love the enemy, hate the friend

chapter 1

Hermione sighed and put down her unfinished book. She had always loved to read books, but until now she had had no idea how hard it was to actually write one. Her mind was blank so she got up and clocked out of her little bookstore in Diagonally. She would be home early, but maybe she would just cook a nice meal for Ron and then try to write later. She had feelings for Ronald Weasley since 4th year, but he had never confessed his attraction to her until her 7th. It had been 5 years since they had started dating and today was there anniversary.

Hermione walked a way down the crowded wizarding streets before apparating to the flat she and Ron shared together. She noticed noises coming from the bedroom. Slowly opening the door of the apartment thinking ''Ah Shit! Someone broke in". She crept to the door of the room as she pulled out her wand, making sure not to jingle the coins in the bottom of the bag. Then she threw open the door and immediately wished it had been a thief. Ronald was laying in bed with Lavender Brown shagging him. "Oh. My. God." she whispered then louder," Ronald Billius Weasley! How dare you, and with... with... with THAT!" Lavender flew off Ron as he sat up and stared at Hermione, his neck and ears reddening dumfounded as to why she was here." Uh. Hermione... what are you doing here so... uh...  early?" Hermione felt her shock melt away into anger and betrayal. "What am I doing here! What is she doing here. Why are YOU still here! Get out of my house you bastard! GET OUT!!!" She hit him with a flock of little yellow birds as she yelled," Oppugno!" reminded of the one other time she caught him with Lavender in 6th year. Hermione sent the birds after him as he ran out of the flat and apparated away. Lavender had already grabbed her dress and ran out clutching it to her chest.

Hermione slammed the door on the now unoccupied hallway and sat down on the flour. She cried for a while and did not attempt to get up. How could he do this to her! She had been so loyal and compromising. Had 5 years not been enough evidence of her love to him. Scratch that they had been best friends since 11 and now this!" How Could He!" she yelled at the floor hitting it with her tears as she fell into a ball on the floor. So much for a nice anniversary dinner.