About Harry

Hermione

I draw back from the fire shacking with a mirth I cannot suppress. Bloody George. Unbelievable how impudent he can be. Although, I must say, he raised my moral. One of the reasons I never divorced Ron, besides the children of course, was my fear of losing the Weasley family. They became my family. I love my parents very much but being an only child, it has always been quite lonely, and it was wonderful to me to be able to mix with a family as theirs. I don't know how Molly and Arthur are going to take it and if I'll be able to participate to gatherings, probably Ron won't allow it, but I know at least George is on my side, and apparently everybody else too from what I can collect.

Now I'll write to McGonagall, I need to find a lawyer (English or Rumanian? Both, I think...) and I need to make sure Hugo will be fine. Thankfully the English house is on my name, but I'm sure that if I play well my cards, Ron is the one that will have to move out from the Rumanian one. Oh, Ron won't know what hit him.

It takes me a few moments of silent bitter jubilation to realise that Harry is standing beside me while I'm still kneeling on the floor. He is observing me in consternation 'You are divorcing Ron' he only says astounded.

'The door was closed. Why did you get inside?' I reply accusingly.

'I wanted a glass of water. I didn't know it was a private conversation. Are you divorcing Ron?'

I stand up taking a big breath; Harry has never been too friendly with the idea of me divorcing Ron.

'Yes Harry, I'm divorcing Ron' I confirm walking outside the kitchen. He tails me quite upset 'Why? Is it because you got back here?'

'I suppose that is what triggered it, but you know there are many issues in our relationship' I'm in the living room now giving him my back.

'Is it because of me?' I heard him saying.

I bite my lips uneasy. It is not only because of him but I cannot pretend that, surely, it's not one of the main reasons.

He grabs my shoulder and spins me facing him.

'Is it my fault?' he repeats.

I shrug his hands away 'Harry, the situation is complicated. There are many reasons. You know I don't love him and if I'm not wrong you were surprised too at me staying with him not loving him'

'I know but you cannot divorce him! Not now! Not because of me!'

'It had to happen sooner or later'

He shakes his head in distress 'Hermione, think about it. Think about your children! They are going to suffer if you do this!'

I start to feel a tinge of irritation, so I interrupt him upset 'They are suffering now seeing us fighting like that!'

'They will suffer much more if you separate! You must do what's best for them!' he fires back.

'Don't you think it's a bit rich coming from you?!' I snap pointing an accusing finger to his chest 'You are basically planning to abandon your kids, you refuse to see Sunrise despite she asks for you daily, you want to wash your hands from them, and you tell me that I must do what is best for mine! Why there must be a rule for me and a different one for you?'

He widens his eyes surprised by this outburst, but then his brows knit together 'I'm doing what is best for them. I've always done it' he mutters 'Do you think I relish in the idea of not seeing Siry anymore? Do you think I'll be happy not to be able to witness my boys growing? Do you think I rejoice in becoming a stranger to them, in the idea that Siry won't know who I am ten years from now? I'm keeping them far because I care for them! James suffered enough because of my mistakes, Sunrise is the product of the worst there is in me, and she is paying dearly for it without having any fault, and Albus, who was fine, lost his mother because I killed her!'