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The next couple of weeks passed by quickly. Hermione and Ron had finally settled into some sort of normal routine. Ron had started back to work at the Auror Department with training and office work. The children were completely adjusted. They hardly ever mentioned Viktor and were thrilled to spend time with their father. Hermione was swamped at work with her usual cases but she was also consulting on the Ferguson trial. For obvious reasons she had withheld this information from Ron. She knew he wouldn't want her anywhere near this case but she felt it was something she had to do.

Today was the team's first day questioning Jack Ferguson and Hermione had talked her way into being allowed to attend the deposition. She was now sitting very nervously behind her boss Mr. Thomas. This was the first time she would be seeing Ferguson since his arrest. She had seen him from time to time in the past but she had never been formally introduced.

He was led into the room by two guards from Azkaban. He was seated in front of the Inquisitorial board. The guards stood at attention on either side of the prisoner. Lenora Lemming, one of Hermione's co-workers, stood up and began to read the charges.

"Jack Matthew Ferguson you are charged with attempted murder, assault, and accomplice to kidnapping. You are also charged as a spy and conspiring against the Ministry of Magic. Do you understand these charges made against you?"

Jack Ferguson lifted his cold grey eyes to stare at Lenora. "Yes," he answered nonchalantly.

Hermione took in his unkempt appearance. His dark hair was dirty and matted. He seemed to not have a care in world. He certainly wasn't showing any signs of remorse. She could feel the anger begin to rise in her and she reminded herself to keep her temper in check.

Ferguson slowly moved his eyes over the six members of the board. He smirked as he straightened his robes.

Mr. Thomas cleared his throat. "Mr. Ferguson do you deny any of these charges made against you?"

Ferguson stared at him. "Of course I do. Weasley's a liar. I had nothing to do with his capture and detainment."

Hermione wanted to slap the smug look from his face. "Can I ask you Mr. Ferguson what Mr. Weasley could possibly gain by accusing you of something you didn't do?"

His eyes now fell on her and she knew that he was seeing her for the first time. He actually looked shocked for a split second and then it was gone. "Who do we have here? The high and mighty Mrs. Weasley. You should know that your husband couldn't stand the fact that someone else was out performing him. He wanted me out of the department so he could be the shining star. I was stealing too much of his glory." He stared at her. "Then he got himself captured and now you all want to blame it on me so you can protect his reputation of being the hero." He stared at Hermione now in a way that made her very uncomfortable. "Do you ever ask yourself, Mrs. Weasley, why it took him three years to get back to you? Maybe he was happy to be away from you. Maybe he had regretted being a blood traitor."

Mr. Thomas interrupted him. "That is enough Mr. Ferguson. We are asking the questions and you will refrain from conversation of any kind with this board. Do you understand?"

Hermione was slightly shaken. She didn't like Ferguson's tone nor the way he had stared at her. She felt very uncomfortable and for the first time was questioning her decision to come here today.

Ron entered Hermione's office and was shocked to find her missing. She had told him that morning that she had a ton of paperwork to catch up on. He was sure he would find her at her desk. As he turned to walk out he saw Ned, her partner, walk by. He rushed out after him.

"Ned?"

Ned turned around and then smiled, "Mr. Weasley," he shook Ron's hand, "it's so nice to see you again, Sir."

Ron nodded. "You too. Do you happen to know where I might find Hermione?"

"I guess she's still in the Ferguson session." He glanced at his watch. "I thought they would be finished by now but it must be running long."

Ron was confused. "She's on the Ferguson case?"

Now it was Ned's turn to look confused. "She's consulting on it. Didn't she tell you?"

Ron tried to pretend he wasn't bothered. "She must have forgotten." Inside he was furious with her. What was she thinking?

Ned smiled. "She's a busy woman."

"Yeah she is. Thanks for the information and I'll see you around." Ron shook his hand again and headed back to Hermione's office where he made himself comfortable at her desk.

Fifteen minutes later Hermione walked in shutting the door behind her. She was reading a file and jumped when she looked up and saw Ron sitting in her chair. "Ron, you scared me."

He smiled at her. "I thought we could go home together."

She rushed around the desk throwing the files she had been holding down. She stood between his legs bending over to kiss him. "Can you give me five minutes? I have to sign a couple of briefs and turn them in." She smiled down at him.

He placed his hands on her hips. "Hermione, I don't want you consulting on the Ferguson case."

She sighed and rested her bottom back against the edge of the desk. "How did you find out?"

"Ned let it slip. He thought I already knew."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ned and his big mouth."

"I like Ned. He's a good man." He rested his hands on either side of her. "I'm serious Hermione. He's dangerous and he has it out for me at the moment. I don't want you anywhere near him."

She stared down at him as she ran her hands through his hair. It was still damp from the shower he had taken after training. "Ron I need to feel a part of this case. I want to make sure no one screws up and lets him off on some technicality or something."

Ron shook his head. "Don't you understand what a slime bucket this guy is? He wouldn't hesitate to use you or the children against me. I want you off this case."

She nodded silently and then whispered, "Alright."

He looked at her suspiciously. "That was easy, too easy. Why are you giving in so quickly?"

