Two months after Hermione said those words, everything had changed.
Draco and Astoria had gotten divorced. Draco also had full custody of Scorpius. Sometime in the two months he had been there he had gotten his own flat in London, but he was hardly ever there. Since he didn't have to work (Malfoy fortune), he didn't have anything to do all day.
To solve that problem, he visited Hermione at her house. He would eat breakfast at his home, than walk to her house. He almost always had a small present for Hugo, usually just a toy. When asked by Hermione, "I'm making up for the Weasel's absence," was all he said.
"Draco," Hermione said one day after breakfast, "why do you keep coming back?"
Draco had to think for a long moment before he could answer. "It was lonely in my flat. I was used to there being other people living with me. I haven't lived alone in 15 years."
"Oh." Was all Hermione had to say. So she went back to washing the dishes.
Later, Hermione wrote a letter to Ron.
Ron,
I am truly sorry for the whole Rose/Draco problem. I didn't think you would react like that. It was an accident, but I'm not going to apologize for it. Rose was one of the best mistakes of my life. And if you're not going to forget this whole thing and come home, then don't bother coming home at all. If I have to, I'll send divorce papers after I get your answer.
Hermione
There were a few tearstains on the parchment. Hermione sent the letter with the family owl and sat down on the couch, surprisingly dry-eyed.
"Hermione?"
Hermione looked up to see Draco holding a plate of sandwiches. She smiled at him and patted the seat next to her, inviting him to sit with her.
She took a sandwich from the plate and bit into it. She hadn't realized how hungry she was.
"Thanks, Draco." She mumbled.
Just then the family owl came back through the window, landing on the coffee table. "That was fast." Hermione said softly.
She took the letter and the owl flew off into another room. Hermione took a deep breath and opened the letter.
Hermione,
I am really sorry, but I don't think I can forgive you for this. You can send divorce papers if you want.
Ron
Hermione sighed and let the letter fall to the ground. She stood up and looked at Draco. "Come on Draco. We have to get divorce papers from the ministry."