Author's Notes: So this is the beginning of a drabble collection. I know Illicit Affairs is still ongoing but sometimes the muse just doesn't hit. These chapters will not all be the same and not all have the same characters. I'm also currently working on a Harmione at the moment. I would love to give a huge shoutout to my new Beta. BeachMomma77. Also thank you to Slytherinprincessnurse1994 for making me the beautiful aesthetic for a cover. Go check out both of their pages, they've got some wonderful stories out there. And I would also like to thank the Nook Facebook page that helped me write this by challenging me to write as many words as I could in a thirty minute time frame. This is what came out of it. As always, I have a facebook page that you can get regular updates from me and an account on Ao3. I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters within the realm. If I did I would be rich. Please read and review!

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Lyrics for this piece:

Celine Dion – Think Twice

Don't say what you're about to say

Look back before you leave my life

Be sure before you close that door

Before you roll those dice

Baby think twice

Baby this is serious

Are you thinking 'bout you or us

Chapter One: In The Still of the Night

She turned her head and sighed. The brunette had to get out of here. Wrapping her arms around her middle, she whimpered. Something was not right. A chill ran down her spine as she continued to look around the room. The memories that stood here were testaments to better times. Laughing, happy tears on her wedding day. This was it. She grabbed her overnight bag and went quietly towards the door.

He was asleep, and she thanked the gods he was. If he were awake, they were bound to have another fight. Another failed marriage. Another family torn apart due to her inability to compromise. She held her head up high. She shouldn't have to compromise. What she was asking for wasn't much.

Hermione's breath hitched, this shouldn't be this hard. It wasn't this hard the last time. Why was it difficult to do it now? The former Gryffindor's eyes widened in surprise. She still loved the man she was leaving.

She whimpered and continued down the hallway. Things just weren't working. It was easier to run away, easier to bury herself in work and forget any other feeling other than being busy. She was sick of the fighting and sick of hurting those around her. She did it with Ronald and she was doing it now. She twisted the door and opened it wide. The night air was chilling and sobering but it what was she needed. What she didn't need was to hear his voice quietly coming across the Manor.

"Hermione...where are you going?"

Her back stiffened and the chill wracked through her body. She wouldn't look at him. Draco's grey eyes would always be the death of her and kill any resolve that she had.

"I'm going to a hotel Dr-Malfoy," she said flatly, amazed that she could keep the emotion out of her voice. She was scared it was going to crack.

"Why?" it was hard to miss how his voice cracked.

She stepped across the threshold and said quietly, "Because we're no good for each other."

A lonely tear slid down his face.

"Just because we fight doesn't mean we aren't good for each other. It just means we challenge each other," with each sentence his voice cracked a little more.

She couldn't believe that this was the same man that she had grown up with. The differences were night and day.

"It just isn't healthy Draco. You and I both know that," she kept her voice calm. "I'm going to the hotel and you can't stop me." She huffed, refusing to listen to his words. She would never leave if she did.

Draco crossed the room quickly and wrapped his arms around her waist to convince her stay. The tears now running freely from his face. "Please stay. I love you."

She finally broke, "I love you too but this isn't working." She was a broken record and she closed her eyes and melted into his touch one last time. She pulled away from his arms and her voice finally gave, "Goodbye Draco."

Draco reached out to her hand and she shook her head and took her wedding band off her hand and dropped it into his open palm.

"Goodbye Draco." Hermione walked towards the gates of Malfoy Manor, holding her bag, her head and spine straight. She wavered slightly at the wrought iron frame, her knees shaking as she whispered into the night, "I will always love you." She crossed off the property and with a crack she was gone.

Draco stood wide eyed in his pajamas, the tears still flowing from his face. He thanked whatever higher deity there was that the children were at Hogwarts as he slowly slid against the door frame of the entrance. This was real? This wasn't some awful dream?

The Slytherin prince put a hand to his heart and his body began to shake. This was a constant nightmare for him. He really wasn't good enough for her and there was nothing he could do. She was gone. Probably to some muggle hotel in London.

He tugged at his hair for a moment and let the sobs overtake his body. The night was still and he looked at the night moon. What would he do now? Nothing would ever be the same.