So basically I am having writer's block about what to do. But I can't ask you because that would ruin the whole story.

This chapter is just an in-betweener thing to get past the whole divorce thing. After that things will get slightly more interesting. Hopefully :3

Happy reading!

Hermione got back to Ron's house to find Ron and Gabrielle kissing passionately on the sofa. She cleared her throat in the doorway, and they sprang apart, looking like guilty teenagers. Gabrielle looked mortified.

"Oh, I am so sorry! I... we... how was the hearing?" she asked quickly.

"I – I'm not Mrs Krum anymore," Hermione said softly. She felt a sob welling up in the back of her throat, but tried to keep it down. "I'm not married. The hearing was quick. It was almost... almost as if they wanted us to get divorced..." She trailed off. The sob was coming closer and closer to the surface...

"Hermione, please don't cry." Hermione looked up in surprise. Ron had gotten up and come across the room to put his arm around her. It seemed that her current situation had gotten rid of some of his anger towards her.

He suddenly seemed to realise what he had done.

"I mean, err... it'll be alright," he faltered. He removed his arm from her shoulders and stumbled backwards. Gabrielle replaced the space with her own arm.

"Belle, cry all the tears you want to cry. This is not something that is over in une seconde. If you want to cry, you cry. The children are in the garden. It is okay. I know what it is you are feeling. Ma cherie, tu est triste. Pleurer*." She gave Hermione a hug. Hermione turned and hid her face in her shoulder.

She began to cry, quiet tears that trickled down her face. Her voice wasn't so quiet though.

"I – I don't kn-know wha-what to doooo!" she cried. "M-my life... it's to-totally changed! My kids – they d-don't h-have a father! And-and I tried t-to be strong but... but it's almost as if he c-couldn't care l-less. And I-I'll probably lose m-my house in two d-days at the po-possession hearing!" She couldn't speak anymore, and instead broke down into even louder sobs. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Ron looking uncomfortable.

Gabrielle seemed to notice this too. She took Hermione by the shoulders and looked straight at her.

"Hermione, you must go upstairs and cry all you wish. I will make you some chocolat-chaud." She steered Hermione towards the stairs. Hermione nodded gratefully through her tears.

"I'm f-fine now, r-really. It's for the b-best. Thanks, Gabrielle. I-I'll g-go upstairs and clean m-myself up a bit." She walked quickly up the stairs and into her bedroom. Once Gabrielle had come upstairs with the hot chocolate and left again, she collapsed face-down on her bed, and broke out into a really good howl.

"... and he even gets the kids two weekends a month! So not only do I lose the house, half my furniture, and quite a bit of my money, but now I let him influence my children 4 days a month as well!"

It was the day of the possession hearing, and Hermione had just arrived home. Unluckily for him, Ron was the only person who was home, and was being subjected to complaint after tearful complaint.

They were sitting in the living room on the sofa. Ron was trying to watch television, but Hermione was making that very difficult.

"I hoped it would never be like this. I knew it would be hard, but I really hoped it wouldn't be this hard! I knew I would be happy that he was finally out of my life, though. But it's so hard to make sense of it all!"

God, I just want to watch the telly, thought Ron. She's just rambling on and on about her divorce from a guy I hate... She should have thought about this before she went out with him. She should have thought about this before she dumped me.

"It just feels like my heart's been torn apart!"

But she does look so cute when she's like this, thought Ron. Like the way her nose wrinkles, and – no. No.

"...was this the way you felt when... when I broke up with you?"

He was jerked from his thoughts. "Erm... yeah. I suppose so."

"I'm sorry for what I did, Ron. Truly, I am. I see now that I was wrong. You've changed. You're a caring, considerate person. I should never have done what I did. I am so, so sorr – "

She broke off, looking confused. Ron had drifted off again, and was gazing at her with a strange expression on his face. She waved her hands in front of his eyes.

"Um, Ron? Hello? I'm trying to apologise!"

His eyes widened. "Oh! Yeah, sorry. I was... thinking."

"Well, anyway, I just want you to know, I'm really sorry about what I did. I hope we can go back to being friends again. You know? The Golden Trio?" She laughed softly.

"Um, yeah. Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"Where are you going to live now, then?"

"Well. Viktor is obligated to give me a certain amount of money every month, so I might get enough money to buy or rent a house eventually. I think that maybe next week I'll start looking. Is it... is it okay if I stay here for another couple of weeks or so?"

"Er... yeah. It's fine, don't worry. Um, Hermione, I'm gonna go and practice my saves in the garden. Do you... want to help?"

"Yeah, that'd be fun! Let's go."

They made their way outside. The garden was quite big – it was the width of the house and ran quite a long way down a gently sloping hill. At the end of it were the familiar three hoops that were, essentially, the main apparatus of Ron's job.

"Hang on. I've got to go and get my gear on," he said. "Oh, and Hermione?"

"Yes?"

"I forgive you."

A/N: Woo! So Won-Won forgave her! Woopdidoo!

*Okay. Ma cherie, tu est triste. Pleurer, is essentially French for: My darling, you're sad. Have a cry. Correct me if you are French and object to this translation. Same principle to Bulgarians. Online translators only know so much - although, most of the French bits I know since I am taking French for GCSE next year. Anyway, enough of my life :)

Please review and tell me what you would like to come in future chapters - I have a basic plot which I will stick to, but there are a lot of grey areas sub-plot-wise. So yeah. Tell me what you want to read.

I'll update soon, hopefully. I have said that the last 4 chapters, and I have published the last 4 chapters over the last 4 days. Maybe saying 'I'll update soon hopefully' is good luck :D

Okay, bit of trivia here: I am checking out Hong Kong (my holiday destination) on Google Earth, like the beaches and the airport and so on. And did you know that Hong Kong International Airport is on its own island? Yes. It is. So it's like *green island *green island* *green island* *GREY ISLAND*. Because it's just airport. Just a bit of general knowledge there.

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