Chapter 1 : This is Definitely Worse
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I love him. Much more than he loves me. That much is obvious. He told me he loved me, but that was before he left me for her. That stupid bitch, that disgusting slut.
It hurt so much. I was at home, waiting for him to come back from work. He walked in the door with the gravest expression I had ever seen on his face. Worse than any expressions he had ever had during the war. He then told me he needed to talk to me. We sat down, and he told me everything. He told me how she returned, how he couldn’t believe how much he wanted her. They had an affair for awhile, but she told him that she would either have all of him or none of him. It meant he had to leave me, or not have her.
I got so angry. I started yelling at him, screaming, telling him how much of an ass he was, that he was an unfeeling jerk. I screamed that she was a stupid whore, and that if he wanted her that bad, then he deserved all the pain he got from her.
I’m not stupid. I know all about their past. I went to bloody school with them. It was not a normal relationship. It wasn’t right. It shouldn’t be like that.
Eventually he told me he was sorry. I didn’t believe him. I don’t believe him still. I started throwing things at him then. I asked him about our child, our beautiful little girl. He promised he’d still help me. I told him I didn’t need a cheating bastards help. I told him to just get out my life. I didn’t need him, I didn’t want him.
It’s been two months since I heard from him. My daughter keeps asking for Daddy. I always tell her Daddy’s gone away for work. I don’t know why I keep lying to her. I need to realise that he’s not coming back.
My closest friends come over with their two children at least once a week. She’s pregnant again. I’m happy for them, but I wish I could have the happy ending they have. They never mention him, unless I ask if they’ve heard from him. Of course they have. They’re close to him too. They always say he doesn’t talk to anyone much. They say he looks miserable. I sincerely doubt it. How could anyone be miserable when they get laid as often as I’m sure he does with her.
They also tell me that he actually wasn’t going to leave me, I was the one who had kicked him out. They tell me he had told her it was over. I don’t believe it. Why tell me if he wasn’t going to leave me?
Two whole months. One of the few times he actually listened to me, when I told him I didn’t want his help with our daughter. She was missing her father. She was only a year and a half old, but she still knew he was missing.
She wasn’t the only one missing him. I did too. I knew if I ever saw him again I would tell him I forgave him, just so he came back. I miss him with all my heart. I would do anything to hear his voice again, to hear him say he loved me.
There was a knock on the door. I went out to open the door, and he was standing there.
“I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I miss you so much. You’re the only person I’ve ever truly loved. There was something missing with her. I hated it. I missed you the whole time. I came clean because I didn’t want any secrets from you. I wasn’t going to leave you, I swear,” he said. He started crying. I could feel myself start to cry as well.
“I bet she was happy when I kicked you out,” I stated. He nodded, smiling bitterly.
“She was overjoyed. I don’t know what I was thinking. I love you so much, I don’t know why I thought to start an affair,” he said. I looked down, and bit my lip.
“Have you left her?” I asked. He nodded.
“I left her two months ago. I ended it with her before I came to talk to you. She tried to get me back, but I told her that I didn’t want her, she had cost me everything. She tried making me jealous. It didn’t work. All I could think about was you. You and Rosie,” he said.
“Oh, Ron!” I said, and I hugged him. We could move on from this, we’d learn. We’d grow as a family.
“I love you, Hermione,” he said, “Not Lavender. She couldn’t hold a conversation to save herself.” I smiled a bit.
“Of course she can’t. But that’s beside the point,” I said. Ron tightened his grip on me.
“I missed you so much!” he exclaimed, “And Rosie. Where is she, I want to see her.” I smiled, and lead him to Rosie’s bedroom. Ron leant over her crib.
“Hi, Rosie. I’m back. I’m never leaving you again. I love you and your mother too much. No matter how much she yells at me, and tells me to leave, I won’t. I promise,” Ron whispered. I smiled. I knew he loved me, much more than I thought he did. I knew we would fight, we always did, but we love each other, and that’s all that mattered. We would stay together, as we promised on the day we married, through better and worse.
AN~ I just randomly thought of this, and I wrote it, and decided to put it up. I couldn't decide who it would be about at first, that's why I don't use any names at first. I decided to add in a daughter, and that's when I decided it would be Ron and Hermione. Anyway, thanks for reading, please tell me what you think through a review!
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