Hermione Granger, the brightest witch of her age, sat in the room of requirment hiding from her boyfriend in her cosy place. It wasn't because she didn't like him though.

Everyone could see that Hermione was head over heels for Ronald Weasley. Though some may argue he isn't as commited.

Now they were together it was becoming harder for her to... resist him. So some quiet time alone in a room with all of her favourite books and a painting of a beautiful woman gave her time to un cloud her mind. She was hoping to save herself for marriage.

It was great for her but torturous for poor Ron. Ronald had wanted into Hermione pants as soon as the virtuous teen had became his Girlfriend. He almost layed her down on the floor of the chamber of secrets but Harry reminded him of the war that was still going on.

Hermione now worked at Hogwarts where she taught defence against the Dark arts. Her best friend Harry Potter, the boy who lived (twice) was training to be an auror. Ron was doing the same but studying Potions at Hogwarts three times a week. Proffessor Slughorn still occupied the teaching role. He still didn't know the redheads second name, even though he constantly praised Ginny for become the co captain of the hollie head harpies. Ginny was also in a good position, being famous and Engaged to the chosen one. Ron and Hermione were also fairly famous, being part of the Golden trio and because of the part they played in the downfall of Voldermort.

All three of them had reacted to the end of the war differently. Harry had been releaved, the life that had been Frusted upon him as a toddler was finally over and he could live in peace. He was brilliant auror, some even confessed he was better that his father. Ron had been thrilled, he was no longer, 'Harry Potters best friend.'

He was Ronald Weasley the War Hero who had helped defeat lord Voldemort with his Best friends. They had both gotten what they wanted and so had Hermione. People started taking her seriously. House Elf slavery was now Illegal, all house Elves had to been paid minimum house elf wages which was normally a gallon a day with housing arrangements. She had also written book about her life at Hogwarts with Harry and Ron in her point of view. It was brief. She didn't have time to go into huge detail about everything that had happened, it would have taken seven books or more. It was huge hit anyhow.

The wizarding world loved it.

She was taking a year break from her Job as a Muggle and Magical Lawyer to help out professor McGonagall. Her defence teacher was acciedentaly sent insane by a boggart. The possition seemed to still be cursed. Hermione had agreed to do it until Minerva, as she now called her ex teacher, found a new replacement.

Hermione flicked through the pages of Romeo and Juliet, reading every word.

Her eyes beging to droop as she went on, eventually the words went blurry and her eyes snapped shut. Falling into a peacful sleep.

Somewhere else in the castle a drunken Ginger Auror trainee stumbled in through the main entrance, a blonde girl on his were giggling and shushing each other as the stumbled up staircase by staircase.

"But Won Won, where are we going to go. Won't Hermione be in your room?" Lavender Brown asked hiccuping as Ron dragged her towards his Quarters. Which she shared with Hermione.

"Bloody hell, I didn't think of that,"He slurred.

He had been seeing Lavender for a few months now. Hermione wasn't putting it out and Ron had needs. The busty blonde instanty agreed to fulfill them. Her only condition was that they didn't do it in broom cupboards like they did in sixth year. Lavender was Hermiones teaching assistant. She was strangely good at defence, though not as good as Hermione. She had her own house on the outskirts of Hogsmeade so she did not require accommodation in the castle. Much to Hermiones delight.

Ron knew they couldn't go back there either, since Seamus Finnegan would probably be there waiting up for his alcoholic girlfriend.

The giggling continued, more on Lavenders part. She was sad though, the school year was almost over and het Ron would be off to start his life with Hermione the Famous war Herione.

"Right here," Ron slurred coming to a stop facing the wall opposite the tapestry of Barnabus the Barmy on the seventh floor. Lavender gasped recognising the place from her fifth year. "What do we want?"

He asked looking over at the busty blonde whose smile grew.

"Somewhere cosy!" She whispered suductively, well what she thought was suductive. If Ron would have been even a bit sober he probably would have recoiled and ran away screaming. But Ronald Weasley was so intoxicated you could scream your name in face repeatedly for hours and he still wouldn't know who you are the next day.

He walked past the wall a few times thinking of somewhere cosy. Not a minute later a door way began to form in the place of the wall.

Ron smiled widely and grabbed Lavender, throwing her over his shoulder she screamed a laugh and he chuckled pulling her into the room . It was a big room full of books and a rawring fire which had cushions layed out infront of it. He smiled and walked towards it, ignoring the three couches facing it and the sleeping form of Hermione Granger clutching to her Favourite book.

Hermione Stired in her sleep. She was having a beautiful dream. It was 2017 and she was at Platform nine and three quaters. Ron was there and her children and so was Harry. She smiled as she came around stretching a little her mind and ears came back to reality once her eyes opened. She herd a weird grunt and an obnoxious giggle. Hermione Grangers eyebrows knitted in confusion as she rolled over towards the noices.

Her mouth dropped to the floor when she caught sight of her boyfriend, Ronald Billius Weasley, ball deep in her assistant. She gasped and jumped up from the couch. Thay hadn't even noticed she was there. Rons head whipped around at the Sound of the gasp. Hermione glared at him as he scrambled to free himself of Lavendar, whilst lavendar scrambled to cover herself up. Zipping up his fly, Ron tried to speak.

"Hermione, let me ex-" she cut him off by throwing her book at his face. The corner hit him square in the nose, cutting his face.

"I don't want to hear it. We are over Ronald Weasley." said in a deadly quite voice. She pulled out her wand and sent a leg locker curse at him when he tried to walk closer. Lavender sqeaked and tried to help him when the smartest witch of her age sent a stunning spell at her.

She wiped the tears of betrayal from her eyes and stormed from the room she once called her quite place.

Her fantasies of being Mrs Hermione Weasley shattered with each passing thought.

Her dreams of Hugo and Rose were crushed with every step she took.

Hermione Granger was no push over and Ronald Weasley has had many chances. That was the final straw for her.

Her love for Ronald Weasley turned to burning hatred.

She made it to the room she shared with Ron and flopped down her desk crying her eyes out she reached for her muggle kleenex tissues to dry tears on.

She hated herself for being so stupid as to trust him with her heart. So stupid to think that during her quite times Ronald was studying for his Potions NEWT.

Hermione Granger hated herself, so maybe it was time for a change.