Ginny huffed out hot air deeply as she got to her room, wondering if maybe she had been a bit too harsh on Branimir- er Blaise- er what? Oh what the hell, what was the difference between the two anymore? She couldn't give a damn at the moment.

She hoped that Blaise was all right. Yeah, it had been Blaise she had hurt. She hadn't meant to hurt him- a lot. Was he still lying in the alley all alone? Okay, now she felt really bad as an image of his pained body appeared in her mind.

A while later, she walked out of her room, and made her way over to the stairs to get down to the living room. The pictures of the Krum family smiled and waved at her one by one like a relay race as she went past each photo. One picture that caught her eye was the still image of Viktor and Hermione, a day or two before the wedding. It was the photo of the two looking happy and madly in love with each other, not tainted nor stained by the impurities of all of the cruel aspects of life that had managed to infiltrate their lives, their relationship. It was an image of the two when they were younger, albeit the fact that is wasn't really that long ago. The gruesome war that had occurred made the years seem twice as long than it actually was. Everything from the past seemed like it had happened aeons ago.

She began walking again after realising how long she had been staring at the photo. How stupid had she looked just gazing into 'space'- no offence to Luna... Of course- such behaviour only appeared to be of the norm if it involved Luna Lovegood… Potter. Thinking about her made her wonder how she was doing lately. Was she going all right with Harry? Maybe she should drop by later today…

POP!

CRASH!

BANG!

"OH MY GOD!"

BOOM!

"THAT WOMANISING ARSE KRUM!"

Ginny wondered who it was although she knew that she didn't need to. It was just a habit of hers that kept her from getting straight to the point of worrying about anything.

BOOM! CRACK! CRASH!

"THAT GODDAMN IGNORAMUS!"

The sudden loud cacophony of absolute pandemonium caused Ginny to freeze for a while in shock and confusion. What the fuck is going on? She thought. Is Hermione home? What surprised her even more was the sudden realisation that Hermione had sworn.

She quickly walked down and tried to find Hermione. But instead of finding Hermione in the living room, she saw that the entire room was a complete mess, with books and bits of furniture completely destroyed and scattered all over the place. Obviously a bad sign when the destruction involved Hermione using her wand. Something awful must have happened.

She walked out of the living room through the door on the other side and saw that Hermione was in the kitchen through the gap in the wall on the other side of the room that she was in. She was drinking something furiously as she casted silent spells. She heard cracking and swooshing behind her. Ginny had a feeling that something or somebody was going to die very soon.

"Hermione? What's the matter? What are you drinking? Which spells are you casting?" Ginny frantically asked as she saw Hermione pour herself another glass.

"Viktor. Viktor. Viktor! VIKTOR ARSE KRUM! Firewhisky. Spells to fix up the living room. Oh my GOD!"

Did she really want Hermione to elaborate on Viktor? It was probably going to hurt a lot if she did- as in having to endure the explosions that were bound to occur when having to release all of the fury that was boiling up inside of her. And since when did Hermione drink firewhisky?

"Hermione? I thought that he was participating in a Quidditch world tour?"

Hermione looked at her with her fists clenched hard on the table. "Or so we thought he was."

"What do you mean?" Uh Oh…

Hermione poked her temple with her wand before pulling away, causing a misty-esque worm like object to seep out of her head. She then beckoned Ginny to follow her into the attic at the very bottom of the house and placed it into a bowl that contained some sort of clear, see through liquid.

"I don't want to talk. Watch. My memory." She said, barely looking at her.

A blur filled the surface of the liquid for a moment before she saw a TV screen and a curious looking Hermione staring at it. Viktor was on a broom and appeared to have just caught the snitch as a mass of celebration could be seen in the screen. She watched- or rather- watched Hermione continue to look at the screen and saw Viktor float down towards the ground. He got off his broom and went to receive some medal when a scantily clad young woman suddenly appeared out of nowhere and kissed him on the lips. The scene then went blur. The last thing Ginny managed to see was a teary eyed Hermione covering her face with her hands as she ran off somewhere. The scene then vanished; leaving her to stare transparent liquid that reflected her face like a mirror.

