"I didn't realise how much I needed you. I just can't get over you Mya."

He leaned forward, and whispered, "I haven't had sex in a year. Seriously."

Hermione giggled. "Yes, you have, liar."

"No. honest."

He raised his hands above his head.

"So what do you want?" she asked, bringing back the serious side to the conversation.

"I want you, Hermione. I don't care any more. I miss you. More than anything."

And then his hands were moving up her thighs, up her back, over her breasts, up to her face. His hands rested on the side of her face as he leaned forward. The sides of their noses touched, as she felt the warmth of his breath tickle her cheek. It all happened in a number of seconds. And then he kissed her, and just as she managed to push him off, they both heard a set of keys fall to the floor. Their heads whipped round to see Ron standing by the coffee table.

"Oh, shit," muttered Hermione. It was like something from a movie.

Ron was staring at Draco, a confused look clouding his face.

"Who are y…Oh my god, Malfoy."

"Weasley," Draco said, kneading his forehead with his fingers.

"You have got to be kidding me, Hermione."

Hermione stood, "Listen Ron, I can explain. I…"

Draco too stood up. Ron turned to leave. "No Hermione, you can't. This is just too bloody weird for me."

"No, Ron, don't go," she cried, running to grab his wrist.

"Stay," she whispered, "Please."

She loosened her grip and led him back to sit down on the sofa. They all sat down on separate chairs. Draco stared blankly.

"Um…ah…I reckon there's something I should say…" he started.

"Draco, don't…" Hermione warned.

"No, Mya. I'm going to tell him,"

"Don't you call her Mya," threatened Ron.

"Oh, shut up, Weasley," spat Draco.

"You fucking twat," yelled Ron, starting out of his chair.

Hermione's sobs, made him stop.

"I'm sorry, Ron. I'm so sorry," she said, in between sobs. "It's not how it looks. I now it sounds ridiculous, but just listen."

They all returned to their seats.

"Three years ago, after I hired Draco, we started going out together."

"For how long?"

"Two years," she whispered.

"Great!" he said sarcastically. "How could you not tell me? Us?"

"Because I knew this would happen. I know it was stupid, but I just couldn't bear to tell you. I was only even going out with him to…" she trailed off, staring into her lap.

"To what?" they asked simultaneously.

"To forget about you, Ron."

"What?" scoffed Draco, "That's a complete lie, otherwise you wouldn't have owled me last weekend. Sorry I couldn't get here sooner by the way, Mya."

"So you wanted him to come to see you last week?" Ron was appalled and deeply hurt.

"No, Ron! How could I have owled him? I was with you. And do you think I'd be stupid enough to ask him to come to my apartment, when you were living here?"

"He's living here?" Draco was, once again, utterly confused.

"Shut up, you lying bastard. Get out of my house, creep."

"Oh fantastic!" The sarcasm appeared to be spreading. "The poor ginger loser and the annoying mudblood got together…"

Ron landed and incredibly swift, strong blow to the side of Draco's face.

"You filthy, slimy, lying, pathetic git." He gave another blow.

"You sleep with someone, she rejects you and you just insult her." Another blow.

"You haven't changed since school." Another blow.

After a few more punches – which Hermione was happy to watch without intervening – Malfoy managed to creep out of the apartment.

"Freaks," he muttered, closing the door behind him.

Ron turned to face Hermione.

"Ron, you have to believe me. I was pushing him away when you saw us. There was no owl. I haven't thought about him for ages. I know it's not believable, but it's true.

"I believe you."

"What?"

"I said, I believe you. I came after you soon after you soon after you left. I couldn't let you go like that. I saw how surprised you were when he came, and I saw him kiss you. I always told you I could do the videre vielicet charm."

They laughed.

Suddenly serious, Hermione said, "I'm keeping it, Ron. We're having a baby. We're having a baby."

No words were needed. Hermione and Ron were together, finally and forever…at last