Hermione couldn't sleep. She was thinking about Ron. Christmas had passed a week ago, and everything seemed so happy then. But they got in a fight last night. Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione had gone to the Three Broomsticks together. Ron had started saying how he wished Hermione was more like Cho Chang, since she was friendly, prettier and she could cook. He was joking around, but it hurt Hermione's feelings so badly. So when they got home Hermione told him how she felt calmly, and he started saying how she takes things too personally. They got in a huge fight…and they went to sleep, meaning that they didn't solve it. So the problem would still arise in the morning. 6:05. Hermione was facing Ron, and Ron was facing Hermione. Ron was sleeping though, and Hermione was awake. She was looking at Ron. Looking at his bright red hair, and his tiny light freckles. She didn't want to be in this fight. It hurt her even more. For a minute, she was gonna wake Ron, and apologize…but she didn't. She crept out of bed, and changed from her pajamas to a green hoodie, blue jeans with tiny little rips in them, and her black ballet flats. Hermione was crazy to wear ballet flats out in the snow…but she loved doing it. She walked into the bathroom, were she brushed her teeth thoroughly, and flossed. She gargled and cleaned her tongue…you know…the whole dentist package. She ran down the stairs, to see the empty living room. Mrs. Weasley wasn't up yet. She shrugged, and opened the door to outside. Snow was HEAVILY falling, so Hermione hurried through it smiling as she heard the little crunches, reminding her of Christmas at Hogwarts. That lead her to thinking about Voldemort. She thought about how he was really gone. How she Harry and Ron had killed him. How she almost died killing him. It was so great. The world was basically perfect. Draco Malfoy wasn't a death eater, but he was Malfoy…so no one really talked to him. She pushed him out of her mind, since a memory popped into her head. She remembered when she really liked Draco…and how he was so nice to her…and then…she turned into…into a Pansy. And he didn't want her anymore. And she didn't know why at first…and then she looked at herself…and it all connected. But she also remembered a promise she made to herself, that someday she'll do her best…and that she will end up with him…no matter what. But now she was married to Ronald…and that promise would be broken…even though she never broke a promise in her life. She quickly pushed that thought out of her mind. But Hogwarts wouldn't leave her mind…Hogsmade wouldn't. So she decided to go to somewhere in Hogsmade. The Hogs Head…yes…that was good. The three broom sticks was infected with…Ron. And anger. So the Hogshead it was. She was excited to go there for some reason…she had a strange feeling that something would happen .She was Hermione Jane Granger you know.

Hermione finally found herself, walking on the snow of Hogsmade. She felt the hard cobblestones under the snow. She passed the Three Broom Sticks, and rolled her eyes. She passed Honeydukes, and bit her lip, looking at how great those sweets looked. She was longing to get one…but her body told her to go to the Hogs Head…she told herself to…it was faith in there…so she had to go…if she didn't…her life would be messed up. She didn't know why she had this strange feeling…but she did…and nothing could stop it. So finally she really the pub. She looked at the doors, and sighed. She pushed them open. Nothing. She sighed, and ordered a firewisky. She sat at a table by herself by the window, and waited for her firewisky to arrive. Finally it appeared on her table. She sipped it, and put it back down looking at the window. She knew something was gonna happen…someone was gonna come…and talk to her…and she was gonna be happy…but who? Ron, Harry…who?! She sipped her firewisky again, and then she heard the door open again. She didn't even bother to look up…it was probably just a random person…but she did. A blonde haired man had entered…he looked the same age as Hermione. He had piercing but soft gray eyes, and a thin but muscular body. He looked awfully like someone she knew…but she didn't know who. She tried to ignore him, and keep her eyes off him…but she couldn't. She just couldn't….if she heard his voice she would most definitely know who he was…so she just waited. He ordered a firewisky too, and he started towards Hermione. He was really cute in Hermione's opinion. So she looked away.

"Hermione?" the voice said.

Hermione automatically identified it. Draco Malfoy. He was showing himself in broad daylight…he must be good.

Hermione immediately looked up. He didn't sit down. He was wearing jeans…and a green polo shirt…well it looked like Polo…in the wizarding world it was called something else…Hermione couldn't place it right now…she was just staring at him. Her eyes slightly welled with tears. She looked at him…and then at the floor. He didn't sit down. She looked around noticing that no one was in the pub…she remembered that it was 6:05 when she left the house…and it was probably 6:15 right now. She stood up…and just stood there…looking in his eyes. They were beautiful. Gray…and soft and gentle towards her. She kept looking into them…and then the tears welled up again. And she burst into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders…and her hugged her back. She let the tears fall. She couldn't believe this was happening. She broke the hug to give him a small kiss on the cheek.

They sat down, opposite from each other…sipping their firewisky, just looking at each other. She looked at him, and he looked at her. No smiling. No talking. Nothing. Yet. They just looked at each other…thinking. Hermione didn't know what to say…that's why she didn't say anything. She was thinking of what to say. Draco on the other hand was thinking of what he was going to do…he had a problem on his hands…and he didn't know how to tell Hermione. He knew that Hermione was married to Ron…but Hermione didn't know who Draco was married to. Draco knew that this person would make Hermione really mad…but he didn't think of Hermione when he made the vows. Her long black hair…and matching jet black eyes. He light skin tone…her name was Cho Chang. Finally Draco broke the silence.

"Hermione, I…I need to tell you something…"

Hermione smiled a small smiled. "What do you need to tell me?"

"Hermione…I'm…I'm…married,"

Hermione smiled, she was happy Draco married Pansy…because she didn't want him to marry her friend.

"That's great Draco…"

"Hermione…I didn't marry Pansy…" he said like he read Hermione's mind.

Hermione's smile faded away.

"W-w-wait…who did you…who did you marry then?" she asked in a small quiet voice. She was scared now…who really was it? If it wasn't her…and if it wasn't Pansy.

Draco couldn't take the beating around to bush,

"Hermione…I married Cho Chang,".

Hermione's heart sank.

"And...and…all I ask…is for you to accept it…" he said quietly and gently. Then it happened. Just like a movie. The door's opened, and she came in. Cho Chang came strutting in. Her long black hair mid way through her back. It was shining more than ever. Her black eyes glistened. She was wearing a white turtle neck, some jeans, and black boots, which the bottom of her jeans were tucked into. It was simple…but it made her look gorge. She walked up to the counter, and ordered a firewisky as well, and then skimmed the room for Draco. She wasn't wearing any makeup, and that made her face beautiful. No stress buttons, pimples…nothing. No scars from fighting Voldemort…nothing. She finally saw found Draco…and Hermione and waved a little wave. Draco waved, and smiled at her.

"Please," he whispered right before she came. Draco stood up, and he wrapped his hand around her waist, she put her hand on his shoulder. She grinned at Hermione…Hermione smiled weakly. Do it for Draco…be strong…accept it. So she tried.

"Hello…Cho…you look really pretty…" she couldn't think of anything else to say. But Hermione looked at Cho…a little more closely…and noticed that she looked…big…her stomach did. And basically once again…Draco read Hermione's mind and answered her question.

"Cho is…gonna have a baby Hermione…" Draco said. Cho smiled and nodded, and patted her stomach.

"Yep…and we're naming her Hermione…for you!" Cho said smiling and getting out of Draco's grip to give Hermione a hug.