Pansy had previously prayed that he would stop avoiding her as if she was a Weasley. She could only aspire to ruin the little Greengrass's flawless reputation. She could lie and claim Astoria was pregnant or tell Daphne about her little sister's activities with Draco Malfoy; however, no one would believe her since she had claimed that Astoria Greengrass was completely unable to attract any male.

Pansy couldn't even imagine getting revenge on Draco Malfoy. As angry as she was, she believed the little Greengrass seduced Draco Malfoy, and he was only human. She couldn't help wondering why she, Perfect Pansy Parkinson, wasn't good enough for him. She felt as if Draco made a foolish decision. Draco had never officially broken up with her, and it gave her a sense of solace. Since he had not dumped her yet, surely he had remaining feelings for her. She prayed that Astoria was just a phase. Then, she got a letter that made her realize she was completely wrong.

Pansy-

I know I have neglected you as a boyfriend, and I owe you an apology. You have been so patient with me since the war, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. However, our relationship is over.

I didn't mean to hurt you, but we can't have a relationship like this. I feel like it is best to pursue other interests. I promise you will be happier in the future, and I hope we remain friends.

-Draco Malfoy

Pansy snorted and threw the letter across the room. She detected complete hippogriff shit through the entire letter. Was "pursuing other interests" code for fucking the little Greengrass bitch? She was nauseated by his lying and omission of truth. She wanted to expose the new couple as they snuck off into the black veil of night. She could care less if she destroyed Tracey's wedding as long as she destroyed the happy couple.

Meanwhile, Draco and Astoria sat across from one another in a cozy restaurant. A small salad covered in honey mustard dressing was in front of Astoria. A salad and a pork chop was in front of Draco. Astoria took a sip of butterbeer as a waitress walked past the table. Astoria smiled at the blonde haired man before asking, "So what is this surprise you have for me?" He smirked and leaned forward in his chair.

He could feel the radiation vibrate off Astoria's pale skin. He teased, "Do you really want to know?"

She replied with a devilish grin, "Would I bother asking if I wasn't interested?"

"I finally ended things with Pansy," he said as Astoria's eyes widened in shock. "And I would be honored if you would like to take our relationship and make it public." He took her hand in his as Astoria stared blankly at him. She bit her lip as she processed his words. She took a sip of butterbeer.

"'Stori?" he asked prompting an answer.

"Draco, I'd love to," she answered softly," I just don't want to give Pansy a reason to harness her more malicious urges and destroy Tracey's wedding."

He replied as he stroked his chin, "But if she catches us and we keep this a secret, then she will definitely will."

"True," she replied, "and when would we make this announcement?"

"Tonight, Zabini and Nott have invited me out for drinks, and you know Daphne and Tracey will be there."

"Alright, Malfoy, you win," she said before stabbing a fork into her salad. He smirked as he raised the amber liquid in a glass to his lips.

Later that evening, Draco and Astoria arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Draco's hand was intertwined with Astoria's as they entered. They slowly approached the table. Tracey and Daphne looked towards them before their mouths became unhinged and plummeted into the table.

"Daph', are you okay?" Astoria asked as Tracey moved closer to her fiancé. Their friends seemed unable to process the sight, and it took every bit of willpower for the new couple not to smirk or share a laugh. Tracey looked at Blaise as Astoria and Draco slid into the booth beside them..

"When did this happen?" Tracey inquired as she tried not to squeak.

Draco glanced at his girlfriend as he considered the best way to answer Tracey's question without implying that he cheated on Pansy. "Ever since your engagement party, we've gotten to know one another better and spend more time together. I've never connected with anyone like I do with her so I decided I would love to have a meaningful relationship with her," he said. He glanced at Astoria who nodded in approval.

"What about Pansy?" Daphne asked.

"You can't be happy without going after what you want, and I want to be with him. Pansy will have to get over herself," Astoria replied. She smiled at Draco who wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

Daphne rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I can't believe you didn't tell me about this," she said bitterly.

"I couldn't, sis," Astoria said almost apologetically. "You know I would have; however, I didn't want Pansy, the fire-breathing dragon, to burn down Tracey's wedding." The whole table silently nodded in agreement. Draco left the table to order two firewhiskeys. When he returned, he slid the firewhiskey to Astoria.

"You two are pretty cute together," Tracey said.

The three couples drank and talked quietly amongst themselves. Tracey and Daphne silently discussed the wedding, and Daphne's complete desire to be engaged. Blaise murmured, "The pressure is on, Nott."

Astoria and Draco snickered amongst themselves. "Just a warning, Nott, Daph' isn't patient whatsoever. So you better find the biggest diamond you can," Astoria said quietly as Blaise and Theodore laughed a bit louder.

None of them noticed Pansy walk into the Leaky Cauldron. She sighed as she approached the table. Blaise looked up and smirked. "Pansy, fancy seeing you here," he said. Daphne scooted closer to her boyfriend.

Pansy sat down beside the blonde Greengrass as Theodore Nott smiled devilishly. He asked, "How are you doing today?"

"Just peachy," she growled like a wolf. She felt the knife in her heart twist as she noticed Draco's arm snaked around Astoria's shoulders. Astoria's lips were curved into a perfect smile, and her ex-boyfriend never looked happier. His grey eyes were locked on the dainty woman by his side.

Tracey smiled and shook her head. "It is weird to see you alone," Tracey said unaware of Pansy's unsettling anger and jealousy. "Marcus Flint is still single, and I think you two might be a good match."

Normally, Astoria would love to partake in causing Pansy misery; however, she won. Pansy was six feet under, and Astoria felt no need to kick her when she was down.

Draco asked, "Are you ready to go, dear?"

Astoria answered, "Completely." She said a quick goodbye to her sister and friends. The happy completely abandoned the booth and left the Leaky Cauldron. Pansy rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath as Draco took Astoria's hand in his. Then she excused herself before chasing after the couple. She found them outside and talking quietly as if they shared a private world.

"Malfoy," Pansy shouted. The couple whirled around. "Draco, tell me one thing that she has that I don't," she said as she stormed over to her.

Draco shook his head, "Pansy, it's not about that. We just have something that can't be forced. I am completely happy with her. I want to be with her. That's what matters."

"And you weren't happy with me?" She said as she tried to control her voice. She glared at Astoria, who clearly wanted to say "obviously", but she kept her mouth shut.

Draco didn't respond since the answer was completely obvious. He saw Pansy's jaw clench before trying to straighten her posture. She inched closer to Astoria, "Greengrass, I told you if you didn't back off, I would make your life hell."

"Pansy, that would require me having something to lose, and I don't. You've lost, but you can consider us even for everything you've done to me. You bullied me through Hogwarts, used me to practice unforgiveable curses, and your family killed my father. If you think I am going to feel any remorse for you, you are sadly mistaken," Astoria snapped.

"We will see about that," Pansy said icily before returning to the Leaky Cauldron.

Astoria shook her head and placed her hands on her hips. Draco noticed his girlfriend attempting to compose herself. He asked bewildered, "The Parkinsons are why your father is dead?"

"Yes," she replied.

"Why didn't you tell me any of this?" Draco inquired almost overwhelmed by the war between Pansy and Astoria.

"I don't want anyone's pity, and I hate that bitch. Just because I hate her, it doesn't mean my hatred interfere what I feel for you," she responded. She took her hands in his. She pressed her head to his chest.

"Honey, you know I would have dumped her sooner if I told me," he murmured into her soft hair.

"I couldn't allow that. I wanted you to end things on your own terms, "she answered quietly. "Clearly, I can handle Pansy Parkinson."

"Stori, you are incredible," Draco said.