Disclaimer: I'm still writing fanfiction. I literally own NOTHING. That inculdes the title and the last line. ;)
~/~
Hermione was sitting in her living room, curled up on her couch, a box of tissues next to her. The only thing she could think of was Draco Malfoy and how he had broken her heart...
Six times.
They had broken up after he had went on an Auror mission with Harry and Ron and had come back and avoided her for a month after.
Ron told her that he had saw Malfoy in the bar drinking the night before their return with a pretty witch. He left her to make her own assumptions about what her love had done with the other woman.
He had Flooed her exactly a month after they had broken up saying, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I'll be better I promise."
It lasted two weeks. He was back to his old self.
They ran into each other frequently at Diagon Alley and Hermione avoided all eye contact she could. His eyes where her weakness. The sadness that always radiated behind them broke her. She would always take him back.
She started blankly at the television she had brought with her to her new flat. She rubbed a hand across her face feeling the grubbiness that came with crying. Why was she crying over him?
A knock came on her flat door and she got up; dragging a blanket that was wrapped around her shoulders covering her pajamas. She opened her door expecting to see Ginny bringing her another tub of her favorite icecream, but instead she came face to face with the last person she wanted to see.
"What do you want?" Hermione glared at Draco Malfoy and his gray eyes.
"Hermione, love, I'm so sorry. Plea-"
"Stop! I mean this is exhausting, you know we are never getting back together, like ever!"
The last thing Hermione saw before she slammed the door was Draco Malfoy's stunned face.
~/~
So that last line of dialogue. Oh yes. Taylor Swift. I don't own it. Hope you enjoyed!