Why Doesn't Things Work Out Like The Movies?

Of Wine, Life and Affairs

A/n I do not own Harry Potter. I'm just messing up their lives

Hermione put the twins to bed. They look so innocent when they are sleeping, she thought sadly. Shame they have to be so evil and grumpy and moody when they're not...

She went into her room and got changed into people clothes. She pulled her hair back into a pony tail and washed off her make up.

As Harry would be arriving soon she pulled out a bottle of wine, sat on the sofa and waited.

Harry gazed in the full length mirror. His face was gaunt and unshaven. His hair reached his shoulders in a messy tumble. His ribs showed all down his chest. He had lost a lot of muscle tone as well. He didn't eat alot lately. Ginny was always the one to make him eat. He was always full of energy, playing with the kids, shopping, tidying. All so Ginny could write her book.

While he was minding the kids, she was off falling in love with Neville.

Then,she took Ted and Emily to America. And left him here, all alone in an empty house.

Hermione answered the door to Harry and they both walked inside. Harry slumped himself into his favourite chair and Hermione curled up on the couch. The bottle of wine was quickly consumed and another started and finished.

"Harry, did you know Ron was having an affair?"

"I didn't. I mean, I knew about you planning to leave Ron for Blaise soon, but not that he was having his own. I wonder who it could be?"

"Dunno. Its Ron. I always thought you were his one and only love. But then after 'The Incident', I haven't really spoken to him."

"Well, I am fucked now. Without Ron, I don't have the money for childcare. Without childcare, I can't go to work. If I can work, the twins and I don't eat. And then I can't sue poor Ronald's arse off."

"Yeah, I can see how that might be a problem. Well, I could help for a while. I'm not resuming Auror classes until September so until then you got a babysitter. If you pay me off course."

"Seriously?"

"Course. Including the fact I will be paid for this."

"Ok... I guess that works. When can you start?"

"Ermmmm... How does now work for you?"

"Great! Ok. Well, then I'm going to bed. See ya in the morning. Oh yeah, the couch folds out!"

Harry woke to the sounds of crying children. Hermione was rushing around in a suit, trying to stuff a piece of toast into her mouth almost whole.

"Harry get up out of that couch I need you to mind the twins! I gotta go!"

"I'm up! I'm up!" Harry dragged himself off the couch and down a cup of coffee. "So what do I do with the kids?"

"The normal. Get them dressed and feed them breakfast. Take them out for a walk. Be back by about 1pm. Then they want lunch. They go for a nap then. They'll be up at about 4 and then they need entertaining until 6 when they have dinner, but I should be home to cook dinner. Ok?"

"Yeah, sure. Bye 'Mione!"

Great, thought Harry, a whole day with 2 one year olds. This should be interesting.

Hermione apparated into work and walked up the stairs to her office. She loved her job, translating ancient potions for use in todays modern world. With her expertise in Ancient Runes, she was one of the best in her team. She wondered what would the house be like when she got home and shuddered. It might be best if she didn't think about that.