A/N – As any of my regular readers know, I love a reunion story so here we are with another of my short reunion stories. This one had 5 chapters and updates will be daily. I hope people enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Ron Weasley looked down at the fancy gold edged, ivory invitation in his hands, anticipation swirling in his stomach. In Ron's hands lay an invitation to his school reunion. It had been twenty years since Ron had graduated from Hogwarts, or at least it had been twenty years since he should have graduated. With the war, he'd never actually finished his education at Hogwarts, but then again, neither had most people in their year. Still, the invitation was a chance to reunite with his fellow classmates and reminisce on the good times spent at Hogwarts.

Although reminiscing with old friends wasn't what had Ron's stomach churning with anticipation. He was actually still in contact with any old friends he was interested in talking to, all apart from one. The love of his life, and former wife, Hermione Granger. It had been fifteen years since his marriage had ended, and fourteen years since he'd last seen Hermione, but he was still in love with the feisty brunette witch who had so captivated him back in school.

Ron couldn't pinpoint exactly when Hermione went from being his slightly annoying friend, to the witch he spent every waking hour thinking about, but by the time the war was over and Voldemort was defeated, he was head over heels in love with Hermione. Fortunately for him, Hermione seemed to return his feelings and as things started to return to normal, the pair embarked on a romance. To Ron their relationship was perfect, and it was Hermione who had helped him cope with losing his brother, Fred, in the war. Without her, he wasn't sure he ever would have moved on from the war and started to live his life again.

But live again he had done, and he'd joined his best friend, Harry Potter, in joining the Aurors while Hermione had set about training to be a healer. For almost two years the pair had dated quite happily, fitting their romance in around their respective careers, and when Ron had proposed, Hermione hadn't hesitated in accepting. The pair were then married a few months later in a quiet, intimate ceremony attended by their close friends and family.

Ron's wedding day was the happiest day of his life, and just thinking about it gave him butterflies. Dropping the invitation onto the bed, Ron picked up the picture that stood on his bedside table. The picture was of him and Hermione on their wedding day, and just looking at it you could see how happy and in love the couple had been. Ron just wished he could go back in time and recapture that happiness, before everything went wrong and he ended up losing the most important person in his life.

As he looked back now, Ron could see how he'd started to take Hermione for granted after they were married. He'd no longer put the effort into their relationship, and he had often cancelled plans with his wife at the last moment. Ron could now see what a neglectful husband he'd turned into, but at the time, he'd had no idea of the cracks that had begun to show in his marriage. He'd carried on thinking everything was perfect, and he'd blamed Hermione for the change in their relationship when she began to work longer hours. Of course, he now knew Hermione had worked longer hours to make up for his neglect, but at the time he'd been convinced that it was her pulling away from him.

As a result, it meant their marriage had gone through a particularly bad patch. Hermione had tried to get Ron to see that he was the one who'd pulled away from her first, but he'd been adamant that Hermione had been the one to start neglecting him. The rows had not been pretty, and while Hermione had thrown herself into her work, Ron had taken to spending evenings in pubs, drowning his sorrows.

After one particularly vicious row, when an upset Hermione had told Ron she regretted marrying him, Ron had made the biggest mistake of his life. Instead of trying to prove to Hermione that she'd made the right decision marrying him, he'd stormed off and gotten so drunk he'd ended up sleeping with another witch, their former classmate, Lisa Turpin. Ron had been wracked with guilt when he'd awoken the next morning and discovered his betrayal, and after making Lisa promise to keep their liaison secret, he'd returned to Hermione, vowing to be the best husband she could ever want.

For a couple of months, his fresh attitude had really worked and Ron had been hopeful that the worst was behind him. But then Lisa had turned up at his home one Sunday afternoon and dropped the bombshell that she was pregnant. Hermione had understandably been devastated, and she'd thrown Ron out there and then. Ron had tried to explain to Hermione that it had just been a one-time thing and it meant nothing, but it didn't matter. He'd broken her heart, and Hermione had made it clear there was no going back for them.

