Just as Hermione was thinking of what her revenge would be against Draco, the doorbell rang.
She let Draco answer the door. Two seconds later, she heard Draco scream, "NO!" before a thud. She ran into the living room, expecting the worst (even through she knew Lucius Malfoy and Voldemort were dead.) Then she started laughing. There was Draco lying on the floor. Pansy was practically slobbering all over him. Then Pansy saw Hermione.
Making her way to Hermione she said, "So you think you can take Draco away from me? Well, he hates stupid Mudbloods. Isn't that right, Drakie-poo? You love me more than anything."
Draco tied to talk but seemed to have a hard time making a single noise.
Pansy turned to him and said, "Sorry. Forgot you can't talk with that curse I put on you. Oh well. Back to work."
She grabbed Draco and tried to force his mouth open so she could make out with him. Even through he was bound by his feet, he managed to struggle away. He gave Hermione a puppy dog look that said, "Get me out of this! I'm sorry!"
She looked at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Enjoy."
Then she left for a few minutes. All of a sudden, she came out of her room with her wand, pointed it at Pansy, and muttered, "Expelliarmus."
Pansy flew out the doorway, her wand leaping to Hermione's hand.
Then she turned to Draco and laughed. "I think I like you better quiet. Finite incantatem bondem. Now that your bonds are off, you can go. I'll figure out when you can talk. Tata. I'll miss you."
She winked, turned around, and left. Draco just smirked.
Hermione hadn't seen anything.