That was when Hermione stopped being good.

She wasn't going to be Ron's sweet little dumpy wife. She started working out again. Stopped wearing sweats even around the house. She told Ron she needed space and she took it, moving out was hard to explain to him.

"Mione, what did I do wrong?"

"Ron, its not you, we're still together. I just realized I'd never had my own place. And I think its important for me to experience that."

"But you could use the guest room as an office" Ron offered desperately. It had been one of their earliest fights. Hermione has always wanted the home office. But Ron had stubbornly insisted.

"What ever will your mother think?" Hermione asked. "That we share a bedroom" That had been Ron's reason.

"Ginny told me that she's known for ages." Ron said sheepishly.

"I told you that Ron!" Hermione sighed. "Look I just need some time to figure things out."

After the war Hermione had clung to a fledgling relationship to Ron as the only stable thing in her life. She'd moved into his apartment from her parents now empty and deserted house. She didn't have the gall to sell it yet she had left everything the same. It was a shrine to her father and mother. She had gripped Ron's hand during the funeral. And that was the first time the slept together, it hadn't been her first time, nor his. But they had been desperate. Their appearances together with Harry and Ginny had made the Wizarding world more comfortable.

But now the war was over, and Hermione was stuck in a job she honestly hated. Ron was eager to get married. But Hermione didn't even know what She wanted to do. And he hadn't proposed any how.

"The lease is only for three months."

"But" Ron sighed.

"If we can't deal with three months apart Ron, then we shouldn't-"

"Okay!" Ron said "I just don't know how I'll deal with you not being here."

"Order a lot of take out" Hermione laughed suggesting.

"Mione" Ron said leaning in to kiss her "I'll miss you"

"Call my mobile" She smiled laughing "I'm only on the other side of London"

She kissed him lightly and walked out, her belongings in a bag by her side. She left the heavy anti-apperition wards around Ron's flat. She halfheartedly wondered as she apperated to her apartment. Draco was standing in front of it.

"Oh God, why are you here?" Hermione asked looking him over. He wasn't in semi casual work clothes, or in his school uniform. Neither was She, Hermione realized. "I just left Ron."

"For good Granger?"

"Oh no! I just left, our place."

"I just came to give you the keys to this one" Draco laughed. "It was my Father's."

"Oh god. I totally forgot" Hermione laughed. "Thanks for letting me borrow it."

"Well its better then it sitting here unused." Draco nodded crisply. "Danm, get in the house" he said noticing a papparazi person standing near them. "I think someone followed me." He cursed.

Hermione took the key from him and dashed into the apartment after him. She laughed. "god I hope they didn't get any pictures of us."

"So Granger, why do you need this place?"

"Oh come on" Hermione laughed.

"Hey, I'm letting you use it."

The two had started talking at work, and Draco had mentioned he had an apartment he was trying to rent out. Hermione had jumped at it.

"Me and Ron are just... Becoming an old married couple." Hermione sighed "And I just need some time to relax and be myself. I need to find out who that is." She said. "Did you know I haven't read a whole book in a week and a half?" She asked.

"God Granger, not reading. What ever will the public think?"

"I don't care" She smiled. "I don't care what they think because I am going to take three months. And then who knows what!" She laughed spinning around in the vestibule.

"Granger, you are positively giddy." Draco said laughing.

She walked into the main room of the apartment "Oh god" She said looking around, it was amazing, books everywhere, slightly inappropriate statues as well. "What did your father use this for?"

"Meeting his mistresses." Draco said. "I've cleaned out most of the stuff. But its good property and plently of space."

Hermione nodded and they stood staring at each other. Draco made the first move, towards the door.

"You want some tea?" Hermione asked him.

"Tea?" Draco asked, almost unnerved by the question.

Hermione moved towards the kitchen she could see from the corner of her eyes. "Yes, tea" She said much more confidently.

"Granger, lets not pretend" He said softly looking at her as he followed her to the kitchen.

"What are we not pretending?" Hermione asked as she put some tea on to boil.

Draco leaned in, pressing her against the sink gently as he cupped her face and kissed her.

Author's notes: Look! Development!