministry or under my investment group and work within The Ministry. My suggestion would be for the three of you to register yourselves as a legal consulting group. Just some things to think about. In addition, Philip will be adding an additional amount to your consulting fees. I cannot stress enough how pleased my investor group is with your entire team. Keep up the good work and do not stop thinking. I'll wish you all a good day and I look forward to seeing the updated plan."
Hermione, Draco and Elias congratulated each other as soon as Lucius hung up. They discussed what Lucius said about coming aboard full time, registering themselves as a Ministry sanctioned consulting group as well as who the newest team member would be. The team had several drinks to celebrate their success and became quite boisterous until Elias stated that he must be drunk because he thought the doll in the cabinet had smiled at him.
Both Hermione and Draco looked first at Elias then at Felicia.
"She does that," exclaimed Draco. "She must like you."
Elias smiled at what he thought was a joke and responded with a wink a smile and an "Oh, okay."
They continued to talk for a bit longer before Elias had to leave due to a prior commitment. He shook hands with Hermione and Draco joking that he hoped their new team member wouldn't be some prat who didn't get along.
"Don't worry," laughed Draco. "We'll hex him if it comes to that."
Elias waved and left Webley Court with a grin on his face.
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As they sat there on the couch Draco remembered two things he hadn't mentioned to Hermione and should have. Twisting his finger around a few locks of Hermione's hair, Draco revealed that Astoria had sent him some piece of shite letter the other day asking to see him. Before Hermione could comment on the one thing, Draco went on to tell her about Elias and Olivia being a couple.
"What does Astoria want to see you about?" asked Hermione.
"It doesn't matter what she wants Hermione. She'll have shat on herself in the middle of the Leaky Cauldron while dancing starkers before I care about what she wants. I just didn't want you to find out and wonder why I hadn't mentioned it to you."
Hermione smiled. "Ewww. That's a disgusting image, but very funny. I think it's great about Elias and Olivia if that's what Elias wants. It's a little hard to imagine them as a couple with Elias being so brilliant and Olivia being such a dim bulb."
Draco laughed and began nuzzling Hermione's neck and tickling her sides until she jumped up and made a run for the other room shouting. "It's Saturday. I want to go out tonight."
Draco frowned up. "Can we make it tomorrow night love? Theo called me yesterday to let me know Blaise is back in town for a few days and invited me to come out with them tonight and I said I'd go. All this with our project pushed the invitation right out of my mind. I apologize for not telling you sooner."
Hermione came walking back into the living room. "A boys night out then? Sounds good. Maybe I'll check if Hannah, Kay and Alice have anything planned for tonight. A girls night out should be pleasant as well."
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Hermione was ticked, but didn't want to show it. They had talked about things like this, but it still felt strange for Draco to be going out as though he was a single man. And that male slag Blaise didn't help things. They would probably be surrounded by witches all night long. Hermione mentally slapped herself to get those kind of thoughts out of her mind because she knew Draco loved her and would control himself no matter what.
She had been standing in one spot without saying anything so Draco came over and grabbed her from behind. "Shall I cancel love? It's not a big deal and I don't want you to be upset."
Hermione kissed Draco on the back of his hand. "Of course I don't want you to cancel. I want you go out and have a good time. Not too good of a time, but somewhat of a good time."
Draco laughed at his witch. "I love you Hermione so I'll make sure to only have somewhat of a good time."
"Maybe I'll just listen to some music or watch some television if the girls aren't going anywhere, but I'll go check to see what they have planned and maybe go out to pick up a few things."
Draco kissed Hermione on the back of her neck and responded, "While you're gone, I'll just pop over to the manor to pick up my navy blue suit. I'll see you when I get back."
Draco and Hermione left at approximately the same time. He flooed to the manor while she apparated out to the Leaky Cauldron.
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The atmosphere at Grimmauld Place was tense. Ginny had given both Ron and Harry a telling off the previous night and things hadn't gotten any better. Harry sat silently reading the Daily Prophet, Amanda was in the basement kitchen solemnly eating lunch and Ginny was walking around with pursed lips and a frown on her face. The only sign of life was Ron who was bumping around upstairs as he got dressed to go see George and Lee.
Harry looked up from the paper to roll his eyes towards the upstairs and then went back to reading. Harry was so angry he had been reading the same Quidditch article for the last ten minutes. He was angry at Ron. He was angry at Ginny and he wanted to be angry at Amanda as well, but he thought her too pathetic to even make the effort.
