Hermione entered her apartment with a contempt sigh. Her day had been wonderful. No surprise there, since it had started so amazingly. She smiled to herself. She hadn't seen Draco since their 'quarrel', but she knew very well she wouldn't be able to hold her threat. He really was irresistable. She wanted to jump him everytime she saw him. The man was just so sexy. She giggled slightly as she felt all her schoolgirl feelings come up again.

The smile was still on her face as she walked in her living room, yet was wiped off the instant she saw who was sitting on her couch.

"Hey Brent!" She said in a suprised tone.

He looked up at her with sad eyes. "Hello Hermione." He replied softly, getting up. "What? Are you shocked to see your fiance in your own apartment?" He asked her, his eyes questioning her miserably. Hermione felt her heart shatter at that moment. He knows. She didn't know how. But she knew he knew.

"No! Of course not!" She said and walked over to him to give him a hug. But he didn't respond at all and just stared down at her awkward figure, standing there, clinging to him. Hermione stepped back, rejected. "Sorry, we haven't talked much lately. I've been fairly busy at work -"

"Is that it, then?" He asked, his voice still filled with misery. He turned around and sat down on the couch once again and looked up with her. "Not even you could have that much work, Hermione."

She didn't protest. She took a seat across from him on the edge of her coffee table and put her hands on her knees. Looking at them, she said, "I'm sorry."

Brent didn't respond right away. He gave a kind of nervous laugh. After a minute of silence he looked at her. "Is he good at least?"

Hermione looked up in surprise. His voice had changed. It wasn't sad anymore. It was cold and unfamiliar. She furrowed her eyebrows. "I don't know -"

"Oh, don't play stupid with me, Hermione. You know bloody well what I'm talking about." He cute her off. His voice was so harsh. Hermione could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. "Tell me," He whispered harshly. "Is he good? Does he make your toes curl when you're fucking him? Does he tell you that he loves you? Tells you that you're the only one? Does he make you cum for him?"

Hermione was openly crying now. She stood up and walked away from him and crossed her arms around her chest. "Stop." She sobbed. "I don't deserve this." She gave a loud sob and sniff.

"Oh, of course you don't Hermione!" Brent yelled at her, standing up as well. "You don't deserve bloody anything! You're too good for anything I could ever have given you! You are a little dirty whore, and you know it. Stupid of me to ever think I wanted to spend my life with you!" Hermione was sobbing harder. His words were leaving big wounds inside her. She had never felt so miserable. All of sudden Brent grabbed her and spun around to face him. She didn't look him in the eyes. "How could you, Hermione? I gave you everything! I adored you! Obviously it wasn't enough. I'm ashamed I didn't recognize you for the little slut you were." He shook her as he said those words, spilling more tears out of her eyes. "Now I know think you don't deserve this." He said more quietly. "But what makes you think I deserve what you've done to me?"

Hermione looked up at him for the first time since he'd been yelling, her eyes full of shame. He looked into them for a while, his expression unfathomable, then turned around and left, slamming the door behind him. The second the door was shut, Hermione fell to the ground and broke out in sobs again. She hadn't meant to - She never wanted to... her intent had never been to hurt Brent. He was such a sweetheart. Hermione felt disgusted with herself. How could she have done such a thing to such a nice man?

After a couple of minutes she was able to control her tears enough to walk to her room and write a quick note and send it per owl, before collapsing on the bed and crying some more. Within minutes she heard footsteps in her hallway that rushed to her room. There was a soft knock and the door swung open. Draco walked in and seeing her lieing on the bed, he quickly walked over to her and embraced her.

Hermione threw her arms around him and continued sobbing. She didn't care whether her make up was running or the face that she was getting his shirt all wet and slobbery. All she cared about was crying. Crying until there was no more water inside of her to cry. And that she wanted to be with Draco. She wanted him to stay with her all night, soothing her. And that's exactly what he did.

It was the sun in her eyes that woke her up. She could feel it shinign bright in her eyes as she groaned loudly and stretched. She squinted open her eyes, trying to understand why her room was filled with sunlight. Yawning she got out of bed and slowly walked out of her room and into the living room. She heard noise from the kitchen and proceeded in there to find Draco in front of the stove, eyebrows furrowed and pointing his wand at some eggs. She gave a soft giggle.

Hearing the noise, he turned to her in surprise and saw her giggling. His frown turned into a grin. "I never was good at cooking spells." He told her apologetically. She stiffled another laugh and walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Good morning. How are you feeling?" His voiced was now concerned.

"I'm great. Now that I walked in on you trying to cook for me." She said and grinned up at him. He frowned.

"You know, I was just trying to be a good boyfriend." He said annoyedly.

She smiled. "I know." She told him. "So you're my boyfriend now?" She asked. She loved the sound of that.

"Well, since you don't have a fiance anymore, I would hope so." He replied, his face softening for a split second before turning into a frown again. "But if you don't like me cooking for you, then I'm not so sure..." He said, trying to step away from her.

But Hermione just wrapped her arms around him tighter. "Draco! You know I was just kidding." She told him.

He smiled down at her. "I know." He said before leaning down and placing a sweet kiss on her lips.

"You know what?" She asked. "Let's skip breakfast. I'm more hungry for something else..." Slipping out of his arms, she started dragging him with her by the hand.

"Oh, is that so?" He asked cheekily and followed her. "I thought you said no sex for a week."

She giggled and started walking backwards towards her room. "Maybe I changed my mind."

Draco chuckled at this and caught up with her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. Now he was walking forwards and she was walking backwards, him leading them to her bedroom. He leaned in towards her ear and whispered, "I told you I'm irresistible."

"I won't argue with that.." Hermione whispered back before kissing him square on the lips and falling backwards onto her bed.