Now that she had nothing to preoccupy her mind, she started to cry as everything hit her at once. Hermione loved Ron at first, gave him everything she had and yet he still took her for granted. She waited for him after Hogwarts until he said he was ready for them to be together- which was understandable. He lost a brother and he didn't know what he wanted to do next - other than confronting his problems with a bottle in his hand. When they dated, that stemmed from him drinking, but as she cleaned him up, the source of their problems came from him forgetting their dates to hang out with his team or him flirting with other women. Flirting. She found herself daft to ever think it went anything past that. Hermione took another drink from the bottle and winced as the memory of coming home early that day replayed in her mind.