Just as he began to relax, Ron came pounding down the stairs looking for something to eat. Harry shook his head and snapped the paper irritably. How much can one arse eat? The fucking dolt had just eaten a few hours ago. Ginny told Ron that Amanda was down in the kitchen eating lunch and he should join her, but for the first time in history Ron decided he didn't want to eat.
"I've got to get going. I want to talk to George as soon as possible."
Harry bit back the retort that was trying to spring from his lips, but instead got up and left the room. Harry knew this was all going to come to no good, but all he could do was watch it play out. He heard the front door close which meant one third of his problems had walked out the door.
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After Ron left Ginny closed herself up in the study supposedly to start work on her Quidditch articles, but Harry thought it was more than likely she didn't want to hear what he had to say. That was fine with Harry because if he had to listen to any more of Ginny's Mollyisms he wasn't sure what he would do.
Harry was in the middle of reading about renovations being planned at The Three Broomsticks within the next year when Amanda came upstairs and took a seat on the couch. This witch hadn't ever done anything to him personally, but Harry was very uncomfortable being in her presence.
While Harry mulled over getting up and going into the small den Amanda spoke up. "Harry, I was thinking of visiting the Ministry to check if they would give me my old job back. Would you know if the food area is open on Saturday? I've only ever worked Monday to Friday."
"I believe the food service area is open seven days a week. The Ministry is never completely empty. There are witches and wizards there every day of the week."
"Thank you Harry. I think I'll take a quick trip down there. Even if the Head Food Witch isn't there, I can leave my request and get a bit of air as well."
"Good luck. I think you're making a smart decision." Harry took his frustration out on the Daily Prophet once again as he thought maybe one of the two prats was finally smartening up.
The door to the study was still firmly shut so Harry folded his paper and went into the small den to be alone. He was the man of the house and it was up to him to get things straightened out whether Ginny liked it or not. He did a lot of thinking, but couldn't figure anything out that wouldn't further irritate his already irritated wife. He had dozed off a bit and it had come to him just like that. What he needed to do was have a chat with Arthur and this was the perfect time with Molly away visiting Bill and Fleur.
It was coming up on 6:00 pm so Harry took a shower, holstered his wand and knocked on the door of the den to tell Ginny he was going out and that Amanda was out as well. Even after more than four hours, Ginny was still aggravated as she only waved her hand without saying a word. Harry ran his hand through his hair in frustration as he made his way to the floo.
Landing in the side street by WWW, Ron was glad to be out of Grimmauld Place. Harry was acting like a prat and now that Amanda had satisfied him, he didn't want her stuck under his arse. Harry could bluster all he wanted, but Ginny had already said Amanda could stay which left him free to do as he wished. What he really wanted most was to push into Hermione and watch her face as he made her cum. He had told Hermione she didn't satisfy him and was piss poor at lovemaking, but the truth was he loved every minute he was inside her and when he had his mouth on him as well. If he could just get Hermione into bed, she would forget they were divorced. She loved it when he fucked her.
Ron had to turn his back to the street to adjust the erection that had formed as he thought about being between Hermione's legs again. He also thought about Ginny telling him Hermione had found a new wizard. As if. If he got his dick into Hermione, she wouldn't want to see any other wizard because she loved him and always had.
Ron supposed he would have to get rid of Amanda for good if Hermione took him back which wasn't too much of a sacrifice because Amanda was nothing more than an out of work liability. When he had himself together, he opened the door to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and walked in.
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Lee Jordan was at the register and greeted Ron when he walked up to the counter. "How are you Ron? Looking for anything in particular?"
"How's things Lee? I'm actually here looking for my brother. Is he around?"
"George went to pick up some merchandise. He may be gone a while, but Angelina is here."
"I'll wait for George. I'm not sure Angelina wants to talk to me because of the Hermione thing."
"That's what you call it then, the Hermione thing? I don't think it's Angelina you have to worry about Ron. I believe your brother wants to take your head off for putting your hands on Hermione. I'm not sure he even wants you in the shop. While you were out giving interviews and squiring your mistress around, George wouldn't leave the shop he was so embarrassed. It's my opinion if you don't have something really good to tell him you'd better leave and send him an owl to let him know you're coming."
"It wasn't as bad as all that. Hermione was trying to leave me and wouldn't listen to a word I had to say, but I'm not here to talk about that. It's over and done. Hermione has forgiven me."
