Coming home from a long day at work Hermione was met with a loud bang from the kitchen.
Redukto!
Thinking someone was dueling in her kitchen she drew her wand and run for it. The sight that met her was the most shocking and hilarious she had ever seen.
In the middle of a wrecked kitchen stood Draco, her husband since five years, casting Redukto al over the place looking absolutely crazy.
"What the hell are you doing with my kitchen?" she didn't know if she should laugh or cry.
"We have flies in the kitchen. I've been trying to kill it for maybe an hour now" Draco answered with a slight blush.
Hermione caught sight of the fly and conjured a teatowle, wet one corner of it and took a fighting stans worth of a ninja. SMATCH! And she had smacked it right out of the air. It fell dead to the floor in front of Draco's feet.
Draco just stood there gob smacked. Here had he tried for the last hour to kill that blasted fly and here she came and took it out in one go. He didn't notice Hermione walking around him before she smacked him over his ass with the teatowle. He jumped a foot in the air with a high pitched YOW.
Hermione just threw the towel at him. "Now clean up this mess!" she turned her back to him and hightailed out of the kitchen.
Draco stood with his hand on his ass. It burned and it did bruise his ego a quite a bit. 'Well hell' he thought with a smirk, 'I'll just have to make it even tonight in bed.'