"You're still here are you?" Draco's harsh voice broke the silence that had taken over once her crying had ceased. She just stared at him, her eyes puffy and mascara streaming down her cheeks.
Draco pulled a suit case out from beneath the bed and threw next to her. It automatically popped open and he violently pulled apart the drawers. He threw all of Hermoine's clothes into the suit case, and unlike a magical one they didn't disappear to an unknown destination. The clothes gathered and the tears started again when Hermoine realized he didn't even care enough to give her a non-muggle valise.
"Why?" she croaked as Draco began selecting clothes he deemed was somewhat valuable enough for his new love. Draco just smirked and continued to separate the clothes.
"Why Draco?" she asked again. He just folded the clothes he was going to keep and put them back in the drawers.
"I'm going to need that too." he said inquiring the teddy Hermoine was wearing.
"Is it because you don't love me anymore?" she asked.
Draco smirked. "I never loved you Hermoine. You were just a way of having fun. You were just a long-term fuck."
"And what is she?" she screamed.
"She may have potential. She sure gives better head then you." Draco smiled when Hermoine began to bawl even louder. She began pleading with him to take her back, sobbing and telling him how much she loved him, how much she could never love him as much as she did. He just ignored her and continued to sort the clothes and jewelry.
"You know you can keep that teddy. You've ruined it with that face ink." he said pointing to the mascara stains that had managed to run to the lingerie.
"Drac- oh... She's still here..." the red-headed girl looked at Hermoine with disgust. "I thought you told her to leave after your last pity fuck."
"I did darling, it seems she wanted to stay a bit longer." Draco went over and kissed Ginny's collarbone. "Here I've found a present for you." He lifted a small necklace and she giggled with delight. Draco pulled it across her throat and clicked the link together. Hermoine just watched the two. She looked at the necklace and gasped.
"That was my mother's Draco!"
Ginny and Draco looked at her nonchalantly. "It looks better on her Hermoine." Draco stated.
And so Hermoine left leaving Ginny with her mother's necklace, with her love, and with her dignity. And to think she had only given him everything.
