Disclaimer: I don't own the characters! The lovely JK Rowling has that privilege.
A/N: Warning!! Warning!! This is not a nice drabble. No fluff here, only heartache and angst. Read at your own risk!
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Deception
"Severus, I'll be back later," she called from the doorway to his lab.
"Where are you going, my dear? And when will you be home?"
"Oh, just out with Ginny. She's having problems with Harry again." She waved goodbye not even bothering to give him a kiss.
He watched her leave and put a stasis spell on the potion he was brewing. It was the fifth time this month she'd supposedly gone to console Ginny and this particular excuse was wearing thin. Slipping the disillusionment potion from his pocket, he downed it quickly and took off to follow his wife.
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He caught up with her just as she Apparated and tracked her to a run-down part of London.
His Hermione was standing in a grimy alley, her lying hands entwined in long blond hair and dishonest lips devouring someone else's mouth. Her lover's hands were on her wicked hips, grinding them roughly into his own.
Listening to their desperate moans he was paralyzed by the deceit of his wife and best friend.
He watched as they continued to molest each other, seemingly not able to get enough.
Sickened, he closed his eyes. His life would never be the same again.