Hermione was excited. Excited to go back to her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. She had spent the last year fighting not only the war, but his prejudices too. Finally, he accepted her and they fell hopelessly in love with each other. He was still himself, with his witty arguments and brutal honesty but he refrained from using the word 'Mudblood'.

He sided with them during the war and she helped keep him out of Azkaban. It was an odd relationship, and Harry and Ron had some problems coming to terms with it, but they eventually did.

Draco never actually forgave his parents for brainwashing him, but he was devastated when he found out they died during the war. They were his parents after all.

The aftermath of the war had left her winding up the death eaters who didnt alraedy surrender themselves. She had been touring the whole bloody country for this and today she returned home. Her and Draco's apartment. Home. Not only that, she was early! She wasnt supposed to be back for another week and she wanted to see the look on his face when she surprised him.

She was walking down the street on the way to thw house. She conjured her pantsuit to a skin tight dress which was black, like the night. She didnt bother knocking, she just slipped in, hoping Draco wouldnt be asleep or exhausted. What she had in store for him required his energy.

Draco wasnt asleep. She slipped in his bedroom quietly. No, he wasnt asleep. What he was was naked. Right there, cheating on her. Not with one, but two girls, together.

One of them was blonde, with grey eyes that resembled Draco's. The other was ginger with green eyes. But Hermione barely had time to register these details as teers flooded her eyes.

He looked drunk of his arse, but seeing her sobered him. She ran out of the room at once, trying to get out of there. She could hear hhim in the background, over the voices in her head telling her to stop and slap him.

"Fuck! Hermione, stop, please! Shit! I dont even-

She listened to him then and stopped. Then she listened to the voices in her head and slapped him. Hard.

"HOW COULD YOU!?" she wailed.

"I'm so fucking sorry. I cant even explain how- Just- I thought you were supposed to get back next week?"

"Right, this whole thing is my fault, now, is it? I'll come back next week, please return to your room and have the time of your life!"

With that, she Apparated to The Hog's Head. She needed a drink.

"Hey- Are you crying, Hermione?" Hermione looked up to find Draco's best friend, Theodre Nott.

"Are you alright-

"Did you know? How long?" she interupted him.

"What are you talking about?"

"Draco."

"I...havent spoken to him in ages. We had huge fight and he kicked me out. To be honest, I hate him right now,"

And then she was crying again, telling Theo everything. Harry and Ron were still away, doing Ministry work and wouldnt be back for another year, at least.

She had to forget about Draco.