10 years later...
"Malfoy can you please get your ruddy butt of the couch! You are so lazy!" Pansy Parkinson yelled.
"Oh will you shut up! It's not like I have anything better to do!" Malfoy replied, frustrated.
"Draco! I will not have you talk to me in that tone of voice! Oh why did I even bother to marry you?" Pansy threw her hands up in exasperation.\
"Because everyone else was a stupid toad, and I was your prince." Malfoy said. "Oh, why did I have to marry a stupid old hag," he mumbled to himself.
"WHAT WAS THAT I HEARD?"
"Oh, nothing sweetums." Why does she have to have ears like a bat? Malfoy thought to himself. He picked up the Daily Prophet and looked at the cover story. On the cover was Ron Weasly with Hermione Granger. Apparently, the two had been wed last weekend. Suddenly, distant memories came into his head between him and Granger. Oh why couldn't he have told Granger that he had really liked her, and the only reason that they couldn't be seen together was because she was a Mudblood? Malfoy sighed, and fell a sleep to the sound of Pansy's complaints.
"Malfoy, you really have to clean up your room better, and your socks smell awful. Can you please go and take care of the Garden Gnomes..Malfoy? MALFOY! Ugh, the lazy bastard is asleep. Why do I even have to be married to him?"
