I do not own Harry Potter…only the plot.

(A/N: It takes a while to get to Dramione. Its slow but it will be worth it in the end. Enjoy!)

Chapter 1: The Truth

She breathed a sigh of relief as she sat down at the kitchen table. She had decided to take a day off of work. The last time she took a day off was when Hugo had the flu when he was six years old.

Ron had gone into work early due to an emergency in the Auror Department. Hermione was thankful for that. They had been having problems lately. Not horrendous ones, but enough to cause a little bit of tension between the two. Ever since the kids had left for Hogwarts a month prior, he had been sleeping in the guest bedroom.

She sat at the table drinking her mug of tea and reading over the Daily Prophet. As she sat and read, she was startled out of her trance by a tapping on the window. A strange owl sat on the ledge. She stood and walked over to the window to let the bird in. He swept in and went to the middle of the dining table. Before she could walk back over to the table, another owl flew in. And then a third. She didn't know what to think. She left it open as all the owls waited for her to take the note off of their legs. As soon as she did, all of them took flight and left.

Looking down at the letters, they were all addressed to Dearest. And seeing as she was a curious person opened the letter from the first owl. She gasped as she read the letter:

My Dearest,

It has been too long since we have had any fun. I want to hear you moaning my name. And you hearing me moan your name, Ron. I love it and how you can pleasure me by barely touching me. Now, owl me back as soon as possible. Its been over a week.

Love,

-L

In all reality, Hermione didn't want to read the rest of the letters but she knew she had to. So, she opened the next one:

Dearest Ron,

Last night was amazing. It's a miracle that we didn't have the hotel management called on us since we were so loud. How about we have a repeat of last night tonight? Owl me back soon.

Love,

-A

That was all she could take. She grabbed her wand and all the letters and Apparated to the alley next to the Ministry.

She stormed through the lobby. Everyone knew not to stand in the way of an angry Hermione. It looked like everyone there was seeing Voldemort for the first time; that is how scared they all looked.

Once she got to the lifts, no one dared to enter the lift with her. She hit the button that would take her to the Department of Law Enforcement and headed straight for Ron's office. She stopped short of his office when she heard voices coming from behind the door. As she listened, she realized it was her husband, or to her: the lying piece of shit that he was, and her best friend, Harry. They were arguing about something but couldn't make it out. But as she listened quite intently, she knew they were arguing about a current case they were on involving some Dark Arts.

She decided she was going to interrupt. She came through the door and both men turned to her and knew immediately that she was mad beyond belief. They could tell since her knuckles had gone white from gripping her wand in one hand and the letters in the other. Harry was the first to speak.

"Um, Mione, what has you so upset?" Harry asked.

"Why don't you ask my lying, cheating, scum bag of a husband?!" She shouted as she slammed the door shut but not before getting quite a few stares from some of the workers on the floor.

Harry looked dumbfounded as he stared at Hermione and then looked over to stare at Ron and then back to her. "Um, what exactly do you mean, Hermione?" Harry timidly asked.

"I mean Ron here has been cheating on me for I don't know how long." She said in the scariest tone they had ever heard come from her mouth. "I read two of the letters. I didn't read the third. Ronald, I want you to read it out loud to me right now." She stuck her hand out with all the letters in it. "And only take the unopened one."

Ron came forward and grabbed the unopened letter. He wasn't about to grab the other two. She looked too angry for him to try that. He slowly opened it and from the smell of the perfume knew exactly who it was from.

"Go ahead and read it, Ronald." She said threateningly.

"I'm getting there." He said; speaking for the first time since she had arrived. "Here it is:

My Dear,

Please come see me. I know its only been 3 days but that's too long for me, Ron. Why don't you just leave that sorry ass bitch and stay with me?

Love,

-S

As soon as he had finished reading, he was flat on his back from the punch that Hermione had just given him. "Don't bother coming back to the house. I'll pack everything and send it to the Burrow." With that she grabbed the letter from Ron and stormed out of his office. She heard Harry start yelling at him and calling him a bloody idiot. Then she heard hurried footsteps and Harry hollering at her to slow down. She stopped and turned around, where she saw Harry bent over and panting from running.

"God, Hermione! You're almost 40! How can you still walk that fast?!" He exclaimed as he finally caught his breath.

Hermione cracked a smile at her best friend and said, "Exercise my dear."

Harry stood up and looked at her. "How are you doing after finding out he's been cheating on you with another woman?" He asked; genuine concern in his eyes.

"Actually three other women. The letter he read was signed S. The other two were signed with a L and the other an A." Hermione chocked out before collapsing into his arms and crying. He helped her up and led her to his office since he was the Head of the Auror Department. He held her until she had cried all she need to. When she was finished, she wiped her face, and sat up away from Harry.

"I need to go to the Department of Marriage. I'm filing for divorce. I'm not staying married to a man who cheats on me constantly." She said as she determinedly walked out the door.