Hermione was tired of spending the last six years putting up with Draco's shit. His constant bigotry against her, his attacks against her boyfriend Harry, his actions while a member of the Inquisitorial squad had finished it for her.

While spending the summer going over the contents of Grimmauld Place with Harry and helping him deal with the loss of Sirius she had come across a very interesting spell book. It looked like it would solve the problem quite handily.

One stormy evening she managed to seduce Draco away from his companions into a secluded crag over the castle. Stunning him she began the spell. His essence began to dissolve, atom by atom until there was a glowing matrix that was the representation of Draco floating in front of her.

Pulling on a string, cutting others, rearranging them she rebuilt the being that was Draco. Once he was a solid life-form again she grinned and went back to the Gryffindor common room.

Harry looked up, "So how was your evening?"

"Oh it was good. Just did some remodeling work is all." She happily said sliding into his lap chuckling.