Ginny looked at Hermione with the most neutral facial appearance as she could. She could feel a lot of emotion, mostly made up of anger and humiliation emanating from Hermione's skin and face. She lifted her hand up and wiped a tear from Hermione's cheeks. Her skin felt hot and cold.

"Don't cry, Hermione." She said. "Don't cry."

She couldn't think of anything else to say. Maybe it was better to listen to Hermione spill out her feelings and thoughts in order to calm her down than to try and ensure her that the truth behind what she had saw was… purely an accident? What was a better way to put those words? He's a celebrity. Millions of his fans are bound to throw themselves onto him for his status, with or without clothes. Unlike Hermione, they didn't want him for him but for the possibility of five minutes or so of fame. Yes. That was what she wanted to say, but seeing as the situation was escalating towards a bad patch, it would be better to just listen to her say whatever she wanted. And so she did.

Thirty minutes later

POP!

Ginny wondered who had entered the Krum's mansion. She was absolutely sure that she could rule out the possibility of any paparazzi or crazed fans as Hermione always renewed her protective spells around the mansion everyday for good measure. That would leave her parents- although that was impossible as they could only travel by floo as they were muggles. It couldn't be Hermione either as she was currently asleep with her head resting on Ginny's lap. Dot. Dot. Dot. Ginny's eyes widened. Could it be?

She heard heavy footsteps making its way to the living room. A shadow suddenly materialised on the floor, forming the shape of a man's body, a well-built man's body. The man's shadow appeared to be clad in a cloak. It could only be…

"Hermio-"

"Silencio!" Ginny whispered, causing Viktor to become mute.

She put a finger to her lips, motioning to Viktor to shut up, even though she had already silenced him. She was doing it anyway for good measure as she didn't want Hermione to wake up and know that Viktor was back home… yet.

"Not a very good time to be back home, Mr. Krum." Ginny said as firmly as possible whilst trying to look furious. Thank God I'm ginger she thought. It emphasises everything for me.

He held an expressionless face, or rather an attempt of it before it morphed into one filled with anger, confusion, worry and loss. His hand made it's way to the inside of his cloak and he took a brown envelope out. The motions he was making with his entire body clearly stated the question "What the fuck is this? I need a word with my wife."

Ginny slowly slipped Hermione's head away from her lap and placed her head down onto the sofa as she got up as quietly as she could. She then 'accio-ed' a blanket from a closet nearby and covered Hermione with it in case she got cold.

She crossed her arms before ordering Viktor to follow her out to the garden so that she could have a word with him there.

"Finite Incantatem." She muttered as she stopped walking down the smooth path that led towards a cross pathway.

"Vhat the hell is this?" Viktor asked her in a surprisingly rude voice as he shook the envelope through clenched fists. "I vant to haff a vord vith Hermi-own."

"Keep your voice down Viktor! You should know what it is." Ginny said frantically. Pull yourself together! Don't sound so weak! Come on Ginny, you can do this… do this for Hermione! "And no, you can't talk to her just yet." She continued, sounding much firmer. "She's had a tough time and has only just calmed down- or rather; I cast a spell to make her fall asleep. She needs some sleep. She'll wake up on her own accord. It's not a threatening spell so you don't need to worry about her, although I doubt that you have for the past… ages don't you think?"

Viktor didn't seem to be paying attention to what she was saying as he was looking around the garden and taking peeks into the mansion whilst listening hard for something. Possibly footsteps? He looked at her in the eyes in a sudden move and looked genuinely puzzled and filled with worry.

"Vhere are my children?" he asked. "I didn't see them when I got home. I can't hear their voices."

"Miro and Viktoria's with your in laws." Ginny said. "I'd say you have five minutes or so to prepare yourself for Hermione as she's going to wake up soon from all the noise you are making. You should thank me for giving you time." She poked her wand at his neck threateningly to make sure that he was paying attention to her. "If I were in her position, I would castrate the man involved and make him wish he never did what he had done. Do you understand where I'm going?"

He looked at her blankly. Well, that was what he appeared to look like. She could never tell how he was really feeling as his face usually held the ever so present appearance of a scowl.

"Anything you'd like me to know before I take sides with Hermione?" she asked him. "It may benefit you if you do."

