After a busy day at the ministry, Hermione was ready to crawl into her comfiest pyjamas and go to bed. However, she remembered last minute that she had a date arrangement with Ron.
She went home to change into jeans and a gray sweater that was loose and several sizes too big. Hermione Apparated herself to the Mirror Isle, one of the well known restaurants of the wizarding community. When she got there, Ron was already sitting at a booth. She sat down across from him, on the plush black couch. There was something different about Ron today, something that made him look nervous. They'd been dating for 5 years, were soon to be married, and Hermione could always tell when Ron was upset, or rather, nervous.
"Ron, is something wrong?", Hermione asked, genuinely concerned. Ron seemed to snap out of a daydream.
"Oh, um… 'Mione, there's something I need to tell you. I… I can't date you anymore. I'm sorry."
Hermione blinked. "Excuse me? Did you just say you were breaking up with me?"
Ron gulped. "Well, see, I found another girl, and…" It all came tumbling out. "Hermione, you're nice and all, but look at you! You hide everything, and I'm not even sure you have curves or not! You dress like you don't care what anyone thinks about you. I just can't do this anymore! Even if you'll never find someone like me again, I have to. I… I'm so sorry."
Hermione just stood there, gaping. The nerve Ron had to break up with her, and 3 days before their wedding, too! She just stood there, then came to her senses. "Ronald Weasley, I can't believe you. You're breaking up with me just because I don't dress well? That's it. I've had enough. I am officially done."
She took off her engagement ring and threw it on the table. She started walking out, turned around sharply, and said; "You know what Ron? You're right. I'll never find someone like you again. I'll find someone better."
With those words, she flipped her hair back, blinked back tears welling up in her eyes, and stalked out the door.
Draco Malfoy was eating breakfast. He picked up and looked at the first page of the Daily Prophet. He spit out the black Luwak coffee imported from Indonesia he was drinking.
The headline was about his girlfriend, Cassandra Dahl. She had cheated on him, Prince of the men, with the weasel king. She would pay. He turned to the next page with hands trembling with fury. His mouth formed an O shape as he saw the article titled 'Ronmione no more!'
'Of Course.' He thought grimly. 'They were engaged!' He felt a little, just a little bit of sympathy for his childhood enemy. Then, he knew exactly what to do.
Hermione opened her sore red eyes to greet the morning sunshine.
She groaned as she thought of the night before. She had come home and flung herself on her bed, crying her eyes out. She'd let a few more tears leak out, then changed into more comfortable clothes and went to sleep. However, she didn't have a good night's rest. She flopped around on her bed all night, then woke up.
She pulled herself out of bed, took a quick shower, and decided she would take the day off of work.
She brushed her teeth, changed into a white shirt and sweatpants, and spent the afternoon gathering all of Ron's things without magic. She'd always liked to do things the muggle way, and this time, for some reason, she thought she shouldn't do it with magic.
After gathering everything, she put all of Ron's junk in a huge box, but didn't bother to shrink it. All the better for him to carry it home, panting. The she crashed onto the sofa, and blacked out from the exhaustion. 'Just a few minutes won't hurt' she thought as she fell asleep.
Hermione woke up a quarter past 8 PM. She shrieked as she found out she'd slept for 8 hours. "Oh my god!". Just then, the doorbell rang.
She walked to the front door and opened it. Her mouth opened in horror as her mouth and mind tried to form words in unison.
"D... Dr... DRACO MALFOY?"