Disclaimer: (oh well, guess I'd better write this for every chapter; dun wanna lose my a/c) I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this particular chapter. And this story is based on the movie, "Sweet Home Alabama", so pls dun sue me thx )

A/N: hey, so how was the last chapter.. after so long a time.. I decided to reward readers with two chapters at one go.. but I'm kinda rushing it out, though.. exams to prepare for, u noe? so if it's kinda sloppy, reli sorry abt it.. no flames, ya? Hm anw, i kinda lost touch with the movie 'Sweet Home Alabama'. Cos aftr all, it's been sooo damn long since the last time I updated this story. So today morn, before I sat down, I went to watch to watch the vcd again. It was great n touching. Sorta got some ideas. But some other ideas din reli work for e story im gg to write, so ya.. hope u guys'll be satisfied with whatever im gg to come up with.

From the last chapter..

As he went to the door, Hermione stood up and walked to him. 'I'm sorry, Draco,' she said, not knowing what else she should say to him.

'So am I, Hermione, so am I. But I just want you to know.. that I'll never stop loving you. You're not just a memory to me; and I'll always be here when you need me. This is my promise to you,' Draco said, with both a loving and painful look in his eyes. 'Even if you don't love me anymore.'

With that, he left the hotel suite.

Time To Move On

Slumped against the door with utter shock written all over her face, Hermione stared into space, not knowing what to think. Her mind was truly a blank, and she was at a loss. She didn't expect things to turn out this way. And for once in her life, she didn't know what she wanted out of whatever she was doing.

After half an hour or so, she got up abruptly, and told herself. 'That's it, Hermione. Stop acting this way. It's not who you are. It's time to move on. This is what I wanted and this is what I got. I shouldn't complain.'

Even so, her mind constantly had this nagging thought. I'm moving on. Without Draco.

The next morning, Draco lay awake in his bed. The fact is, he never slept throughout that whole night. He kept replaying the scene from the night before in Hermione's hotel room over and over again in his head. Then he shouted out loud in frustration, 'Argh what's the point!'

It's time to move on, Draco. Without Hermione.

Meanwhile, Alanna got a rude awakening from Victoria. 'Vicky do you know what time it is,' she whined in a groggy voice.

'Draco dumped me!'

Alanna sat up straight in her bed. 'What? Are you serious?'

'Would I joke about something like this!' Victoria shouted over the phone.

'Geez, all right already, you didn't have to shout. It's not my fault he did whatever he did to you.'

'Damn right it isn't your fault. It's that stupid bitch's fault.'

'Who?'

'Hermione.'

'The one you guys brought to the pub?'

'Yeah, that one.'

'Who's she to Draco?'

'His wife.'

'What? He's married? Damn I never knew that!'

'Neither did I, until she appeared and ruined all our lives. Look, Draco didn't sign the papers and that's why they're still married, even though they've been separated for so many years.'

'Then why wouldn't he sign the damn papers?'

'Cos I think he still loves her, damn it.'

'Then what are you to him?'

'Presently, an ex-girlfriend.'

'Girl, that's a sad fact. Aw anyway come on, if that dumb guy is married, you can't do a shit about it, can you?'

'He was just using me, damn the both of them.' Victoria cursed loudly over the phone.

'So what do you wanna do now? Get back at them?'

'That's what I need you for, dear. Revenge.'

'Aw girl, you want it, you got it.' Alanna said, with a smirk on her face.

A knock on the front door nearly sent Draco flying out of his bed.

When he opened the door, he got a shock.

'Victoria? What are you doing here?'

Victoria put on a sincere look and said, 'I'm sorry I shouted at you last night, Draco. I've thought about it. And I think that since you're in love with her, it's only right for me to back off. Besides, you looked and sounded so miserable I shouldn't give you any more trouble. I'm here today just to see if I can help. You know, just on a friends basis.'

Draco smiled and hugged her, 'Thanks Vicky.'

She forced a smile onto her face. 'No problem.'

'So what's up between you and her?'

'Nothing, really. I've decided to sign the papers, after all. Just as soon as she comes here and gives them to me.'

