20 year old Hermione Granger had been dating Draco Malfoy for a few months. Despite their differences, the Malfoy family was quite courteous to her, having out aside their pureblood ideals after the death of Voldemort at the battle of Hogwarts. She seemed to make Draco happy, and in their eyes, that was really all that mattered. As Hermione got ready for the day, she thought about him and realized she had nothing to do today. "Maybe I'll stop over there and go see him.." She thought. She changed into something fancy and dissapparated to Malfoy Manor. She smiled as she pushed the door open. "Hey, Draco-" She suddenly froze. There, on the couch, sat Draco, next to Astoria. Normally nothing would be wrong with this, they're friends, of course, but.. their lips are pressed together... Hermione stepped forward, sure she's seeing something wrong. "Draco?" She said. He quickly pushed Astoria away. "Hermione!" He looked at her, shocked and pale in the face. Even paler than usual. "This.. isn't what it looks like." He pleaded. Hermione began to sob. "What is it, then? Did I not just walk in on you kissing another woman? How dare you? HOW DARE YOU!?" She yelled. "I-I-well.." Draco stuttered, at a loss for words. Astoria looked at him confusedly. "You didn't say you had a girlfriend!" She pushed him angrily. "Ladies, please, calm down." Draco pleaded. Hermione turned around and ran away, dissaparating back home as soon as she got outside.
