A/N: Thank you to HAFTKAKHALEB, connieewing, tamara72, froggy104, TiffanyM, gossipgirl101, Amy.Lee.rox and Pdizzy13 for reviewing on the last chapter.
For Those Who HATE Willow...you'll hate her even more after this chapter.
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Three hours earlier…
Willow apparated away from the Burrow after finishing her oyster dinner and strawberry pudding, into the street of Hogsmeade and started to make her way up the quieter street and to his house. Two weeks ago she had started planning this when she had owled him for a job as herself and Ronald were coming back to England.
Two weeks ago…Willow sat in a chair looking at an issue of the Daily Prophet from England what Ronald had recently reordered again. She was looking in the job section and saw one for an Auror; there was also a picture of the head Auror working at the Ministry of Magic on it.
"Wow he's a dish." She said, staring deeply at the picture. The man was tall, with black hair and dark brown eyes. There was a name below the picture Michael Shore that sounds so much better than Ronald Weasley, she thought a small smile playing on her lips.
While Ronald was at work at the moment, Willow used her owl Precious to send an owl to Michael Shore, she wrote on a piece of parchment.
'To Mr M Shore, I saw in the issue of the Daily Prophet that you are seeking an Auror. Well I'm fully trained in not just combat but making men's wildest fascinations come true. I'm currently in Canada at the moment but I'm coming to England in two weeks, I hope you can see me then. Willow Pince.'
She sent it feeling wonderful inside, she had cheated on all her boyfriends in the past but felt even better knowing she was going to cheat on her fiancé. Later that day Ronald had come home with a bunch of letters and started to sort them through on the coffee table.
"What are you sorting through, hun?" Willow asked.
"My Bringott's account I'm just checking how much money I have for our wedding planning," Said Ronald. Willow looked over his shoulder and saw something that made her heart throb, the amount of money in his account.
"Surely you can't have got all that money from your work?" Willow asked.
"What oh no I um actually before I met you won the Wizard lotto twice, got seventy five thousand gallons on the first then eight one hundred gallons on the next go. Pretty lucky wasn't I but yeah I think we'll have enough for our wedding." Said Ronald.
"Why didn't you buy a bigger house with it instead of your small apartment?" Willow asked Ronald chuckled.
"I like my apartment, I've gotten used to it and um I wanted to save some for the future when were together and we can start a family." Said Ronald smiling at her.
"A f-family?" Asked Willow weakly and feeling queasy.
"Yeah you know children, I've always wanted to be a father and I almost was one, I was really looking forward to it. But we won't have a family right away we can leave it for a while." Said Ronald, Willow nodded and falsely smiled.
"I'll go make us some cool drinks alright." Said Willow. She left into the kitchen, no way was she ever going to have a child, they were troublemakers and being pregnant would ruin her physique. But she wanted that money, but not with Ron she wanted it on her own. She could buy so many things with it all…not unless I do marry him and then kill him. No I couldn't murder an innocent man… but I could get someone to do it for me.
A few days past and Willow had got her reply she tore the letter open and quickly read.
'Dear Miss Pince, I except your offer to fulfil my fantasies, owl me when you have arrived at England and we'll meet at my house in Hogsmeade and 'talk' I might even give you the job. I look forward to your owl, Michael Shore.'
Yes!
Present time…Willow knocked on Michael's door, which she had been to earlier and they 'met' with each other. He answered it immediately, without words he let her into his home and into his lounge.
"Wanna drink?" He asked gruffly as Willow sat in an armchair.
"No thank you, so have you thought about it?" Willow asked. Michael nodded and sat down also.
"Yeah I'll do it," He said. Willow smiled and reached into her pocket pulling out a bag of gallons.
"We'll split Ronald's money ninety five, five." Said Willow.
"That's seems pretty generous." Said Michael smiling.
"The five to you," Said Willow.
"No way, twenty to you, eighty to me." Said Michael.
"Fifty, fifty?" Asked Willow, knowing it'll end that way anyway.
"Done," Said Michael, Willow handed him the gallons and he counted them. "Looking forward to starting your job after your honeymoon?" He asked.
"The job yes, the honeymoon not so much." Said Willow Michael chuckled.
"Am I better?" He asked.
"Better and bigger." Said Willow smiling. They spent some time with each other again, until it was half eleven. Willow walked around the room collecting her discarded clothes while Michael lay happily in bed. When Willow had put on all her pieces of clothing she walked to the door and looked back at Michael.
"After the honeymoon...," She said Michael looked at her.
"...I'll kill your husband and we'll take the money." Said Michael. Smiling Willow apparated back to her bedroom at the Burrow and went to bed, smirking.
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