Author's note: Popped up in my head after I passed a particular test for work.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters related to it.
She flew through the door, her curly mane of chestnut hair flying behind her. "I passed my Magical Contracts test," she said breathlessly, chocolate eyes dancing merrily.
He briefly glanced up at her from behind his newspaper. "That's nice, dear."
"They finally passed me on my Auror training," she exclaimed happily as she flopped down next to him on the couch. He casually draped his arm around her shoulders, squeezing her lightly.
"I knew they would. You are the smartest witch of our age."
"You'll never guess what happened today, Draco?"
"You passed your job exam and got hired as the head of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures?"
"How can you always guess these things? It's like you're a Seer."
He chuckled, grey eyes glinting. "You're Hermione Granger now Malfoy. You pass everything."
Her hair seemed to droop while her puffy eyes shown with tears. She clutched a small white stick in her hands like a lifeline as she stumbled into the living room. His eyes flew to her as a sob broke through, echoing throughout the room.
"I didn't pass."
Author's note cont: If the last part isn't clear, Hermione is holding a pregnancy test.