Ta-daa! Yes it is guys- a brand new chapter just as I promised, it took me a while but here it is. Thank you so much for the reviews and the follows! I was blown away by all the emails I had saying that people were following this story, so thank you so much- hope you enjoy

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It had been a little over two months since the encounter with Lucius Malfoy in Flourish and Blotts. Hermione had been adamant to forget about seeing the dark wizard, but now it proved to be impossible. She had begun to dream about the aristocrat and they weren't innocent dreams either, Hermione would dream about Lucius doing sinfully pleasurable acts on her body- so pleasurable in fact, that Hermione would wake up with very wet and very ruined knickers.

This dilemma was easy to hide from Victor, as Victor hadn't been at home that much. He would always come to bed late and leave early, before Luciana or Hermione were awake. Where he would go was anyone's guess and it hadn't bothered Hermione at first, but after three weeks of his absence, she was starting to worry. Victor was supposed to look after Luciana when she was at work, but because he was never at home Hermione had to drop her daughter off at Draco's and Harry's place. The two men didn't complain, they both dotted on the little girl's every need and soon became Luciana's favourite Uncles.

Hermione gasped as she woke from yet another erotic dream of her and Lucius, a fine film of sweat covering her body and she could feel her night-gown stick to her curves. Yet again, she was alone in her king-size bed and yet again her knickers were undeniably wet.

"Gods be damned" she muttered, Hermione was still aware of Lucius' betrayal- it still hurt after all those years, but Hermione was over denying the niggling truth that hit her the moment she saw Lucius at the bookstore two months ago- she still loved him. But why she still did, was a question she couldn't answer for the life of her. Three years after having Luciana, Victor had come back into her life after a chance meeting in Paris where Hermione had moved to after her divorce with Lucius. Five dates later, the two were an official couple and Hermione thought her life had changed for the better.

Now two years later Hermione was alone in her bed for the nth time this month and to be quiet frank- she was sick of it. All the bullshit excuses Victor had been making for weeks was taking a toll on Hermione's stress levels and their relationship. What she feared the most was that another woman was involved, Hermione's and Victor's sex life was almost non-existent. They hadn't made love since the Malfoy encounter two months ago and if another woman was in the picture…someone would be getting their bollocks hexed off. Sighing in defeat, Hermione fell back onto the pillows and closed her eyes- images of Lucius flashing before her.

Luciana was a very bright little girl, and even at the young age of five years old (she was counting down the days until her sixth birthday- 54 days) she could tell that her Mum and Victor weren't happy with each other, and Lucy didn't like it when her Mum wasn't happy, and from where she was standing it seemed to be because Victor would leave Mummy by her-self at bed-time. But she didn't say anything; Mummy wouldn't want her to worry about her too much. Victor wouldn't look after her anymore either but she wasn't complaining. Uncle Harry and Uncle Draco were her most favourite uncles; only yesterday did she receive her first broom from the two men- much to her Mother's dismay.

Dinner was a tense affair; Luciana sat next to her Mother and ate her Sheppard's Pie in relative silence. Hermione barley touched her meal, and instead glared daggers at Victor who was at the other end of the table. He was content at looking at his food as he ate, not daring to look up at the angry witch. After a few more minutes of deafening silence, Luciana stood and looked at her Mum

"Mummy, may I go and play in my room now?"

"Of course you can honey, Victor and I need to have an adult conversation"

When she was her daughter's blonde curls disappear up the stairs, Hermione cast a Silencing Charm before she finally spoke

"Where the hell have you been Victor Krum!" she yelled, hands on her hips. Victor glanced up at her before averting his eyes to his plate of food.

"I've been running a few errands love"

"Don't love me Victor; you don't even have a bloody job what could you possibly be running errands for?" Victor didn't reply and instead took a long swig of red wine. This did nothing but anger Hermione even more.

"Don't you start drinking Victor, I want to know where you've been skipping off to, and I want to know now"

The wizard in question glared at her, irritation clearly written on his face, ignoring Hermione he drained the rest of his wine and reached for the bottle when the glass in his hand exploded. Bellowing in pain, Victor cradled his injured hand and saw Hermione standing with her wand pointed at him, her brown eyes smouldering with rage.

"HOW DARE YOU VICTOR! YOU KNOW THAT YOU BECOME VIOLENT WHEN YOU DRINK!"

"Why the hell did you break the damn glass you bint!"

Blood was dripping down his arm now, staining the light blue shirt he was wearing. Hermione took a few deep breaths, fighting the urge to hex his bollocks off anyway, woman or no woman.

"I will ask you one more time, so help me Merlin if you don't answer my question. Where have you been going for the past month?" Hermione's voice was low-dangerously low and the calm façade she had in place looked strained. Victor rubbed his face with his uninjured hand and sighed heavily, suddenly looking defeated.

"Look Hermione I've been-"

A knock at the door interrupted his sentence

"Who the bloody hell could be visiting at this time?" Hermione muttered angrily. She roughly pulled the door open and her breath caught in her throat. There on her door-step stood Ginny Weasley.

"What the fuck do you want?" she snarled, her hands were tight fists at her side, here was the traitorous witch who had ruined her marriage- her ex best friend however wasn't smirking nor was she dressed in fine dress robes as she usually was these days. Instead she was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt and sweatpants. Her normally beautiful shiny red hair was piled high on her head- basically she looked like shit. But what really stood out to Hermione was the small, but noticeable bump peeking through her shirt.

"I'm here to tell you that Victor and I are having an affair and that I'm pregnant with his child"

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