Hermione's companion opened the door for her and led her in to the sweet smelling pub. The amount of time she used to spend in here with her old friends – how much she had learnt since then…
"What do you want to drink? You must be cold?" He asked her in a concerned manner.
"A butter beer please." She said, settling herself down into a comfortable armchair.
"I won't be a minute." He said to her reassuringly.
"Ok." She smiled at him, not noticing how striking his eyes were, until now.
No. She could not do this. She could not fall for him. This was just revenge. Not an affair of the heart…
The door slammed and a gust of freezing cold wind whipped into the room. She turned around.
It was them.
"Hey, here are the drinks." Her companion told her, not noticing how distracted she was at the entrance of the two visitors. He sat down and grabbed her hand "Now what was it you wanted to tell me?
The two figures both came further into the pub. He saw her. The slime ball that broke her heart finally saw her. With him.
"I wanted to tell you…" She cleared her throat "That I love you." She announced. Everybody stopped.
Hermione got up, grabbed his hand and walked up to them.
"Harry, Ron…" She glared at the lanky figure. "I would like you to meet my new boyfriend…Malfoy".
"Malfoy"
"Potter" He turned towards Ron "Looks like you lost out Weasley. Hermione is much prettier, than that ghastly girl, you cheated on Hermione with… who was it?"
"It doesn't matter now." Hermione said, smiling at Malfoy.
"I am in love with the greatest guy in the year."
She reached up to his mouth and kissed him sweetly. Making sure Ron would see every second of it.