Lee stared at Ron before answering. "It may be over and done, but that's not what I heard went on. I heard 'the Hermione thing' consisted of you not only physically attacking her, but sexually attacking her as well."
Ron was pissed off now. He was tired of people telling him what he'd done wrong. Everyone, starting with Harry needed to just step out of his business.
"It was a fucking misunderstanding. I wish people would just mind their business. What time do you think George will be back?"
Lee was determined to get the last word. "Misunderstanding or not, the moment you put your hands on a witch especially a witch who is your wife you became a piece of shite to me. Your brother won't be back for several hours. Why don't you come back when he's here."
"Are you telling me to leave my brother's store?"
"I'm not telling you a bloody thing Ron. Have a seat. Go talk to Angelina. Make yourself at home. I really don't care."
Lee had to cut his tirade short as a group of younger wizards entered the store asking for a specific product. Ron had stood off to the side looking around while Lee waited on the customers. Ron had to stand there for quite a while as customers continued to flock into the store and Lee didn't look in his direction once. Ron finally decided to spend some time in the Leaky Cauldron and come back later. Fuck Jordan.
Lee Jordan watched Ron leave and shook his head at what had to be the thickest wizard in London. "The Hermione thing," Lee grumbled out loud. "What a piece of shite. George will be so glad his brother came round to see him."
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Everything seemed to be in order when Draco stepped out of the floo. A house elf came out to greet him to find out of he needed anything. Draco told the house elf he would only be there for a short while and didn't need anything. It took Draco twenty minutes at the most to pull his navy blue suit and accessories and land back in Hermione's reception area. He called out, but Hermione wasn't back yet so he put his clothes away, ate cold chicken, drank one of the muggle cokes and stretched out on the couch for a quick nap.
Hermione found Draco asleep on the couch when she returned. She kissed him on the forehead and went directly to their bedroom to put her purchases away. Hannah, Alice and Kay were going out, but Hannah would be with Ernie, Kay would be with Sean and Alice would be with one of Sean's friends. Hermione didn't necessarily want to stay in the house, but she didn't want to be a seventh wheel either and even though she had purchased a lovely new outfit she decided to make it a night of watching the telly and listening to music.
Draco came in the bedroom as Hermione was preparing for a bath. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her chin so he could kiss her lips.
"So what do you have planned? Are you going out with the girls?"
"No. It will be a quiet night for this witch. All the girls are coupled up and I don't want to intrude. I'll read and watch some telly. It will be relaxing and I plan to walk around in the buff all night just as free as you please."
Draco grinned at Hermione sniping that she would pick the one night he was going out to parade around starkers promising to take advantage when he got back.
"I'll probably have clothes on by the time you get back because walking around starkers only works for a short while," retorted Hermione.
Draco kissed her on the nose and prepared to take a shower. Hermione didn't mention she had planned on taking a long soak as she didn't have anywhere to go and the soak could wait. She laid on the bed watching as Draco made himself ready to go meet Theo and Blaise.
"I won't be too long. Blaise and his passel of witches who appear out of nowhere become tiresome after a while. Would you like me to bring you anything?"
"I'll be fine. Have a great time and I can't think of anything I want except you."
Draco glanced over at Hermione as he straightened his tie. "Are you going to start talking sex to me after I've gotten all dressed?"
Hermione laughed as she told Draco she wasn't making sex talk she was only stating a fact.
He pulled her into a deep kiss and tried to run his fingers through her hair which had gotten quite tangled. "You might want to comb that hair before I get back."
"Get off me you git. My hair will remain just the way it is. I love you Mr. Malfoy."
"And I love you Miss Granger. Lock up and I'll be back soon."
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Hermione listened to music discs for about an hour before getting a cold glass of wine and a book to take with her in the bath. While Hermione was getting the wine she noticed Draco had left his mobile on the kitchen counter. Wanker. Now he won't be able to call me every ten minutes to check if I'm cuddled up with Sean. She began to run her bath and in short order was enveloped in a cloud of suds. Hermione leaned back and closed her eyes and let her thoughts drift to Draco.
Hermione had been soaking for about thirty minutes when she heard something and sat straight up. Taking a deep breath and listening intently for any noise, Hermione summoned her wand and climbed out of the tub. She wrapped herself in a towel and walked out of the bathroom and walked straight into Ron who was only wearing boxers with his dick hanging out.
Hermione screamed. "How did you get in here? Where are your clothes? Get out Ron. I will not hesitate to hex you. Get out of my house now."
"You're not going to hex me Hermione. You love me."