As it turned out, Hermione had meant every word and barely a month after the revelations that he'd gotten another witch pregnant, she hit him with divorce papers. Divorce wasn't something done a lot in the wizarding world, and their separation had made headlines and caused shock waves in the wizarding world. Ron's mother, Molly, had been particularly vocal about her disapproval of the divorce. In her opinion, a couple worked through their problems, they didn't just end things when it got tricky. However, Hermione was adamant her relationship with Ron was over, and even though it took several months, she pressed on with the divorce and even though it wasn't what he wanted, Ron found himself without a wife. He even lost Hermione as a friend as no sooner had the divorce been finalised, then Hermione had left the country, never to be seen again.

At the same time as losing Hermione, he'd also gained a son, Hugo, who was now fourteen. Despite everything fathering a child with Lisa had cost him, Ron loved Hugo, and over the years his children had become the centre of his universe. He'd never moved on from Hermione, and he'd never once been serious enough with another witch to even consider living together, let alone marrying her. Over the years he had indulged in an on-off again relationship with Lisa, which resulted in them having a second child, six year old Rose. Although, even with two children together, Ron refused to bow to the pressure both Lisa and his mother put on him to make the union official. Deep down, he was still in love with Hermione, and he harboured hopes of reuniting with his former wife.

Ron still had his job as an Auror, and his family, but without Hermione, he felt as though part of him was missing. Even his two children had never been able to fill the missing hole in his life. But now with the reunion around the corner, he couldn't help but wonder if he was going to get a second chance of happiness. Maybe if Hermione was still single, they could rekindle their flame. After all, they had once loved each other once, so what was to say they couldn't do so again?


Sitting propped up against the dressing table in his bedroom, the invitation to the school reunion seemed to mock Draco Malfoy. A return to Hogwarts was the last thing Draco wanted, and he doubted there would be anyone at the reunion that wanted to see him. He'd only ever had a band of Slytherins as his friends, and he was still in contact with all of them. So why would he want to go and spend the evening with a bunch of people who hadn't even liked him in school?

As if summoned by the direction of his thoughts, the answer emerged from the bathroom in the form of his beautiful wife, Hermione Granger. The truth was, Hermione was the only reason he was even considering attending the event the following weekend. His wife wanted to attend the reunion, and since he would give Hermione anything she wanted, Draco knew he would also be attending the reunion. He just wished he knew just what was pushing Hermione into attending.

Since they're received the invitation two weeks ago, Hermione had been pretty adamant that she wanted to attend the reunion. She claimed it was because her years at Hogwarts had been happy ones, and she wanted to see the people she went to school with and see what they had made of their lives, but Draco was worried in case it was something else. He was worried in case the reason she wanted to attend was her ex-husband, Ron Weasley.

Draco knew all about Hermione's past with Ron. He knew his wife had loved her first husband despite their differences, and he also knew that if Ron hadn't been foolish enough to cheat on her that they might even still have been together. Not that Draco didn't think that Hermione loved him, as he knew she did, but he always worried that her connection with her first husband would trump the one they had.

As he lay in bed, watching Hermione get ready to join him, he couldn't help but wonder what would happen if they went to reunion and Hermione decided she wanted to be with Ron. It would break Draco to lose Hermione, as she was the love of his life, and he honestly couldn't imagine his life without her in. Draco shivered at the thought of losing his precious wife, a movement that caught Hermione's eye through the mirror.

"Cold?" She asked, looking over her shoulder at her husband.

"No, just thinking," Draco replied with a stiff smile.

"About the reunion?" Hermione asked, turning around and getting to feet.

"How can you tell?" Draco asked. Even after ten years together, six of them married, he was still surprised by Hermione's ability to read him like a book. Most people said he was unreadable, which was something of a Malfoy trait, but Hermione just had to look at him to know exactly what was on his mind.

"Because I know you," Hermione replied, shrugging and causing the thin strap of her silk negligee to slide down her shoulder. "We don't have to go if you don't want to."

"You want to go, so we're going," Draco insisted. "Besides, everyone else has already said they're going."

By everyone else, he meant his Slytherin friends. Most of the group had welcomed Hermione with open arms when she'd started dating Draco, and even the few who had been hesitant about her, had realised that she made Draco happy, so they'd also accepted her. These days, Hermione got on pretty well with his friends.

