It just Does

Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter.

Summary- A simple fight is never just a simple fight. How can everything going from being prefect to disaster over one little thing? Read and find out.

Draco Malfoy sat on the couch, he had been in the same position for the past fifty minutes. He kept replaying it in his over and over again. The objects that had been thrown were still laying on the ground. There was a bunch of glass from one of the picture that broke. Draco fiddle with the wedding ring that was on his finger. He continued to look around the room, it was a mess. The whole fight was permanently burned in his mind, ever little insult that had been thrown, ever name they had called each other and every time of the two duck because of an object being thrown at the other's head. He slowly got up and walked into the dining room, the table was still set, the candles were slowly burning, the food that he had spent all day cooking was now cold. Draco rested against the wall and slowly slid down it, he felt the tears pricking behind his eyelids, he just let the tears fall.

"Draco?" Hermione Granger-Weasley's voice called through the small house. "Draco?" she ventured through the living and into the dining room, her heart broke at the sight of the broke man crying before her. Hermione walked over to Draco and sat down beside him, she wrapped her arms around him and Draco just cried into her chest.

"Draco what happened?" She asked after he had calmed down some

"He left." Hermione just hugged him closer, when she felt him start to shake.

"Did you guys fight?" Hermione asked some time later

"Did you not see the living room?"

"What did you guys fight over?"

"I think he's been cheating on me."

"He would never do that." Hermione quickly defended

"Yeah he hasn't been coming home until midnight or some nights he doesn't at all. He's never wants us to been seen together and- and I thinks that's enough proof."

"Come on lets go out for a drink."

"But you don't drink."

"I know but someone has to make sure you don't get absolutely wasted." Draco sighed but agreed and the two apprenated to Diagon Alley. The two entered the bar and Hermione ordered their drinks, they went to find their seats when something or someone made Draco stop right in his tracks. Hermione followed his line of vision and she was disgusted by the sight before her.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER. HOW DARE YOU?" Hermione yelled the bar was fairly quiet that night so it echoed nicely. Harry broke apart from the girl he was currently kissing and turned to look at a very pissed of Hermione and a very sad and heartbroken Draco. Harry immediately sobered up and told the girl to go away.

"Draco, it's not what-"

"Not what it looks like? Then tell me exactly how it's supposed to look." Draco stared at Harry who just kept opening and closing his mouth, he looked like a fish . Draco turned to face Hermione "Thanks for trying to cheer me up but I think I'm gonna go throw up." Draco left the bar and aprenated home.

"Hermio-"

"DON'T. Don't you dare. How could you? You two get in a little fight and then you go here and what shag some girl you found in the street?"

"Hermione –"

"No Harry. He's your husband and you hurt him."

"I hurt him. I HURT HIM. Are you serious? Do you have any idea how it felt when he accused me of cheating on him?"

"You just did."

"Hermione, I would never ever in my life cheat on Draco, but when I went home and he started accusing me of that, it hurt. I never meant to kiss that girl."

"Harry," Hermione sighed and ran and hand through her hair "come on, you can stay with Ron and I tonight since I don't think Draco will want to see you." Harry nodded and the two left for Hermione's house. The two entered the house, and went into the living room where Ron was sitting on the couch eating pie and watching TV.

"Hey Ron." Harry greeted and sat down on the couch next to his friend

"Harry what are you doing here?" Ron question as he stuffed another mouthful of pie in his mouth

"Had a fight with Draco." Harry answered keeping it simple

"Finally you got rid of the ferret."

"RONALD." Hermione screeched

"What you can't honestly say that you liked him Hermione?"

"Your right I didn't like at first, then I actually talked to him and now were friends. Now if you'll excuse I'm going to bed. Harry you can sleep in the guest room. Ron your sleeping on the couch." She kissed both of their cheeks than went upstairs.

"Sorry mate." Harry said to Ron's shocked face.