Hermione realized that she was only wrapped in a towel. She wasn't going to stand there and wait for Ron to force himself on her. "Incarcerous," she shouted as ropes flew from her wand and wrapped around Ron. As soon as Ron was bound Hermione ran to the bedroom to put on clothes.
She came back into the living room to find Ron coming at her again. His wand was in his hand and he had obviously cast a Finite Incantatem on himself to get out of the ropes.
"Just stop for a moment Hermione. All I want to do is talk about us getting back together."
"And that's why your dick is hanging out. Because you want to talk. You're the last fucking wizard I'll be talking to or getting back with. Now get out of my house before…."
"Before what Ron screamed? Before you have me arrested again? Before what? Sit your fucking arse down because I want to talk to you."
"Fuck you Ron. Impedimenta Freeze." Ron froze on the spot and Hermione grabbed the mobile and dialed Harry.
Harry answered on the third ring. "What can I do for you mate?"
"Mate?" Hermione was confused until she realized she had called Harry from Draco's phone. "Harry. This is Hermione. Will you please come to my house. Ron is here and …and. I don't know what he's trying to do, but he's taken off his clothes. I have him under Impedimenta, but it won't last long."
"How did he get in? I'm on my way. Where the hell is Draco?"
"Harry please. Just come here before Ron wakes up."
Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, but the relief was short lived as Ron was coming at her again. This time Hermione tried to rip his face and Ron retaliated by grabbing her by the hair and stretching her neck backwards. He pulled Hermione up close even as he had her neck pulled back and began squeezing her breasts.
"Stop fucking fighting me Hermione. I only want the pussy that has been mine since fifth year. Are you going to take these clothes off or shall I take them off for you? Get those clothes off now," he spit. "Before I rip them off for you."
Ron let go of Hermione's hair and wrapped himself tightly around her rubbing himself against her and trying to get his fingers inside her.
Hermione was still fighting and in the ensuing struggle Ron was backed up against Felicia's cabinet. As soon as his back touched the cabinet a blinding light hit him in the back forcing him to release his grip on Hermione leaving him lying in a pile of broken cabinet glass.
Hermione didn't care if he was hurt or not and had cast another Incarcerous along with a Petrificus Totalus. She had barely cast the spells when Harry and Arthur Weasley came tearing through her front door and this time it wasn't a bruised and beaten Hermione who met them at the door. This time it was a beaten and bound Ron.
"Are you alright Hermione," asked both Harry and Mr. Weasley?
"A little bruised, but I'm fine."
"Where are his bloody clothes," asked Arthur. "Why is he damn near starkers?"
"I'm pretty sure you can guess why your son was down to his boxers with his dick hanging out." snapped Hermione. "He evidently came here for a good time."
Harry looked at Ron then back at Hermione. "You did good. The piece of shite arsehole didn't catch you off guard this time. How did this even happen. Where's Draco?"
Hermione plopped down on the couch. "No Harry he didn't catch me off guard and he never will again. This time instead of trying to break the door down giving me a chance to escape he used stealth. He must have cast some kind of unlocking charm on the front door. This is enough. I won't walk around wondering if Ron Weasley is going to jump out at me. Something has to be done and I mean for good. I'm sorry Arthur, but either you do something about Ron or I will obliviate his arse for all time. One or the other. Draco is out for drinks with Blaise and Theo, Harry. He should be home in a bit."
Harry stepped out to the reception area to send a private, person to person Patronus to Draco, Everything is fine now, but you are needed at home.
After sending the Patronus, Harry thought it was best to get Ron out of there before Draco got home. He used a Hover Charm to move the cabinet from off top of Ron and then to hover him in the air.
Arthur sat down beside Hermione and apologized for all she'd been through. "I've had a long talk with Harry tonight. We keep going through things such as this with Ron and we can't keep making excuses. My son is delusional and isn't dealing well with reality. Normally wizards are immune to that kind of sickness, but Ron seems to have lost his mind as the muggles would say. I will have to fight Molly all the way on this, but if that's what I have to do, that's what will be done. I am going to admit Ron to the long term ward at St Mungos and let them try to get his mind in order. He won't be bothering you again. Of this I am sure."
Arthur stood and he and Harry guided the hovering Ron outside where Arthur apparated his youngest son to St Mungos.
Harry returned to the living room to sit with a still furious Hermione until Draco arrived. Hermione poured them both a double drink so they could better prepare themselves for the imminent arrival of Draco Malfoy.