Draco.

Draco was just close enough to see the events unfold. And to his complete and utter astonishment, the blonde woman who answered the door was none other than Astoria Greengrass, who had beenhis wife to be. He couldn't believe it. He made many guesses to as why she was there but he already had a pretty clear idea. How the hell had Weasley been able to pull her?

She was stunning and way out of his league. But then again, Weasley had also managed to get Hermione to be his girlfriend. So perhaps he was some kind of secret ladies' man. Draco didn't see how this was possible, who would want a ginger git like him? But he decided not to think too deeply into the matter.

Draco didn't care in the slightest that Astoria was now with Weasley. In fact, he was happy for her. She had obviously found someone who treated right, unlike himself. She deserved to be happy; she was a nice girl after all. But right now, she didn't seem so pleasant.

He prayed that Astoria did not look over Hermione's shoulder and spot him. He didn't need that kind of drama right now.

Draco merely listened as her and Hermione began to argue.

"Get lost Granger!" Astoria shouted, putting her hand on her hip. Draco wondered how on earth Astoria knew who she was, but soon remembered how popular Hermione had been after the war. She had been featured in the Daily Prophet alongside Potter countless times. Astoria would be a fool not to know who she was.

Hermione on the other hand didn't have the faintest idea to whom the angered woman standing in front of her was.

"Who are you?!" Hermione demanded, throwing her hands up angrily.

"I'm Ron's girlfriend, not that it's any of your business!" She hissed furiously, obviously threatened by Hermione. Draco didn't know why. Astoria was high, if not higher in the wizarding world. She was almost royalty, which brought him back to question why she was in a place like this with someone such as Ronald Weasley. It was beyond him.

Soon, Draco decided that this argument was going on for longer than necessary and although he was very reluctant, headed towards the Burrow. They did not have time for this.

Astoria spotted him almost immediately and her emotion began unreadable. It was a mix between shock, anger and disgust. Mostly shock, perhaps with a hint of embarrassment too.

"DRACO?!" she cried, her whole face turning crimson. She was after all, only wearing an oversized shirt that barely covered her supposedly naked lower half. He had always admired her classiness. Draco raised an eyebrow at her sneeringly.

Hermione stood between them looking utterly confused.

"What the fuck? I mean, how?! I-I… WHY?!" Astoria rambled, obviously flustered by Draco's sudden appearance.

"Astoria… how are you?" He asked, remaining cool and collected. Draco saw from the corner of his eye, Hermione's eyebrows shoot up at the mention of Astoria's name, instantly knowing who she was and what relevance she had to Draco.

"HOW AM I?! BIT OF A SILLY QUESTION?!" She roared enraged by his calm mood and the fact that he didn't seem to care.

"Astoria… Can we not do this now?" Draco said pleadingly, "We're in a hurry! We need to speak to Weasley!"

Astoria scoffed incredously.

"Well, you're not!" She announced, frowning deeply. Her beauty disappearing from the intensity of her scrunched up face.

"It really is urgent…" Hermione piped up, looking desperately at Astoria.

"I don't care! You can both go to hell!" She screamed. But as she was about the slam the door in their faces a ginger headed man appeared behind her.

"Babe, what the-"

Ronald Weasley glanced up at them both curiously; he did not however look angry or even worried. His face stayed emotionless, which was a new side of Weasley Draco had never witnessed.

"Hermione…" He breathed disbelievingly.

Weasley then turned to Astoria, who was still absolutely furious and placed an arm around her shoulder to try and calm her down.

"Don't worry babe, it's alright… Let them in."

Hermione.

The Burrow hadn't changed a bit. It looked identical to when she had last been inside. Happy memories began to flow through her mind quickly and a small smile appeared on her face as they sat down on the sofa. She had always enjoyed staying here during the summer. It was like a second home to her, being back made her extremely nostalgic.

Ron had not taken his eyes off her since she entered and it was becoming slightly unnerving. However he did not look angry, simply puzzled which was a good sign.

"So, what brings you here?" He asked calmly, slouching down on the armchair opposite.

It was wonderful how polite he was being, Hermione had expected him to shout and rant at her. Maybe he had truly forgiven her for leaving him now that he had evidently moved on, which she was surprised to find didn't really bother her. She was glad.

Astoria rested on the chair next to Ron. Hermione was utterly bewildered by the fact was now dating her. She found it also amusing that the two people her and Draco had run away from were now a couple.

Hermione didn't really know where to start in answering Ron's question, so decided to keep it simple and cut to the chase.

"Well… I know that I probably don't deserve it after what I did… But I need your help urgently…" she said softly, giving him a warm smile in hope that he would be kind to her.

"What with?" Ron replied, sitting forward slightly, intrigued to what was happening. He didn't look disgusted, which was a good start.

"It's kind of a long story…" She began, again unsure how to continue. She thought carefully before explaining in minimal detail what was occurring.

"Urm… Well… Lucius Malfoy is… after me. And I need you… and Harry of course to help… err… capture him."

Ron suddenly shot Draco a horrified look.

"Your father?! So this is your fault?" He spat, rising up from his seat threateningly.

"No, no!" Hermione squealed, flapping her hands quickly, "It is definitely not Draco's fault!"

Ron didn't look convinced at all but said no more, falling back into his slumped position. She found it refreshing that he hadn't started a fight, which was what she had expected him to do. At least, at least that is what she had perceived after their previous encounter.

"Please, will you help me Ron?"

She watched as he thought for a moment, screwing his mouth up. She begged that she would say yes, she needed him desperately.

After what seemed like forever of deafening silence and Astoria giving her harsh glares across the room, Ron finally spoke.

"Sure Mione' I'll help you" He smiled. The fact that he called her Mione made her heart skip a beat. Had Ron really forgiven her? It looked as though she and Ron were friends once more and she couldn't be more pleased.

"Great!" She grinned, clapping her hands together, "We need to act fast though, Lucius is going to come for me tonight" She shivered as this vile thought.

"So we need to go and get Potter" Draco chipped in, standing up quickly.

Ron nodded, also rising up from his seat.

"Well, what are we waiting for?"

A/N: Ron and Hermione are friends(ish) again, yay! Well done if you guessed that it was Astoria! And don't worry there will be some kind of resolution between her and Draco! Thanks for all your lovely reviews!