He looked surprised and looked as if he were trying to come up with what he was going to say as he hadn't been expecting such a question nor a long speech from her.

She saw a torn man standing before her who looked as if he were going to burst into tears. From all of her time spent in the Krum's mansion, she had never seen Krum shed a tear before, not once. Now, she could see them forming ever so secretly, as if to keep it hidden from her. It was as if he didn't want to reveal the weak side of himself.

"I… I vasn't expecting her to… vant a difforce." He began, covering up his shaky voice by deepening his periodic baritone voice. "Vhy she vants me to sign… I vasn't avay for too long I think… I thought… she… ve vere in loff… Vell I admit one time I did betray her… no two… three? Yes… three time- times… but I felt lonely… I… feel… I feel bad…. She needs to know that I didn't mean to hurt her. If there is anything I can do to make her realise this, I vould do anything, effen if it means to give up Quidditch."

Ginny was taken aback by the announcement but later frowned and then remembered that he didn't know that his wife was pregnant. But that was for Hermione to tell him and not her, so she was going to keep her mouth shut. If he had known about the pregnancy, would he have not done whatever it was that pissed Hermione off, or even not have participated the world tour all together? He may even have done the complete opposite of whatever she had just thought about.

She wrinkled her nose as a smell came to her. It was coming from Viktor Krum.

"Krum? Did you just come back from a game or something? Didn't you take a shower? You fucking stink, no offence."

"Yes come back… vorld tour still on. I came halfvay through the tour. Just finish game before. I'm supposed to be at after match meeting. My next game is nearby… forgot da name of place."

"Well… if you want my advice, you should go take a bath… I think the smell is going to make Hermione more angrier than she is if you are going to talk to her…"

There was a sudden 'click' and the sound of a door sliding open. Ginny turned around to her left at the same time as Viktor turned to his right and saw a teary eyed and furious Hermione standing by the door with her wand in hand. She held it threateningly through clenched fists and looked as if she were ready for a fight… or worse, kill.

"And about time too!" Hermione glared at Viktor.

Ginny took a couple of steps back and made her way to the door as Hermione got closer to Viktor. Looking at the mat before the door, Hermione had dropped her wand there. That only meant that she was going to deal with him with her fists and hand. There was a sudden thwack and a slap. Ouch! Ginny thought. Viktor is going to be sorry…

"You!" she heard as she made her way towards the stairs. "How could you do that to me! Do you think I'd let you come back to me just like that?" Pause. "Don't you dare touch me!" slap "You have a lot of explaining to do!"

Ginny walked as fast as she could to her room and closed her door behind her before walking over to her closet to find some clothes to change into. The argument wasn't as loud as she had expected so all she could hear right now were mumbles. She decided that she was going to go pick Gary up but leave the twins with Mr. Granger in case Hermione decided to throttle her too for taking the twins before making her way over to the Potter's to visit Luna. Yeah, that was a good idea.

"Don't you dare think I'd let you near our kids!"

Some parts of the argument could be heard now. It was getting louder, just as she had expected.

"Hermione… You know that it vas nothing! It alvays happen effen before ve vere together- girls alvays throving themselves at me! Vhy is the vone today any diffrent?"

Ginny checked herself out through the mirror by her bedside and decided that her pink shirt and green tights would do. Maybe I should take the green jacket with me… she thought, putting it on. Just in case…

More yelling between the heartbroken couple could be heard. The words 'whore', 'slut' and 'bastard' could be heard as it was repeated several times by Hermione.

"What? Am I not slutty enough for you?"

"No! No! I don't vant a slut-"

Ginny's eyes widened as a sudden thought whizzed into her mind, causing her to completely not hear the argument that was still going on. Why of course! Hermione's pregnant, which is why her temper's always flaring at the most trivial of things! She remembered that something similar to the situation now had happened before when she was pregnant with the twins, except it hadn't gotten so bad as it was now as Viktor had asked his manager for a long break from Quidditch from the start of Hermione's pregnancy where he only went to the BIG games.

I hope they work things out in the end… she thought. They look so cute together…

She then quietly made her way down the stairs towards the fireplace to floo to the Grangers.

