Ron walked out of the house after him and Hermione had began to fight again for the third time that week. She seemed always to seem preoccupied with herself these days, like everything revolved around herself and that no one even mattered anymore. Ron and Hermione had been married for seven months now and right about now he was rethinking his proposal to her. He had wanted the other Hermione back. The one that didn't always talk about herself like she was the queen and the world was full of her loyal servants.

Ron noticed a flashy muggle club that caught his eye. He walked into the club noticing that the bar was full of topless women dancing on poles. He had never been in a club like this before. He paid the admission and walked over to a table in the corner. On the table was what looked like a menu but it wasn't. It was pictures of all the girls that were dancing for money. "Strippers" as muggle's would say. One girl caught his attention. It said new above her picture. He liked her smiled and her deep laughing happy brown eyes. A person appeared as hi table and asked which one that he wanted. He pointed to the new girl and the person smiled.

"Oh you will like her. She's a little naive but don't worry you can change that." The man said going to get her.

After a few minutes he came back with the girl in the picture. She seemed to have a scared look on her face. The man pushed her into the booth with Ron and left. The girl bit her lip and smiled at him. She had brown hair and a tan complexion. She had deep brown eyes that only held fear right now.

"H-Hi I'm Alaina." She said turning back to him. She had on a very skimpy outfit. It looked like a bra and a pair of small tight shorts. She stood up and faced him. She leaned in and straddled his waist.

"Hi! I'm Ron." He said overcome by her new bravery. Alaina began to move her hips and rub against him. Ron became utterly turned on and placed his hands on her waist guiding her to where he wanted her to be. Ron let out a guttural moan from the back of his throat and Alaina had to move away from him. She sat down at the chari in front of the table and hung her head. Her shoulders shook with sobs. She looked up at Ron and blinked. Her mascara was running down her cheeks in black tears.

"I'm sorry. It's just that I'm new and I don't know what to do. I'm not like the others. I'm a virgin and being in this place makes me feel like a whore." She put her hand to her forehead. Ron walked over to her and put an arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him and cried. She shook in his arms but Ron didn't seem to mind.

"It's alright. Don't worry about it. To tell the truth I would prefer to talk to you instead of having to have you dance for me." She leaned back and looked into his eyes. Alaina backed away and smiled at him. Ron sat down next to her and stil kept the hand on her shoulder.

"So if you don't like the women to dance on you then why are you here?" she asked looking into his eyes.

"Me and my wife had a fight. She thinks that I am not paying attention to her anymore. What she really means is that she wants me to bow down and make her feel like royalty. She has been acting very strange lately. I don't know what it is with her. She used to be so carefree. Now she has changed." Alain nodded as he explained everything to her. She looked around the bar and looked at the clock. She could see that it was nearly 2 a.m. She turned back to him.

"I think that maybe you need to sort things out with your wife before you come to a place like this. A married man shouldn't have to come to a place like this." She said making gestures with her hands. Ron nodded to her and looked into her eyes. She was so beautiful to him. He felt like he could fall in love with her like he had done once to Hermione.

"You have really beautiful eyes." Shr turned from him and blushed.

"You're just saying that.." she trailed off smiling. Ron shook his head.

"No I'm not just saying that." Alaina took out a pen from off the table and wrote her address on her hand.

"If things aren't any better with your wife by the time you come back then just look me up at that address. I'll be there. I come to work at around ten. So I'll be there until that time. I get home at around three a.m." she got up and stood. "It was nice meeting you Ron. I'm sure we will meet again someday." She said walking off turning once more to look into his eyes before running off like a school girl running away from her crush.

Ron looked down at his hand and decided that maybe he should go home. He grabbed his coat and began to take off. It took him a while to get back to his home for her had stopped at the park and sat on a swing for a while. He didn't know why Hermione was being this way. All he knew was that his feelings for her were steadily decreasing.

Ron decided to walk back home. So he got off of the swing and bagan to jog back. He reached the front door and found it odd that it wasn't locked. He closed the front door hearing strange noises coming from his bedroom. He began to walk up the stairs and the sounds getting louder with everystep. As he neared the room he could hear the voices clearly. There was moaning and heavy breathing.

"Hermione come to me. I want you to come to me instead of going to him. I love you. I always will. I need you." Ron's eyes widened when he recognized that voice. It was Harry. How could Harry betray him like that?

"Harry you know that I can't. I can't break his heart like that." Hermione cried

"Yes but Hermione he's not treating you the way you want to be treated. You need to be treated like a princess and you are not getting that." Harry's voice sounded cold. Like there was no emotion at all.

Ron busted into the room finding Harry on top of Hermione. Both of their faces went stark white as Ron looked over them. He couldn't believe it. He stood in the doorway and balled his hands into fists.

"Hermione you are my wife and Harry I thought that you were my best friend." Ron complained before exiting the room leaving the two of them together. He ran from the house a second time noticing that the sun was rising. Is was nearly five a.m. He looked down at the address on his hand and wondered if it would be a good idea to go and see her. He walked to her house finding it with ease. He knocked on the door and Alaina came to the door. Wearing a pair of pajama bottoms and a big t-shirt.

"Ron what are you doing here?" She asked holding open the door for him so that he could come in.