Hermione was just finishing up the last of her paperwork when the flames in the fireplace turned from orange to emerald and Rose stepped out.
"Hello darling," Hermione said, "How are you feeling?"
"Better, uh Mom?"
"What?"
"Would you mind if I cancelled tonight, some friends invited me over for the night?"
"No not at all, go have some fun."
"Thanks, bye," with that she turned around and threw some Floo Powder into the flames and disappeared.
Hermione turned back to her desk and sighed, she thought she was done all of her work but underneath a rather large book she found another stack of files. She stole a quick glance at her wristwatch and saw that it was nearing 5 o'clock, she had been sitting behind this desk for almost twelve hours. Her hands felt their way to her bottom desk drawer and pulled out a new bottle of ink and a quill and then she opened the files and started to read through them as fast as she could, she was exhausted.
She had finished reading everything and was just opening the bottle of ink to sign them when the Floo System activated again. Thinking it was Rose again she didn't look up from the parchment, "Just a sec Rose," she said.
The new arrival walked across the room and sat down on the edge of her desk. "Do I look like Rose?" a rather masculine voice asked.
Hermione's head whipped up and she gasped, "What are you doing here? I thought we were meeting later tonight?"
"Well I thought I'd come and surprise you," he smirked at her and she melted in her seat.
"Well I'm working at the moment you know Mr. Malfoy," she teased.
Quickly his hand shot out and grabbed the ink from her and screwed the lid on the top of the bottle, "I know but don't you think you need a short break?"
"I guess that could be possible."
In one swift movement he had scattered everything that was on the desk onto the floor, except the ink which he had safely in his hand. He handed it to her and she placed it carefully into the bottom drawer. With two steps Draco was around the desk and had his arms wrapped around her.
"I wanted to do this, this morning," he whispered huskily into her ear.
"So did I."
Nothing more was said as their lips crashed together and their hands started to roam each others bodies. A moan escaped Hermione's lips as Draco sucked on her neck. Her hands found their way to his belt and unclipped it. Already she could feel his hardening manhood. Draco's hands had slid up under her blouse and were gently fondling her breasts. She brought her hands up to the buttons on the blouse and started to undo them. She knew that Draco would probably just pull them apart but she didn't want to wreck this blouse, it was her favorite.
Once the blouse was lying on the floor underneath her desk she began to work at getting Draco out of his clothes. First his cloak and then his shirt. She ran her fingers up his muscular chest and as she did this his hands moved from her breasts to her skirt. He ran his hands up her thighs and she shivered.
"I love it when you wear skirts," he said.
He started to finger her panties which had a rapidly growing wet spot on them. Expertly he pushed them to the side and started to finger her.
"Wait," she said, "Did you silence the room?"
"No, where's my wand?"
"Lock it too."
He pulled away from her and searched for his wand. He found it underneath his cloak and performed the charm.
"Get back here now," she said.
He didn't hesitate and in mere seconds his hand had found its way back up her skirt. Slowly he traced his fingers around her moist folds. One finger found its way inside of her and he started to pump it in and out, in and out gradually getting faster and faster. Every few pumps he inserted another finger until his whole hand was inside of her.
"Oh god," she moaned, "I'm coming."
Suddenly he stopped and removed his hands from. Two could play at this game she thought so she undid his pants. His huge cock sprang out and she pulled down his boxers. He kicked them off. She pushed him back into her leather chair and knelt down in front of him. She wrapped her hand around him and started to stroke his shaft and fondle his balls.
"What do you want me to do?" she whispered.
"Suck," he replied.
And so she did. She opened her mouth and drew his cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the tip and he shuttered. Then she moved her head forward and brought him inside of her mouth until she was almost gagging. In and out the whole time either sucking or running her tongue over him.
"My god Hermione, you're amazing," Draco moaned.
This just made her suck harder.
"I'm coming," he moaned.
Just as he had done to her she pulled away, "I don't think so."
"You little tease," he hissed.
"It takes one to know one," she laughed.
He jumped up from the chair and pushed her back up against the desk. He unclasped her bra and pulled down her skirt so she was only wearing her panties. Those didn't stay on for long either because he skillfully pulled them off too. Now their sweaty bodies pressed up against each other and Draco pushed Hermione so her back was pressed against the top of the desk. He slipped himself inside of her and started to pump.
"Oh Draco," Hermione moaned.
This caused him to push even farther inside of her.
"I'm going to come," she said.
Click
Hermione didn't have a chance to come because the door opened and in walked her husband. His hands went up to his eyes and he turned his back. Draco rolled off of Hermione and dropped down to be shielded by the desk. Hermione quickly jumped up off the desk and reached for the closest piece of clothing to cover herself with, it turned out to be Draco's cloak.
"Fuck Weasley," Draco screamed.
Hermione had the cloak rapped around her and was standing looking at Ron. The embarrassment was nothing compared to the guilt she felt. The look on Ron's face wanted to make her cry, it was a mix of surprise but mostly disappointment. Tears started to well up in her eyes and threatened to spill over. She tried her best to stop them but it didn't work, they started to stream down her face.
"I'm sorry," she hiccupped.
"No you're not," both Ron and Draco said at the same time.
"Fine I'm not, there are you happy?" she screamed.
"I think it's time this was over Hermione," Ron said sadly.
"You don't have a say in this Weasle," Draco said.
"I really don't care what you do anymore, go spend the rest of your sorry life with him but our marriage is over, I'm moving out."
"It was over a long time ago," Draco added, "Or did you not realize that?"
"Shut up," Hermione turned and shrieked at Draco, "Shut up, shut up."
Draco looked stunned and then quickly recovered and smirked at Ron, "I think its best you leave now."