"I still don't want to do anything that will make you unhappy," Hermione said as she crawled onto the bed and straddled Draco. "We can skip the reunion and have a night to ourselves if you would rather. Your parents have agreed to watch Scorpius and Lyra, so we'd be child free."

Scorpius was their mischievous four year old son, while Lyra was their gorgeous little eighteen month old daughter, and both children were doted on by their parents, grandparents and friends of the family. It had already been arranged that Lucius and Narcissa would have the children for the evening so that Draco and Hermione could attend the reunion.

"I'm sure Mother and Father could look after the children another night so we can have a night just the two of us," Draco said. "After all, we are back in England for a week."

The Malfoys actually lived in France, and only ever visited England when they were visiting their parents. Draco had moved to France after the war, and the press attention that was making his attempts to move on and forget the murky past impossible, while Hermione had moved to the country following her divorce from Ron. She'd needed a fresh start where people weren't interested in her broken marriage and her war heroine past. What she'd found was a country who didn't care who she was, and a second chance of love with Draco, whom she ran into at the hospital where she worked.

"So you want to go to the reunion?" Hermione asked sceptically.

"You know I really couldn't care less about the reunion," Draco replied. "But I know you want to go, and I'm going to be there to support you."

"Thank you," Hermione said, smiling at her husband before she leant down and gently pressed her lips against his. "And you have nothing to worry about. I want to see my friends, not Ron."

"How did you know?" Draco asked with a frown. He never mentioned her ex-husband as he'd never wanted Hermione to know how terrified he was that she would leave him.

"Because I know you," Hermione repeated, gently running her fingers through Draco's soft hair. "I know you're worried about Ron, and that he's the reason I want to attend the reunion."

"And he's not?"

"Of course he's not," Hermione stated firmly. "I could happily live the rest of my life without ever seeing Ron Weasley again. But I did have other friends, and I haven't seen them since I left England. I exchange the odd card with Neville and Luna, but I haven't even spoken to the likes of Harry since I moved to France."

"He did take Weasley's side in your break-up," Draco pointed out.

"He didn't really," Hermione replied with a shrug. "He was just stuck in the middle, married to Ron's sister. I couldn't expect him to side with me. He was stuck in an impossible situation, and I just made things easier for him by leaving. I didn't force him to choose because it wasn't fair on Harry."

"He still could have wrote," Draco muttered.

"Maybe," Hermione agreed. "But I could have wrote to him, but I never did. Sometimes people just drift apart. But even so, it would be nice to reconnect for one night."

"Will it just be the one night?" Draco asked as he ran his hands up Hermione's legs, idly wondering if sex was on the menu that night. Although considering it was something they did almost every night, he would be very surprised if they went to sleep without first making love.

"More than likely," Hermione replied with a nod. "Things can't go back to how they were, too much has changed. Besides, my life is here in France with you and the children. You're my life, Draco, you, Scorpius and Lyra. I don't want to go back, not to England and most certainly not to Ron."

"But you did love him," Draco said sadly.

"I did," Hermione confirmed. Despite everything, she couldn't deny that she had loved Ron and that he'd been her first love. "You know I did, but I don't love him anymore. I haven't loved him for a long time. I love you, Draco. I'm in love with you. Nothing will ever change that. Ron may have been my first love, but you're my true love."

"I love you, too," Draco said quietly. Confessing his love to Hermione was something he rarely did, as he found his emotions hard to express at times, but he liked to think he showed Hermione how much he loved her every day. She was his world, and he hated to think that she didn't know how much she meant to him.

"I know you do," Hermione said with a smile, as she reconnected their lips and ended their conversation as they set about showing each other just how much they loved one another.

Words may not have been Draco's forte, but his actions showed her just how much he loved and worshipped her. Hermione knew she really couldn't ask for a better husband. After Ron her heart had been broken, and she'd never thought she would love again, but then Draco had re-entered her life and shown her that there was life after Ron Weasley. He'd not only mended her heart, but he'd made it stronger, and Hermione knew the love she shared with Draco was far more reliable than what she'd had with Ron. At the end of the day, she and Draco were just a much better match, and her second marriage was so much stronger, and so much happier, than her first. Ron Weasley was her past, and Draco Malfoy was her present and future, of that Hermione was certain.