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7/21/05- I edited the mistakes my beta, Katie, found and this is the reposted chapter! Enjoy!

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When Ron and Hermione reached the Great Hall, they were excited to see Harry sitting at the Gryffindor table waiting for them. They rushed over to him and all three burst out laughing when they simultaneously began to tell each other about their summers. Harry's had been relatively boring as usual, but he had enjoyed staying with Lupin for a couple of weeks. Both Ron and Hermione turned bright red when Harry enquired about their clasped hands. They managed a mumbled explanation and when they finished Harry burst out laughing.

"Finally!" Harry all but yelled. "You two have been in love since Hermione came looking for Neville's toad back in first year! I was wondering when you would finally clue in on it!"

The three friends laughed again, and a few other nearby Gryffindors chuckled along with them. It seemed that almost the entire house had known, except Ron and Hermione of course.

From the Head Table Professor Snape sneered down at the Gryffindor table. The-Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-A-Pain-In-His-Arse was making a ruckus with the other two members of the Golden Trio. Their camaraderie made him sick.

A few seats down from Snape sat Professor McGonagall, who unbeknownst to all, kept sending looks of sympathy towards Hermione.

The feast was, as usual, spectacular. No one left the Great Hall without being completely stuffed. Ron, Harry, and Hermione were trudging out of the Hall and heading for the Fat Lady's portrait, when McGonagall came into view.

"Miss Granger, I require a word with you." McGonagall stated. "Please follow me to my office. Weasley and Potter, before you even begin to accompany us, don't. Miss Granger will not be long. You can wait for her in the Common Room." Hermione and Professor McGonagall headed off to McGonagall's office, leaving Harry and Ron to wonder what was going on.

"You don't think she's giving her another Time Turner do you?" Harry pondered as he began climbing one of Hogwarts' many staircases.

"Not after what happened Third Year. There's no way either one of them would want to risk it. Hermione almost had a nervous breakdown!" Ron exclaimed. He was worried. McGonagall rarely took students to her office to deliver good news. Ron had a feeling that Hermione would need her two best friends when she returned.

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"Sit down Miss Granger." McGonagall instructed. Hermione sat and looked around McGonagall's office. It hadn't changed much since the last time she was in here. It was still very organized.

"I'm afraid I have some bad news for you Miss Granger." McGonagall said.

"What is it?" Hermione was now very worried. "It isn't my parents is it?" She knew that, because she was Muggle born, her parents would be in danger from Voldemort.

"I'm afraid it is. However, before you get too worried, they are perfectly fine," began McGonagall. "They are getting a divorce."

Hermione looked up at McGonagall, not really understanding what she had just said. "No they're not. They are perfectly happy."

"I'm sorry my dear, but it seems that your father had been seeing other people. He decided that he wanted to get married to his girlfriend. Your mother was all for the idea, she seems to have wanted to get away." McGonagall seemed to be genuinely sorry for Hermione's predicament. "I'm so sorry that this had to happen."

"Why…why didn't my parents tell me this?" Hermione stammered.

"They owled me yesterday. They said that they didn't know how to break the news to you. They wondered if I might tell you, and then they would follow up with an owl tomorrow. Now dear, I believe that you have two concerned gentlemen waiting for you in the Common Room. You might want to go let them know that you are not in any imminent danger." McGonagall said, trying to relieve some of the tension.

Hermione's lips turned upward in a slight grin as she stood to leave. "Thank you, Professor."

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"Hermione!" Ron and Harry stood up as soon as the portrait opened.

"What happened?" Ron questioned. Hermione spent the next five minutes explaining to them what McGonagall had told her. Then she had to spend another five minutes explaining to Ron what divorce was. Divorce wasn't common in the Wizarding world.

"I'm really sorry you guys, but I just want to go to bed." Hermione hugged Harry and gave Ron a gentle kiss on the lips. "Goodnight."

When Hermione got into her room she noticed that a letter was sitting on her four-poster bed. She quickly opened it.

Dear Hermione,

We're sorry that you had to hear about the divorce through one of you're teachers, but we weren't sure how to go about telling you. The divorce will be finalized in about two weeks. In November I am getting married. I am going to marry a woman named Lydia Craft. I've been seeing her off and on for about three years. Before you get all upset about my infidelity, just know that your mother also saw people off and on. It was a mutual agreement. We're just not happy with each other. We've been putting off getting a divorce so that you could be older and maybe understand our reasoning better. I'm sorry that you have to go through this, Hermione, but please try to understand.

Love,

Dad

Hermione sat down on her bed. Tears fell down her face. "How long has this been going on?" she wondered. Hermione had been living under the illusion that her parents were quite happy. Even though she was gone nine months out of the year, they always seemed to be in love. Just as she was about to lie down to go to sleep, an owl flew in. Hermione was beginning to rethink her decision to buy both of her parents an owl. She pulled the letter out of its beak and began to read:

Dearest Hermione,

Your father just informed me that he wrote a letter telling you about his wedding. I know that you had some warning about his wedding, so what I'm going to tell you may come as a shock. I'm getting married too. I was proposed to about three hours ago. My boyfriend of two years, Jonathan Snap, asked me to marry him. We are planning to have the wedding in March, and we would love it if you would be my maid of honor. Please think about it.

Love,

Mum

Hermione snorted. Her parents had just turned her life upside down and her mum wanted her to be the maid of honor. How ridiculous. Hermione didn't want to acknowledge the weddings just yet, let alone think about being part of them. At least she would have several months to decide. With that thought, Hermione lay down and closed her eyes. She fell asleep in her robes and thankfully, had no dreams.

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AN: Well, it's about a page longer, still not very long though. The chapters will be getting progressively longer though. I hope you liked this one! Please review! A big thanks to my two reviewers: KatzRKool and Futuremrsgrint1.

Thank you so much to my beta, Katie!