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weasley_now (weasley_now) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Hermione had kept only one thing from Ron all these years. Her letters to and from Viktor. When they'd begun to write again after the war she and Ron had a giant fight over the correspondence. She'd finally been able to use Viktor's marriage to squelch the argument. Of course, when the papers had reported the divorce Ron's glares had begun again and Hermione had decided it was simply easier to tell Ron that they had stopped writing than to open the door for further resistance. Of course the journals meant that their conversations would come to light again, but that was a bridge she'd cross when it presented itself.

When Viktor took her hand Hermione felt a familiar old shiver run down her spine. Sure, she'd always had an inkling toward Ron, but if she had to list her first love it would have been Viktor. Those feelings never truly went away. Fortunately she'd been able to lock them away in the back of her mind.

As they walked toward the table Viktor had chosen for them she pulled her hand away and used it to readjust the way her bag sat on her shoulder. "Productive as always," she stated as much as she dare. "How are the children?"