Authors Note : Sorry for yhe delay guys but it's festive season in India and had been very busy with studies and Diwali. So here is the next chapter. I was hoping not to bash any character and give logical reasoning for pairing to fail. Hope it goes right

CHAPTER 2

I groaned as rays of light hit my eyes. There was chirping sound of birds confirming to my horror that it was indeed morning. I didn't want to get up because this was the best and most peaceful sleep i had in many months. But while i was thinking of not admitting that it was morning and trying sleep again my overactive mind picked up something, i was not alone on my bed which strangely enough does not feel like my bed either.

War against voldemort had toughened all of us but there were still some deatheaters who managed to escape. And silent attacks were not ruled out so when i was unable to locate my wand on table beside the bed (which was different in case you have not figured it out) i decided on only sensible thing a war hero like me would do.

I screamed bloody murder , picked up the lamp on table and began bashing whoever was under the cover. Quite proud of myself for not being afraid even a little, i kept up my assault, ignoring the familiar voice calling my name.

Wait did i say familiar, cursing myself for being so rash i stopped banging the lamp on the crumpled mass under the cover.

There was red hair peeking from under the covers taunting me with obvious answer. It all came rushing to me. Earrings to avoid nightmares gifted by harry, meeting Mrs. Potter and her offer to show me future, well not exactly future only possibility of future , and finally RON.

I bashed his head again hoping he would get amnesia and would forget about me hitting him. Alas no such luck, Ron being physically stronger than me flipped me and pinned me down with my hands above my head.

"What the hell Hermione, have you lost it? Why are you hitting me like that." Ron asked little annoyed.

I was looking around trying to find reason to believe in existence of god and hoping there will be miracle and i will still be alive after Ron was done with me. But when I looked at him feeling a bit scared, his expression softened and he asked "Did you have another nightmare?"

I grabbed the opportunity to gain sympathy and nodded. He released me and gathered me in his arms. I immediately calmed down ,Ron's familiar scent soothing me. After a while he released me and went to closet saying something about preparing for the day and went out of the door. I was a little disappointed at his lack of attention, but then again Ron was never the one with words and display of affection.

After Ron was gone i took my time to analyze the situation. I frowned when it was clear that we were at burrow. If i have to guess the timeline, we were maybe thirty two or something then why were we at Weasely home. Shouldn't we be at our own apartment. I thought to gather more information and observed that there seemed to be more of our stuff here confirming my previous thoughts that we actually lived here.

For the love of merlin I could not figure it out. I looked around room it was covered in various chudely cannon merchandise but in the corner there was also a book case overflowing with books. I smiled at that , appreciating it. There were many pictures with me and Ron in it. Interestingly there wasn't any pictures of harry. Harry was missing from even our wedding photo. Something was not right and i was determined to find out. While I was lost in my thoughts Ron returned and took me in arms from behind and kissed me on cheek

"I have to go early today. George said he needed more help in shop, it is hogsmede weekend at Hogwarts. Will you be alright?" Ron asked and i nodded in reply. He was out of the door before i could ask anything.

This bothered me very much Ron was not even a little bit concerned that from the moment we woke up I haven't said a single word. People always said we fought like old married couple but that was because we had our different opinions. That was one of the things I liked about Ron he always used to make his opinion known even when there was a possibility of him being wrong , it was the fact that he was willing to fight for the things he believed in. But now he was almost silent , I felt like there was some tension between us, and I wanted to know the cause of it.

I quickly took care of my business and went down to the kitchen where I was greeted by the familiar sight of Mrs. Weasely preparing breakfast. After saying good morning Mrs. Weasely gave me my breakfast.

" Did Ron ate breakfast ?" I asked trying to get rid of uncomfortable silence and to figure the situation out.

"No dear, he said he will eat with George." Molly replied. From her face I could tell she wanted to say something but stopped herself . so I asked "is there something you wanted to say Molly?"

" I heard you and Ron yelling at each other last night. Is everything all right" she asked.

Oh ,so that's why he was so quite. We had a fight. But what about? Should not be any major if we were sleeping on same bed. So I answered accordingly " Nothing too serious just a minor disagreement on something. I hope we did not disturbed you."

" No, not at all dear. I was just wondering." She sighed . there was this sadness in her eyes similar to when Harry told her that Ginny and him are not getting back together. I was confused has anything dreadful happened. Before I could open my mouth she started talking again "Hermione, people say that a mother can not love one of her child less than another but I want to realize that Ron is my most precious son. Before Ginny born , Ron was the baby of the house. Me and his father loved him even more than our first. Because of troubles twins came with Ron was relatively good boy so he pampered him in every way we could afford." Here she stopped to take breath with a wistful look in her eyes no doubt remembering fond moments of Ron's childhood .

"But then Ginny came , and we did the mistake every parent does with arrival of second child, we ignored the jealousy he felt towards new baby. We gave more attention to girl we always wanted . My other children knew our poor condition and strived to become better but for Ron we gave him most of the things and he didn't even had to work . By the time he was ready to go Hogwarts ,damage was done and we didn't get much time with him to correct our mistakes."

"Over the time Ron became friend to you, and I always wonder what would have happened had you not accepted to help him even with his attitude. I always knew if anyone can change Ron to be a better man it would be you. And I just want to tell you that even with all his faults, Ron really loves you, and always will." With that Molly left the kitchen and tears running through her eyes.

I was both enlightened and confused. Enlightened because that explained lot of wrong moves Ron made. Like triawizard tournament he thought if he could enter it he would gain his parents approval and respect of his siblings. And when Harry got in, twins made a show of how proud they were of harry. Which fueled his anger. My reluctance to accompany him to yuleball and on horcrux hunt was considered as rejection and abandonment . Yes I could not make excuses for his behavior but someone has to tell him how wrong it was to behave that way and make him face his fears. And I was just the girl…um.. women.

I was curious to know why Molly seemed to tell me all this. Was our fighting that serious. Was there anything I had to worry about. Then I remembered that Mrs. Potter told me to find my answers in ' Hogwarts a history'. so I darted to my room and towards the book case. There in between many books was THE BOOK. It seemed to be first edition and I was excited but quickly disappointed when I opened it. It was blank, BLANK. How can this book be blank , it was supposed to give me information about this dream.

Then I remembered Tom Riddle's diary from second year. Harry had told me how it answered questions when you wrote in it. So I picked up quill and wrote my name

Hermione Granger

I waited for few minutes but nothing happened. Maybe it doesn't work that way. Or maybe….

Hermione Granger-Weasely

And after a few seconds words were visible on pages. But it was just basic information like we dated for five years before getting married at twenty four. Ron worked with George at his shop and I was in department of magical creature relations in ministry. It was department Minister Shacklebolt created after he knew the part played by elves, werewolves and centaurs in war.

There was also mention of period Ron worked as Auror and keeper for Chudely Cannons but only brief. For some reason it only stated mine and Ron's information, like book was taunting me and saying go find for yourself if you want anything more.

So I decided to get ready and head off to work maybe I will see Harry… AND my other friends there

To be continued