Hermione rolled out of bed and made a beeline for her clothes that were lying exactly where they had dropped them on the floor. She quickly dressed and then ran out of the bedroom and into the living room of Draco's Penthouse Flat.

"Why didn't you wake me?" she asked angrily.

"You looked so peaceful and I didn't have the heart to wake you," he replied.

"Yeah well it's midnight and Ron's going to be panicking."

Draco got up off the couch and quickly silenced her with a kiss.

"I guess I could stay a little longer," she exclaimed.

He nodded and pulled her down so she was sitting beside him on the leather couch. They sat in silence, the only sound was the ticking of a clock in another room and the faint hum of traffic in Muggle London.

"Draco?"

"Hmm," he replied.

Hermione tried to decide how she should word what she was about to say. After mulling over multiple ways she decided that winging it would be the best option.

"Why didn't you contact me in the last year?"

"Kris."

It was a simple answer but it explained a lot.

"Okay. Also I was talking to Rose today and she confessed something to me and it's been bothering me."

"Baby I know you love your kids but do we really have to talk about them now?"

Hermione looked over his head to the window. Just beyond she could see the rooftop of the next building and the snow landing on it. In the same building she could see rooms lit up and decorated for the holidays. She sighed, "Yes we do, because it involves your son."

"What has he done this time?"

Hermione abruptly stood up and walked over to the Christmas tree and started to fiddle with some of the ornaments.

"He slept with Rose…"

"Well she's a big girl and if I remember correctly you were 16 when we got together and she is 17."

"He slept with her and then ignored her the next day."

Trying to lighten the mood Draco said, "Well I'm sure it wasn't because she wasn't good enough, being your daughter she should have a lot of skills," he smirked at the last word.

"Funny I was going to say that she was better off without him seeing as he is your son and all."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh I don't know," she spun around and started to walk towards him, "Maybe I don't want her to be hurt anymore by him like you hurt me this past year."

"I thought you were over that?"

"I thought I was also, but I guess I'm not," she shrugged and then began to pace. Back and forth, back and forth she walked, stumbling once after her black high heel got caught in the thick carpet. Not being able to take it any longer he stood up and walked over to her. She stopped and stared at his chest, not trusting herself to look into his eyes without bursting into tears.

"I was going to save it for later but I guess now's a good time to tell you," he waited for her to look up at him, finally she raised her eyes and so he proceeded to explain to her why he had ignored her for the last 12 months.

"You divorced her?" Hermione repeated. She couldn't believe her ears, never in all their time together did Draco ever hint to her that he and Kris were considering a divorce.

"Yes."

"But why were you at the platform together then?"

"Scorpius didn't know and we decided that we would tell him today."

"How did he take it?"

"Surprisingly well."

"That's good. Did he by any chance mention Rose at all?"

"No."

"They forgot to use the contraception charm," Hermione said quickly.

"What?" he said not believing that his kid could be that stupid, "Is she…?"

"She doesn't know yet."

"Something was bothering him today, I could tell," Draco said.

"I suggest you talk to him because he could at least talk to her. He's being very cruel and it's breaking her heart."

"If you want me to talk to him, then I will. I don't know what good it will do though."

"Thank you," she wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug.

"No problem."

"I have to go now."

"Okay, I love you."

"Love you too," and with a pop she was gone.

He walked back to the couch and sat down and started to mull over everything she had just told him.

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Hermione crept up the stairs as quietly as she could. She noticed that her son's room was dark but her daughter's room was still lit up. Even through the door she could hear the sound of muffled sobs. Maybe she was cold hearted and uncaring but she didn't want to in their and listen to her daughter sob about having her heart broken, nobody had comforted her over the past year when she had her heart broken by Draco. Besides she had talked to Draco and he said he would do what he could with Scorpius. She moved on down the hallway to her doorway. Quietly she pushed open the door as to not wake Ron she silently walked into their bathroom. After washing up she changed into her night clothes and walked back into the bedroom. She pulled the covers back on her side of the bed and slid under them.

"You're later than I thought," Ron said.

"I thought you were asleep," Hermione said.

"Obviously I'm not."

"I can see that."

"What's wrong with Rose, she seems upset?" he asked her.

"Just a guy, I've already talked to her."

"Okay well what happened at work?"

"Just a screw up with those interns."

"It was bad enough that they had to call you in at night?"

"I'm tired Ron and I have a headache so if you wouldn't mind could we talk about this tomorrow morning?"

"I'm sure your tired after all that work you had to do," he said sarcastically.

Hermione sat up in bed and said, "What do you mean?"

"Hermione I know," Ron said patiently.

"You know what?" Hermione said trying to salvage her excuses.

"I know what you do every night when you say you got called into work. It's pretty obvious."

"How long have you known?" Hermione practically whispered.

"Quite awhile."

"Like?"

"Okay I've known for about 10 years."

"I'm so sorry," Hermione said.

"I don't think you are Hermione."

"Are you leaving me?"

"Do you want me to?"

"I have to be honest with you Ron…"

"Okay," he said nervously.

"I don't love you, I don't know if I ever actually did, but I can tell you that I don't want you out of my life because although I don't love you romantically I love you as a best friend."

"I understand and I know why you never told me…"

"I didn't want our friendship to end," she quickly said.

"I know and I promise you it won't."

"I'm glad."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

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a/n What I've decided to do is I won't promise to write another chapter because I have quite a few stories that I find I just get major writers block and just want it to end but I don't want to leave them hanging so I right a half done job of the ending. So this story each chapter will wrap everything up but if I get a lot of positive reviews and I have enough ideas to write more I will write another chapter. I hope that sounds okay to you. So what did you think of this chapter? Please review.