She leaned forward to kiss him again. "I don't want you to worry. I would never do anything to risk the children's safety. I'll back off."

He moved his hands to her waist. "You know I always had a fantasy of fucking you while we were at school. I loved you in your uniform. I use to think about doing it on a desk in the Potions classroom." He smiled at her as he lifted her up onto the desk. "This is a close second."

She gasped. "Ron, someone could walk in."

He took his wand out of his robe pocket and muttered, "Colloportus" and "Muffliato." He put his wand away. "That should do the trick."

"This is so inappropriate." She was blushing.

He stood up unclasping her robe and pushing it aside. "Yeah it's also bloody sexy." He kissed her as he pushed her skirt up and pulled her panties off. He quickly unbuckled and unzipped his pants. He pushed both hands under her knees and pulled her to the edge of the desk. He entered her in one deep thrust. As he began to move he kissed her.

"You are so fucking beautiful." He kissed her neck.

She wrapped her arms around him. "I love you so much."

He pushed inside of her a few more times before releasing himself. He kissed her one last time collapsing in her chair. "Fucking hell Hermione. That was great."

She got off the desk pulling her skirt down. She smiled coyly at him. "So happy to be of service Mr. Weasley." She bent over right in front of him to pick up her underwear.

Ron smacked her bottom lightly. "Behave yourself Mrs. Weasley or you might find yourself back up on that desk."

She kissed him and smiling entered the bathroom to freshen up.

Ron realized for the first time in over three years he was happy, almost blissfully so. He waved his wand and removed the Charms he had placed on the door. Standing up he tucked in his shirt and zipped his pants. There was a knock on Hermione's door. He shouted, "Come in," as he stepped around her desk he looked up and saw Viktor Krum walking in.

Viktor stopped at the sight of Ron. "Oh," he said.

Ron placed his hands on his hips. "Krum."

Viktor gave a nod of his head. "Ned told me Hermione vas here."

"She is. She's just in the bathroom freshening up." He made sure Viktor noticed him buckle his belt. "Is there something you needed?"

He held up a roll of parchment he was holding. "I vas hoping she vould look over my new Seeker's contract."

Ron closed the gap between himself and Viktor. "Listen to me Krum, Hermione's not available to help you out anymore. Do you understand? She's married to me and we are very much together. Have Whitley or one of the other guys look over your fucking contracts from now on. Got it?"

Viktor took a deep breath. "I think that Hermione vould be very upset to hear that you are deciding who she can or can not help. I'll talk to her tomorrow."

Ron pushed a finger into his chest. "I'm telling you to stay away from my wife. If you don't I'll make your life a living hell. You have no idea what I can do." Ron glared at him. "That goes for my children as well."

"Vhat are you afraid of Veasley? Are you scared that if she sees me she'll realize she's vith the vrong man?"

Ron was about to respond when Hermione stepped out of the bathroom tucking in her blouse. She saw her husband and Viktor nearly nose to nose. "Hello Viktor."

Ron took a step back. Viktor gave him a pointed look and then approached Hermione. "I have Bonovitch's contract. I vas hoping you'd have time to look it over."

She nodded taking the parchment from his grasp. "I'll do it tomorrow."

He smiled. "Thank you. Ve need to get the children to a match one night. Let me know vhat vorks, for all you, of course."

Hermione smiled. "They would love it. I'll send these to you tomorrow."

He glanced at Ron and then turned back to her. "No bother. I'll be here in the afternoon. I'll pick it up myself."

Hermione walked him to the door. "Perfect."

He kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you." He turned to Ron. "Veasley." He left the office looking very pleased with himself.

Hermione walked back to her desk and picked up her quill signing some papers. She blew lightly on the wet ink to dry it quickly. "I just need to drop these off with Tim and we can go get the children."

Ron crossed his arms. "Hermione I don't like Viktor hanging around you."

She walked over to him and placed a kiss on his lips. "Ron, I'm looking over a contract for him. You can't object to that." She took his hand and they left the office together.

A week later found Hermione in a deep state of melancholy. Ron had taken Rose and Hugo out for breakfast so she could catch up on some work. They weren't out of the house fifteen minutes before she was upstairs in the bathroom taking a Muggle pregnancy test. She didn't really need to bother with one she knew she was pregnant. They had made love at least a dozen times and she knew it only took one with Ron. She was only taking the test to confirm what she already knew.

It was positive no surprise there. Now she couldn't deny the truth it was there in the two little pink lines. They were going to have another baby. A baby she didn't even want. She was happy with Rose and Hugo. Their family felt complete. She wondered when she had started to sacrifice herself for everyone else? The children and Ron superseded all of her own wants and needs. Why hadn't she put her foot down on the whole baby thing? Lately what Ron wanted Ron got.

As she sat herself at her desk she tried to concentrate and couldn't. She saw the Ferguson file sticking out of the bottom of her pile of briefs. She pulled it free and opened it up. She wanted to consult on this case. No she needed to consult on this case and she told Ron she wouldn't because that was what he wanted. She decided she was going to consult on it. Ron didn't need to know. She was going to do something that she wanted to do for a change.