'You've decided to sign it? Why? I thought-'

'The thing is, I still love her, but it's no longer mutual. She's already engaged to guy and I don't wanna be selfish by holding her back.'

It took all of Victoria to stop her from making a puking face. With no time to waste, she had to get on with her plan. 'Do you know the guy she's engaged to?'

'Yeah, I do. We were all from the same school back then. He was one of her good friends.'

'And he snatched her away from right under your nose? That's plain rude, isn't it. What an gentleman.'

'It's not Harry's fault, they deserve to be together.'

Harry, that's it. Mission accomplished, she thought to herself.

'I hope you're not too upset by what's going on, Draco. I really want you to be happy.' She smiled and stood up. 'I have to go. If you need anything, just give me a call.'

'Sure. Thanks again, Vicky.'

'You're most welcome.'

Harry Harry Harry here I come.

Hermione decided not to go to his apartment to find him. It was too awkward for either one of them. So she engaged a lawyer and asked him to carry out the necessary stuff and mail the papers back to her. Meanwhile, she'd go back and get married to Harry. Then everything'll be back on track.

After putting the phone back on its hook, she picked up her cell phone and looked for Harry's name. Her finger hovered over the 'call' button and while she was about to press it, there was a knock on the door. She jerked and placed the phone on the coffee table. Could it be Draco?

Her heart stopped as she went to open the door. But when she did, her heart unexpectedly sank. It wasn't Draco after all.

It was Victoria, and she was crying.

'Victoria! What are you doing here? Are you all right? What's wrong?'

'Draco broke up with me.'

'Oh.' The first thought that came to Hermione's mind was: then what the hell are you doing here?

As if reading her mind, Victoria said in a pitiful tone. 'I just need someone to talk to. All my other friends are too busy.'

'Oh, how did you know I was here?'

'Benjamin knew which hotel you were staying in, and I just asked for your name from the receptionist. She only gave it to me after I asked her for the umpteenth time. She probably thought I was crazy,' Victoria said, while managing a weak smile at Hermione.

Well I do think you're crazy, Hermione thought, but didn't say anything except to nod her head.

'Well, come in, and we'll talk.'

Victoria nodded and sat down on the couch. She saw Hermione's cellphone on the coffee table and smiled to Hermione. 'Can I please have a glass of water, it was quite a battle with the receptionist.'

'Sure, hold on for a second.'

Victoria grabbed her phone once Hermione disappeared into the kitchen. You're making this too easy for me, Hermione.

She quickly copied down the number into her own cell phone and placed Hermione's back onto the coffee table in the exact position, just in time before Hermione came back into the sitting room.

Victoria stood up and told Hermione, 'Thanks for everything, but I need to go.'

And within seconds, she was out of the suite, leaving Hermione to think, what in the world was that for?

Outside the hotel, Victoria called Harry's number.

'Hello?' a matured voice at the end of the phone muttered.

'Hi, my name's Victoria, and I need to talk to you about your wife. Your fiancée, rather.'

'Are you talking about Hermione? What's wrong with her? Is she ok?' Harry was obviously instantly worried, and the fact that two grown men were obsessed over Hermione made Victoria sick and even more determined to get on with her plan.

'No, she's fine,' Victoria said in a cold tone. 'On the contrary, I'd say she's enjoying herself.'

'What do you mean?' Harry's tone was of a suspicious one.

'I mean, she's having fun with Draco Malfoy right now. Does that name strike a familiar chord?'

'Draco? Of course they're together. She already told me that. They're just talking about our engagement. Since he's her ex husband, he ought to know. And what business is it of yours anyway?'

'I'm just being a kind soul over here. By telling you that they're still married. Your precious Hermione is still a married woman. Married to Draco Malfoy.'

'What are you talking about?'

'All I'm saying, is that if you don't do something, you can say goodbye to your engagement to her. Because she can't get married to you. Not when she's still happily married to another man.' Then, Victoria hung up the phone, with a victorious and vindictive smile on her face.

You shouldn't have dumped me, Draco. Really shouldn't have.

A/N: ok, done. What's a story without revenge, right? Good ol' bad guys always arrive at the perfect moment. Haha wat irony. Hm, so review, ok? )