"Cancel what, Hermione? What is this? What are we doing? This has been going on for five years now and I just can’t anymore. One week you’re here every night, asleep and satisfied in my bed, and the next week you’re gone. I’ll hear from Harry or George that you’re seeing another new bloke and I won’t hear from you for months. Rinse and Repeat, for five years." His words should have been shouted and angry. That she could have handled. 