"Keep the envelope! You've been planning this all along haven't you? You don't want me anymore!"

"Hermione! Please! I don't vant to sign it! I loff you!"

"You know what? Why don't you just leave the house all together? Just stay away from me for a bit. I'm sick and tired of your presence." Pause. "What is that smell?"

Ginny knew that she shouldn't be listening and felt guilty for still being in the mansion. She wondered whether Hermione was going to tell Viktor or not about the baby.

She shook her head. She shouldn't be here- listening to the conversation that is. She grabbed some floo powder and stepped into the floor, wondering if Hermione had deactivated the security.

As she stood inside the fireplace, Viktor suddenly appeared in front of her. He didn't appear to notice her though. She could see a side view of him as Hermione, who must have picked her wand up, poked her wand at his chest.

"I mean it! Get out of our house now!"

Viktor went onto his knees and looked teary eyed into his wife's eyes.

"Her-mio-ninny- please! Vhatever I haff effer done to hurt you I am sorry for. Please forgiff me for hurting you."

"I wouldn't be surprised if one of your fan girls suddenly decided to pop up and announce that the baby she has in her arms belongs to you." Hermione scoffed.

Ouch… Ginny thought, before being reminded that the situation Hermione was talking about was similar to hers when she had went searching for Blaise and Branimir before. She felt her heart sink at this but decided once again that it was the hormones and not Hermione's usual self that was making her say all this shit.

Hermione turned her head around and saw Ginny inside the floo. Ginny felt like she was being glared at by a demon. Hermione looked that scary.

"What are you doing in there?" she asked angrily.

"I um…." Ginny was lost for words.

She grabbed Ginny and pulled her out before shoving Viktor inside.

"Grab some powder." She hissed.

He shook his head petulantly. "I vill not!"

BOOM!

She had casted a silent spell at the sofa. It was the very sofa Ginny had sat on earlier. And now, it was tattered to pieces, like the relationship between Hermione and Viktor.

Viktor hesitantly grabbed some floo powder.

"Hermione. Please. Can't ve talk this through quietly? I vant to see my- our children. Please. Let me see them."

She cast another silent spell, causing the sofa to disappear all together as the pieces of the sofa that had been lying on the floor just seconds ago had torn to a size where it could be no longer seen. Ginny and Viktor looked at her uneasily, both wondering what was going to be destroyed next. Ginny had a feeling that it was going to be Viktor's balls.

Viktor started to fumble with his fingers before lifting his left hand up for Hermione to see. The first thing that caught Ginny's eyes was how callus his hands were before spotting his wedding ring he wore.

"I'm keeping this on vhether you like it or not." He said.

The sudden movements made by his left hand caused him to drop some powder.

Looking over to Hermione, she looked incredibly torn apart. Choosing between forgiving Viktor and letting him stay or staying mad at him and kicking him out was incredibly hard. Ginny watched as she stared at his left hand before looking at her own. She began to cry even harder.

"You're a cruel man." She cried. "I love you."

Viktor's appearance softened. His scowl had vanished. "I loff you too."

Ginny stared at the scene in shock and wondered if they were going to make up.

"Viktor? Where did I get my wand from when I was eleven?" she suddenly asked.

He looked at her curiously as did Ginny. Why in Merlin's name was she asking such a question at a time like this?

"Olliffander's"

There was a sudden puff and Viktor was engulfed in green flames. He then disappeared without a trace. The only evidence of his earlier presence was the lingering smell of the grass of a Quidditch field, mixed with sweat.

Hermione muttered a spell before taking in a deep breath. It was probably to keep Viktor out from coming back into the mansion.

She then began to cry again as she put a hand to her tummy and Ginny wondered whether to comfort her or not. A feeling in the back of her mind told her not to even touch Hermione so she stayed where Hermione had shoved her to.

"I've decided that I'm not going to tell him." Hermione suddenly said after a while. "About the baby, I mean."

"Oh wow. Are you not going to take him back?" Ginny asked.

She wasn't given an answer.

Ginny felt some powder in her hands and remembered that she was going to go to pick Gary up. She took a step into the fireplace and prepared to leave when Hermione gave her a confused look.

"Where are you going?"

"To your parents place to pick Gary up."

