She was vaguely aware of her surroundings. She had just

apparated here, after finding Ron in their bed, with someone else. Truthfully, she could care less that people were staring. Angry tears fell from her eyes. She was sad, and angry that she was sad. Sad because he just took her heart and tore it to shreds. The ache in her chest made her think that it was beyond repair. This time, she wouldn't forgive. She couldn't, no matter how much the brutal truth hurt. This was the second time that she had caught him with another woman. She had been returning early from an exhausting day at work, looking forward to their dinner plans. She remembered the shocked look on his face, when she opened the bedroom door. She ran from the room, grabbing her shoes. Recalling the memory was much too painful, and she let out another sob. A pretty waitress walked up to her with a box of tissues. Hermione looked up, and gave her a watery grimace. "Thanks." She mumbled. The waitress gave a small smile, and said, "If you need anything, just ask."

Hermione nodded, and reached for a tissue. As she blew her nose loudly, the waitress turned on her heel and walked away.

It could have been another hour or so, Hermione didn't know. She had stopped sobbing, and now she was left with a runny nose and a puffy face. She reached to the side, feeling the glazed wood of the bench. She had left in such a hurry, she left her purse behind. She looked around. The bar was starting to clear out, leaving just a few people sitting at the bar. Somebody was walking towards her, with a confident stride. She braced herself, and cleared her throat as somebody sat down. In the dim light, she could only make out certain features. Her bloodshot eyes scanned the figure. Obviously male, with an angled face and wide eyes. She couldn't make out what color the eyes were because of the dim light, but she could tell that the stranger's thick, shiny hair was a shocking color of blonde.

"Granger, don't you know it's rude to stare??" said the stranger, and suddenly she knew who it was.

You should've recognized the arrogant swagger and the hair. That should have been a giveaway, thought Hermione.

"Malfoy." The one word came out as a croak. She reached forward and grabbed the glass of water that the waitress had brought earlier. She quickly took a huge gulp, and immediately started choking. She coughed for what seemed like forever, until finally her lungs quieted. She looked up, embarrassed.

"Well, Granger, long time no see. I received a call from the manager, complaining of some woman that has been sitting here, sobbing for hours. And, as you may know, it's my job, as the CEO of this chain of particular bars, to make sure that the customers are left in peace. You seem to be disturbing them." He gestured towards the other mahogany tables.

"Oh." She hadn't realized that the bar she was in belonged to MalfoyManors INC. Hermione opened her mouth about to make a bitter remark, but instead said something else.

"It's a very beautiful bar." She said, finally looking around. It was expensive looking, with stylish paintings hanging on the walls. She lowered her gaze from his grey eyes, and stared down at the table. "I should leave." Hermione whispered, moving forward to get up.

"No, not yet. Why don't you tell me why you're here in the first place??" He said.

"You've never been the most caring person, why should I tell you?" she said, her dark eyes flashing.

"I take it you don't have any money on you??" He motioned towards the empty seat next to her. "I could kick you out, right now, but you could save yourself a lot of unnecessary embarrassment if you would answer the question."

"I-probably shouldn't. You can read about it in the prophet. I'm sure R-r-on, will make it on the cover page with this. Rita will have a field day." She said, wiping her nose.

"So, I take it this includes your husband…The weasel??" His use of the old insult made her smile, as much as she could, given her situation. "Well-" And then a very breathless Ron appeared in the center of the room with a pop.

Hermione's vision blurred, and everything went black.

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