Chapter 13: Truth Unraveling

Hermione buried her face in Ron's shoulder. Her eyes leaking streams of tears.

"Ron I'm so sorry… I swear I didn't know" She muffled into Ron's now slightly damp shoulder.

Ron looked at her, he wiped a tear from under her eye. Hermione had been betrayed. She looked at Ron as he smiled lightly at her

"What's wrong? What didn't you know?" He asked her calmly. Ron had continued rubbing her cheek softly.

"I swear if I had known….I wouldn't have…" Hermione burst into tears again. He wrapped his arms around her waist. Hermione looked up at him finally able to control herself she tried to tell her story…

FLASHBACK

Hermione sat up and looked at Ron who had fallen fast, and dead asleep. She smiled sweetly at him and thought He's so cute when he's sleeping. Hermione picked up her purse and swung it over her shoulder. Digging into her pocket she gabbed a handful of Floo Powder out of the baggie she always carried with her. He walked up to the fire and looked back at Ron.

"I'll figure this out… I promise" She whispered. Hermione smiled and stepped into the fireplace.

"Hogwarts: Hotel Room 53" She threw the Floo powder on the ground and in a burst of flames, she disappeared to Room 53 of the Hogwarts Hotel.

Looking around the Hogwarts Hotel room she smiled. Everything was as she had left it. Neat and Tidy. Hermione smiled and picked up her already packed bags. She didn't like unloading everything at once. She always unpacked as she needed and repacked after she was done. Smirking lightly Hermione grabbed the key that she only used once and walked out the door of her Room. She continued down the hall of the Hotel. The walls were lined with portraits and pictures of old wizards and witches. Hermione payed no attention to them she just walked out to the Lobby threw her key on the desk and asked politely.

"May I use your fire palce?...Floo Network"

"Why yes, ma'am you may. It's open to all customers"

Hermione smiled at the young clerk and nodded a simple "Thank you" Again with the Floo Network Hermione stepped into the Fireplace Bags in hand. Hermione grabbed a handful of Floo Powder…

"439 Cricket Way…" She yelled, throwing a handful of Floo Powder on the floor of the Fireplace.

Hermione stepped out of the fireplace covered in ash and soot. Letting out a small sigh, she dusted her self off, bits of dust landing everywhere. Rolling her eyes lightly Hermione looked around her house. It was a sty. Figures, That's what I get for leaving Viktor here alone. As if he could read her thoughts Krum came running in. He swept her up in his arms and spun around slowly.

"Vat are ewe doing 'ere" He asked her not the least bit concerned in the answer to the question he had just asked. Hermione let out a small giggle and looked at him. He hadn't changed a bit. He had the same dark hair, same thick accent. Hermione's smile faded slowly off her face. She knew she had to ask him, and tell him what was on her mind. She looked at the ground and let out another small sigh.

"Viktor? Do You Love Me?"

"Vie of course I love ewe…"he replied with a smile. Hermione smiled and nodded.

"Okay, why don't you go clean yourself up and I'll tidy up down here then we'll go out for dinner."

Viktor nodded and kissed Hermione on the cheek, He then made his way up the stairs.

Hermione placed her hands on her hips and looked around. She was going to clean…Muggle style. Hermione took a seat on the floor and began to make piles.

Two Hours went by, Hermione stood at the doorway and looked around at her nearly finished work. She had one last stack of papers to go through. She smiled and took a seat next to the table. She picked up the stack of nearly welded together papers. Eyeing it curiously, Hermione shrugged. Prying the papers apart she saw that they were not papers, But letters. To: Ron From: Hermione; To: Hermione, From: Harry; To: Hermione, From: Draco and Pansy (wedding invite)… Hermione was a little taken back by all the letters. Not just ones sent to her… but ones sent BY her.

"Harry, Ron, Ginny, Ron, Justin, Ron, Ron, Neville, Harry RON!...So he DID write me??...and I called him a--"

Hermione's temper began to rise. Why did he do this too me? Why did Viktor do this too me? Again as if he could read her thoughts, Viktor appeared. Hermione looked up as he galloped down the stairs. Her eyes welled up with tears, that soon fell down her cheeks. Viktor stared at her. He looked from her hand to her face, then back to her hand.

"Why?" was the only word able to escape her lips.

Viktor pursed his lips and punched the wall. His temper was rising.

"Cause I vanted ewe vor meself… no vone else con alve ewe… your mine" Viktor grabbed Hermione by the shoulders and shoved her against the wall. She had hit her head on the wall. But her fingers were still scrambling for her wand. Getting a firm grip on her wand, Hermione pointed it at his stomach

"Petrificus Totalus!" she screemed. Viktor's arms came slapping to his sides and he fell on the gournd. Hermione fell to her feet and clutched her arm. She gasped for air and shook her head.

"I'm NO BODY'S property!" Hermione slipped her ring off and threw it on the floor nest to Viktor.

Hermione stormed to the fire place. Relizing she was very dependent on the Floo network she thought this wasn't the time for rash behavior. She grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and threw it into the empty fire grate. "Hogwarts, Gryffindor common room." She shouted into the emerald green fire.

She went to a corner of the common room and sat there and cried for all she was worth for the next five minutes. How could he do that to me? I thought he loved me! Was all that kept running through her mind. She had started to calm down a little bit, and not cry so hard, when she heard some one come in through the portrait hole. She didn't quite stop crying, but she made it softer. She didn't want the person to know she was sitting in a corner crying, and she also didn't really want to know who it was either. She listened as the footsteps made their way toward the boys' stair case, but then they stopped. She held her breath, please don't notice me, please don't notice me, she thought to her self. She heard the footsteps get closer and closer. Then she saw the feet stop in front of her. They were kind of big and looked a little like Ron's. "Hermione? What's wrong?" she heard Ron's voice asking her.

Back To Present Time

"So that is what happened. I am so sorry Ron. I had no Idea that he was taking all the letters…." Hermione's voice trailed off. She looked up at Ron. She could tell he was mad, but all the same he looked at her in the same kind way he always had, the way Viktor only had when they first met while she was still in her fourth year.

"It's okay Hermione, I know that it wasn't your fault and I blame you in no way. Krum, he is the one that needs to pay for what he did. He lied to you. He had no right to do that. He needs to pay for what he has done." Ron got a far off look on his face as if he was planning something.

Hermione loked back at Ron. He still had a somewhat far off look in his eyes. Smirking for the first tim in a few days, Hermione snapped her fingers in front of his face.

"Earth to Ron…Come In Ron… What have you been doing??" She asked him. Ron chuckled lightly and shook his head.

"I've been trying to find out what Ginny and Harry are hiding… But no luck…" Ron sighed and looked at Hermione. Hermione just smiled a little. He mind was still transfixed on the treachery she had just experienced.

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Authors note-

Many thanks to Megh-o on this one. She basiclally wrote it, (I was too busy doing my hair for a concert)

So….Thank you Thank You Thank You!!! –snickers-