"They're not at home though. I mean, they've gone out to see the pictures- I think. You might be able to pick Gary up though. Dad doesn't like to leave the house nowadays. Gary might be with him. "

Ginny sighed, wondering if her best friend was indeed all right. "Are you okay Hermione?"

"mmmHmmm."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Well... I'm going to go over to Luna's."

"Okay. You go do that."

"Do you want to come?"

Hermione didn't look so sure of herself. "I don't know…"

"I don't know what time I'll be back though. I you sure you're not going?"

"Um. Okay. Yah. I'm going."

half an hour later

Both Ginny and Hermione tried several times to floo over to the Potter's, but no matter how many times they tried, it didn't work. Strange… Ginny thought. The floo system hasn't let me down before.

"They must have moved somewhere." Hermione stated in her usual omniscient-esque voice. "It said so in the rumours column in the papers the other day."

Ginny raised an eyebrow and tried to suppress her grin but to no avail. "I'd never have thought that you would read that section of the newspaper. Pregnancy is sure changing you…"

Hermione frowned and ignored her attempts of making eye contactß. "I was bored. Leave me alone."

A bit later, Hermione sent her otter patronus to Luna to find out where she was. Although there wasn't any sort of a reply, they had found that she was in Ireland- Ireland's biggest Quidditch stadium.

"I wonder what she's doing all the way over there?" Ginny looked at Hermione, hoping that the Quidditch stadium wouldn't bring Krum to mind. She had her doubts. Krum had only been here not so long ago. "Do you still want to go?"

"Well, yahh! I mean yes." Hermione said, looking flustered and confused at her use of language. "I haven't seen her in a while."

Ginny laughed. 'Yah' had never been part of Hermione's list of words before. She had used the word twice now.

"Can we please take the kids?" Ginny suddenly asked. "Please?"

Hermione gave her a look before frowning. "I guess if you want to- but I'm going to let my parents look after my twins for today. Picking them up tomorrow."

Ginny sighed. She had a feeling that she didn't want to pick up the kids yet as she would be reminded of Krum through the similarities between him and their twins. She then wondered if Hermione was really going to go with whatever she had in mind. Seeing the way Hermione was and her constant mood swings, she had a feeling that Hermione may, just may, take Krum back in the end.

She watched as Hermione took something out of her pocket, a small muggle object, which she had been taught was called a phone… By her father.

"Daddy?" Hermione began, looking rather stupid as she appeared to be talking to herself. "Hello?" She paused for a moment to listen to whatever her dad had to say. "May we just pick Gary up? Ginny really wants to be with him." Pause. "No, tomorrow. Yes. Tell Miro and Viktoria I love them. Yes." She paused again. A small tear appeared to form in her eyes. "Viktor… He's… yes. He's with me right now, right next to me, sleeping." Pause. "He needs to go back to work soon though… sorry."

When she later hung up, Ginny gave her a supportive and sympathetic smile.

"My dad wants Viktor and I to have dinner with them later this week." Hermione muttered. "I haven't said no though… because… for some reason, I couldn't say no."

"Why don't you just forget about everything for today and sort things out tomorrow?" Ginny suggested. "I don't like how you're all over the place. Relax for a bit, yeah?"

"Okay."

Thirty minutes later

When the two arrived at a place near the Irish stadium, they found themselves in something akin to chaos. The place was absolutely crowded with tents here and there, some squashed and with an immense amount of space. Some people were performing entertaining spells to keep the children controlled whilst some were selling all sorts of weird things to make the most of the crowd that were here.

Hermione, Ginny, and Gary soon began to walk through a sea of people whilst trying to avoid being recognised, well, Hermione was anyway, and they managed to get as far as a hundred meters before a hand that had grabbed her arm stopped Ginny from going any forward.

She almost dropped Gary but managed to get a better hold of him as she in turn stopped Hermione before turning around to see whom it was.

Her eyes widened as she looked at who had grabbed her arm. Of all the people in the world, she had never had thought that she would be stopped by her mother.

A/N Thanks for all of the wonderful reviews so far! Another update here! I'm updating as fast as I can now so I hope you enjoyed this one too! Merry Christmas everyone!