"You've been hiding yourself behind those books again."

Hermione looked up to see the red-head before her. The years have done well for youngest Weasley. She had become one gorgeous witch who had a wit that matched her beauty. It wasn't a bit surprise that she had ended up marrying one of the most eligible bachelors of their time, former Slytherin, Blaise Zabini.

"But I'm so close to breaking it, I know it."

After the war had ended in the middle of her seventh year, her dreams of becoming an Auror shattered. Her motivation for being an Auror was gone. Voldermort had become nothing more than an empty shell with no soul left in him and all his supporters disappeared. The downfall of Voldermort gave Hermione a new perspective in life.

Nowadays, she could be found going through the past trying to break the numerous amount of prophecies and perplex codes made by wizards and witches of the past. Right now, it would seem as though Randulmi was giving her a bit of trouble.

"When was the last time you've seen the sun?"

Hermione quickly flipped through the pages of her book as she made a few side notes on a bit of parchment. "Ginny, look, if you came all the way here to bother me, I don't have the time for it today. I'm so close to breaking this, it's not even funny."

Ginny sighed as she quickly took the book away from Hermione, having her almost fall over and off the chair from trying to read the words as it moved away from her.

"What was that for?!"

"Why do you torture yourself like this? Why do you keep working if it isn't necessary?"

After her first case, she had earned herself more money than she knew what to do with. And after donating more than half of it, she had enough to live her life comfortably. So it made no sense why she went through the everyday stress aspect of her job. Most people only broke one prophecy and left it at that. She was the current record holder for breaking sixteen.

"It's fun Ginny."

The red head crossed her arms and stared back, as if daring for Hermione to come up with a better excuse.

"Fine, it makes me feel productive."

"And this would have nothing to do with the fact that your love life is at a zero."

Hermione swiftly took the book back as she reopened it to its previous page. "Of course not, don't be silly."

With her hands on her hips, Ginny inquired further. "When was the last time you were in an relationship?"

Hermione looked back up from her book. "What are you getting at?"

"Do you think it's normal for a successful twenty-three year old witch to have never been in a serious relationship, ever?"

"It's not like I never date."

"That's not the point Hermione? Was every guy you dated not good enough or something?"

"They just didn't settle with me. It's not like I am that picky."

"Viktor?"

"Through his thick accent, I couldn't understand half of what he was saying."

"Ron?"

"You know how weird it was kissing him?"

"Ok, too much information. Harry?"

"Ditto."

"Blaise?"

"He's your husband!"

"But before that, you did date him for a bit. What was wrong with him?"

"Except the fact that he was more interested in a red-head?"

"Fine. Neville?"

"I was afraid for my life after the first date. I thought he might accidentally turn me into a toad."

"Severus?"

"After a few dates, it occurred to be how weird it was to be dating your old potions teacher."

"Draco?"

"It just wasn't the right time."

Ginny's face lit up a bit. "That's a first."

Hermione went back to her book, not paying attention to Ginny any longer.

Having a temper like her brother, Ginny ripped the book away from Hermione's hands and threw it aside.

"Hey! I was almost done with that!"

"It's rude to neglect your guests and bury yourself in your work."

"You weren't invited, you barged in."

Ginny waved her hand. "Details, details. So tell me, what ended it?"

Still slightly upset from not being able to work, Hermione crossed her arms and pouted. "What in the world are you talking about?"

Ginny rolled her eyes as she rephrased herself. "With Draco. If I'm correct, you dated him for an entire month. That's longer than any other guy you EVER dated."

"And?"

"Why did you break up with him?"

"When you broke up with Harry after three months, I didn't question you. Why are you so interested that I dated Draco for a month?"

"Hermione, my relationships usually last about that long. With you though, your relationships last about a week. So what made Draco so special that you kept him around four times longer than anyone else?"

She never thought it would be brought up. She always looked at that aspect of her life as 'unimportant', and most of the time, a taboo subject. "Relationships just don't work out sometimes."

She never though she would have to bring him back up. But it would seem she would because Ginny wasn't buying any of it. "Fine, if I tell you, will you promise to leave me alone today?"

"I make no promises."

"Ginny, my work..."

"Hermione, your LIFE!"

"I don't need one."

Ginny grabbed Hermione on both sides and shook her. "Woman, just tell me."

Exasperated from all this talk, she massaged the bridge of her nose as she gestured for Ginny to take a seat. "This may take awhile."

Ginny sat. "I have all day."

"When I first started to date him, I thought it was too good to be true. This amazingly rich, handsome, successful, brilliant wizard was dating me. Do you remember the tabloids? The headlines that daily wrote about how I, the wretched muggle-born witch had possibly stolen the number one bachelor of that time?"

"Reporters are so annoying. I remember how rude they were when I had started dating Blaise."

"After the first week, even I started to fool myself into thinking it could possibly last. I mean everything was going perfectly."

"I sense a 'but then' coming on."

"But then nothing. It was just at that time, neither of us was very keen to the idea of a serious relationship. He was leaving for America the next week and I was going to South Africa to help Charlie with decoding the journal of some old, but brilliant, dragon keeper."

"You aren't muggles for God sakes! That's what magic is for."

"It would have complicated our jobs and neither of us really believed we had anything going. So we mutually broke it off."

"So you mean to tell me that there is a slight chance you can still get back together with him?"

Hermione looked away towards the window, which overlooked her garden. "He's the past. Let's leave it at that."

Ginny refused to let go of the subject until Hermione finally broke and told her. "Why would it be so wrong for you two to get back together?"

"Because I was carrying his child..."

And the silence overtook the room.