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Hermione didn't know what to do. She was on the verge of a break down. Her own son didn't even believe that she loved him. Grant it he was totally pissed but, she knew from personal experience that his true thoughts about everything and everyone came out when he was drunk.
"Hermione?" Harry asked softy seeing that his best friend was on the verge of a break down.
"He's gone. He doesn't love me anymore." Hermione kept repeating in a soft and pleading tone.
"Hermione, that was just the beer talking." Ron said trying to be helpful
"No it wasn't. It wasn't. He meant every word of it and now, he hates me. And he won't ever come back home." Hermione was sobbing hysterically into Mrs. Weasleys shirt. Molly just rubbed Hermione's back whispering comforting nothings to the woman who had become a second daughter to her.
"Hermione, he was just angry. He'll be sober in the morning and then he'll realize that what he said was hurtful." Harry was now helping Molly try and get Hermione on the couch.
"If we're lucky that he'll even see him in the morning. Or at all. And I know that he meant every word. He always means whatever he says." Hermione broke down again.
"Why don't you just call the boys' father and have him help talk some sense into him." Fred suggested while his twin and a couple of the other men agreed silently.
"No!" Hermione shouted making everyone jump "Absolutely not. I wasn't lying when I told Skylar about him." Hermione sobbed
"Hermione, sweetheart, should we call your boyfriend to see if he can help find Skylar?" Hermione nodded silently and dialed the number but she handed the phone to Harry. She was too distraught to even try and get a full sentence out now. The phone rang and rang until someone answered it.
"Hey Baby!" a strong, gruff Scottish voice answered
"Umm." Harry said unintelligently
"Hermione? Who is that?" The man asked a little worriedly
"Sorry, this is Hermione friend and we were wondering if you could come here now because there has been a situation that needs handling." Harry didn't even know what to say.
"Yeah I'll be right over where are you?" there was a rustling sound on the other line, and Harry assumed that the man must be getting a bag together.
"One moment please." Harry said in a hurried tone. He looked over at Hermione. "Is he a muggle or what?" he asked in a whisper
"He's- sob- a wiz-sob-ard." He tried her best to get out a full sentence without crying but failed miserably.
"We're at the burrow."
"Thanks mate. Really appreciate it." Then the man hung up.
"He should be here in a minute 'Mione." Harry said returning the phone to his best friend and giving her a hug in the process.
"Thanks-sniff- Harry." Hermione replied
They all sat there quiet for a moment until they heard the familiar sound of apparation at by the front door and then someone banging on the front door.
"Coming." Sirius replied seeing as he was closest to the door. Sirius opened the door to find a tall, thin, muscly man at the front door.
"Hello. Is Hermione here?" he asked in a tone that even made Sirius not want to mess with this guy.
"Yeah, she's in the living room. Follow me." Sirius replied turning in the direction of the living room. "So you Hermione's boyfriend?"
"Yes sir." The man replied
The two men walked to the living room and the man ran to Hermione when he saw her.
"Hermione!" He said picking her up and giving her a fierce hug.
"Oliver!" Hermione said letting the rest of the tears that she had been holding back go.
"I missed you." He said planting a kiss on the crown of her head.
"I missed you too." Hermione replied crying even harder than she was before.
"Don't worry, we'll get everything all straighten out. Don't worry love, I'll take care of everything.
A/N: Well what a touching ending to this chapter. Hope you guys enjoyed it. Remember R&R.
-isnape24