The Price was Right

Hermione apparated into Hogsmede, breathing heavily and frowning. It hadn’t been raining when she left but it was coming down in bucketfuls here. She shrugged; she didn’t care about the weather. She was on a mission.



She walked slowly down the road and could see a light shining from the window of her house. As she approached, she bent slowly and peered into the kitchen. Sure enough, there was Ron and Lavender, looking just like Hermione. They had obviously just eaten and Ron was holding her hand across the table. Lavender was staring into his eyes and saying something and to Hermione’s surprise, Ron jumped up and hugged her to him as she laughed over his shoulder.



‘Wonder what that was about…?’ she muttered. She moved over to the front door and stood up. Taking a deep breath she put her hand on the handle and walked inside her house. She walked softly to the kitchen door and her eyes went wide as she overheard their conversation.



‘Oh my god, … I can’t believe it! I can’t wait to tell Mum, she’ll be so happy…. And Harry, can you see his face?’ Ron was obviously smiling, she could hear it in his voice.



‘We need to keep it to ourselves for a bit Ron.’ Said the Lavender Hermione. ‘It’s early days anyway….’



Hermione was shocked. Was Lavender telling him she was pregnant? Only one way to find out. She stepped into the kitchen slowly.



‘Hello Ron.’ She murmured.



Ron turned to face her. ‘All right Hermione…’ he glared at her, his face hard.



Lavender smirked a little. This was going to be good.



Hermione’s jaw dropped. ‘You already know, don’t you?’ she gasped.



Ron looked at her. ‘For a clever witch you’re not that bright sometimes, Hermione. Did you think I was going to let you run away from me that night and not run after you? I saw everything…. and I heard everything. Lavender was right. You are a slut.’



Hermione blanched and stared at Lavender. ‘If Ron knows, why do you still look like me?’



‘I like your body. You have nice tits and Ron likes them too. I don’t always look like this when we’re fucking, do I Ron?’ She smiled at him and he grinned at her.



‘Not always… you have a fantastic body of your own. I don’t want you to use the polyjuice potion again after today. I don’t want to fuck my wife anymore.’ He smiled warmly at her and turned to look at Hermione, his face cold. ‘Lavender has given me what you wouldn’t Hermione. We’re having a baby. So you can get your stuff and get out. Whenever you’re ready… and tell Snape he’s welcome to you.’



Hermione looked from one to the other of them and started to laugh. This was just too perfect for words.



‘Congratulations, both of you. I hope you’ll be happy. I really mean that. I can’t say I’m sorry it’s all over. I just wish you’d told me sooner.’



Ron smirked. ‘I knew you wanted out, Hermione. That’s why I didn’t tell you. I just wanted you to suffer a little, the way you made me when you wouldn’t make love to me…’



Hermione shrugged. It didn’t matter any more. She was free.



‘I’m just going to pack some of my stuff. I’ll send one of the house elves to get the rest in the week.’



‘Yeh, whatever…’ Ron nodded at her and turned his attention back to Lavender.



Hermione grinned to herself and went up the stairs, her stomach flipping with excitement. She couldn’t wait to tell Severus.



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Hermione apparated back to the small seaside town where they were staying, her holdall clutched in her hand. She had extended the interior of her bag and the entire contents of her wardrobe were inside. She glanced down at her watch. She had been gone for over two hours and gasped in shock. Severus was probably wondering where she was. In haste she walked up to the hotel.



Adam was on reception. It was always quiet on Sunday’s and he decided to do the crossword in the local paper. An idiot wrote it and he had it almost completed in the space of a few minutes. He looked up and raised his eyebrows in surprise as he saw Hermione walk through into the foyer.



‘Mrs. Snape? Is everything OK, Madam, did you forget something?’ He asked her puzzled.



‘What? No… I’m just going back upstairs…’ she smiled at him a little puzzled.



Adam went pale. Oh shit. The honeymoon was over and she didn’t know. It had been very quiet in their suite over the past few hours and a few people had made a lot of money knowing the old man had burnt himself out.



‘Mrs Snape, your husband isn’t here. He checked out and paid the bill about fifteen minutes ago. I’m very sorry.’ Adam watched Hermione as her face fell and she dropped her bag on the floor.



‘Mrs Snape, are you alright?’ Adam was starting to panic as he stared at her, tears were falling down her face.



Hermione was stunned. He didn’t wait for her. He must have gone back to Hogwarts. Damn him. She wiped her tears from her face angrily.



‘My husband can be a bit of a prick when he wants, Adam. Forgive me. I’d better go and find him…’ she muttered.



Honestly. Severus was so infuriating. She could see him in her minds eye, pacing the room, thinking everything over. She knew he came to the conclusion that she had left him. Why couldn’t he just trust her, for fucks sake!



She hoisted her bag onto her shoulder, walked back out of the hotel and apparated back to Hogsmede.





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LOL!! I wanted Ron to get the upper hand for once, whaddya think?? And Severus, he\'s like a spoiled child sometimes...tsk tsk....