"Yeah so do I," Ron said, he turned to go but didn't make it to the door because Hermione had flung herself at him sobbing. He wrapped his arms around her and rocked her until the sobs had turned into muffled hiccups.
"I'm sorry, so, so sorry Ron," she cried.
"Hermione we've both known it's been over for a long time but never wanted to admit it. Now you can go on with your life how you want to. Besides it was never healthy for you to spend 14 hours a day 6 days a week behind this desk just so you didn't have to see me."
"But what about the kids?"
"They'll be fine," he murmured into her hair. He kissed her one last time and then walked out of her office, gone from her life forever.
While all this was going on somehow miraculously Draco had managed to get dressed and was now sitting in her chair. Hermione was lying in a heap on the floor.
"Come on baby get up," he suggested.
"Fuck off Draco, get out of my sight," she screeched.
"What are you so messed up about, you've wanted this for years?"
"My husband who was one of my best friends for almost 30 years caught me having sex with his worst enemy on my desk at work and so he ends our marriage and you say nothings wrong?"
"Well you don't love him or you wouldn't have been having an affair so what's the difference?"
"I've hurt him, he loved me. And what about Harry and Ginny and oh god my kids, what are Rose and Hugo going to say?"
Draco picked up his wand and said, "I'm going now, when and if you figure out what you want to do I'll be waiting. But I'm telling you I won't wait for long so you better decide. Go crawling back to her and beg to be forgiven or do what you're heart wants," without so much as a goodbye he walked over to the fireplace and tossed in some Floo Powder and was gone.
Hermione pulled herself over to her desk and found her clothes. Piece by piece she put them back on. She tossed Draco's cloak into the corner of the room so she didn't have to look at it and then sat down in her chair where only ten minutes ago she was giving Draco the blow job of his life. How quickly things could change.
Not wanting to have to stay in her office any longer but not wanting to go home she found the muggle jacket that she kept in her office. She took off her cloak and replaced it with the jacket and apparated to the heart of muggle London. She loved the city around Christmas time, all lit up and with carols playing. She started to walk and she found herself humming along to Jingle Bells.
The sudden shock of Ron ending everything was finally starting to where off and she was starting to be able to think clearly again. She thought about how she would tell the kids if Ron hadn't already and what she would say to Harry and Ginny. Ron would tell the rest of his family and she knew he would make her out to be the bad one which in a way she was. She really didn't care though, she just hoped Harry and Ginny didn't turn against her.
The temperature was dropping rapidly and Hermione's hands were starting to freeze so she walked into the nearest coffee shop and ordered a large coffee to go. Once she had gotten the steaming drink she continued on her way down the streets, looking in the windows and admiring the decorations.
Christmas was only 3 days away and what a great gift she was giving everyone. What a mess her life had become. Draco had been like a drug, mysterious and amazing yet addicting. When she didn't have him she longed for him and nothing would stop her from getting her fix. This had torn apart her family and is guaranteed to tear apart her friends. She held up her hand and looked at her wedding and engagement ring, it was nothing fancy but when Ron had proposed to her she had loved it. Now it just seemed like another reminder of how bad what she had done was.
She knew what she had to do now, no matter who it would hurt she couldn't keep living like she was. It would hurt to start with but then things could only go up from there. So she did what she thought best.
"I'm sorry Ron," she whispered, "and everyone else that has to deal with my mistakes."
She tipped up her paper cup and drained the last of her drink and then tossed the empty cup into the next trashcan that she passed. With a quick scan of the street to make sure nobody was watching her then she apparated.
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Once Ron had left the ministry he had went straight home and began packing his stuff. He didn't know where he would go, probably his parents house, or the twins apartment in Diagon Alley. The one place he wasn't going to set foot in was Harry's and Ginny's because he had a horrible feeling the Ginny would side with Hermione and because of Ginny being his wife Harry would follow her lead so as to not betray her.
Ron was glad that neither of the kids were home as he filled his trunks with everything that was outright his. If it was shared between him and Hermione he left it so they could divide it up between them one day when Hermione was in a better mood, if that would ever happen.
It didn't take long before he was done. With a flick of his wand he closed and locked the trunks and with another charm shrunk them to fit into his pocket. He then placed them in his pocket and with a final look around the bedroom that he had shared with Hermione for fifteen years he walked out into the corridor and down the stairs. He looked around the house one last time and before he could change his mind and go beg Hermione to forgive him and help make things right he apparated to the Burrow.
As soon as his mother heard him apparate in she dropped what she was doing and rushed over to him, "What a nice surprise, I wasn't expecting you until Christmas Eve, but where's Hermione and the kids?"
"I don't know," he muttered.
"Well do you want something to eat, you don't look to good?"
"Mom, it's over Hermione and I split up."
"Oh you poor dear, no wonder you didn't look at all happy when you arrived. What happened may I ask?"
"I'd rather not talk about it."
"But this is so sudden, I thought you were so happy."
"I thought so too for the longest time but then I realized she hadn't ever felt like I did," he said angrily.
"What happened?"
"She's been sleeping with Malfoy since before we graduated from Hogwarts."
The shocked look on Mrs. Weasley's face was even worse than Ron's when he walked in on Hermione and Draco.
"Surely there's been a mistake, I can't imagine Hermione would do such a thing."
"Well I thought so too until a couple of nights ago."
"Did she tell you?"
"No she bloody well didn't, I walked in on her and that scum ball as they were going at it on her desk."
Mrs. Weasley gasped, "I'm so sorry Ron."
"Yeah well I am too, I'm going to bed now."
"Where are Hugo and Rose, do they know?"
"No not yet, Hermione will go home and tell them."
"That's not very responsible of you Ron."
"Yeah well she can deal with her mess."
With that he walked up to his old bedroom and went to bed.