Granger

Two

The girl stares at the stones; reads them one by one. I can't help but notice how pretty she is. Her hair just falls perfectly, and her figure would be lustful to other girls. I can't see her face, though. I pull out my phone and look at social media.
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Hermione's perspective

The graveyard was peaceful. It kept my mind of Ron and his arguments. My soul continues to hurt though. Breakups are one thing, but I did truly love that Weasley. But now, I don't see why I did.
I move my head from my thoughts and notice another person sitting on a bench a ways from me. He looked rather..familiar. He stuck his phone in his face. His hair was platinum blonde, and his eyes...gray.
I stood in shock. Malfoy? My body was still as thoughts ran through my head. " why is Draco, of all people, here? Doesn't he have a wife to look after? It's already 8:00" I though very fast. Before I knew it, his eyes met mine. His phone went down, and he looked at me with a smirk.
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Draco's perspective

I felt eyes prying on me. Her's. As I pushed my hand down, I met caramel eyes that had dull expression. Granger?
I smirked. What a surprise. Princess Gryffindor, eh?
I walk over.
" ah, granger. Good to see you again."
I spoke. Her eyes rolled.
I looked at her quickly. She does look exceptionally prettier than when we went to Hogwarts. " oh, malfoy. I thought you moved" she shot back without a care.
" still hanging around with weasel-king I bet, huh? Make any babies recently?"
I smirked. But her expression changes, and so does mine. Her once annoyed face was now, upset or hurt.
" no, actually.. we're not together anymore" she whispered faintly.
" am I allowed to ask what happened?"
" I don't see why you care! Don't you have a wife to be tending to, you stupid cockroach!" She yells sharply. I take back a breath. " sorry" she says, looking the other way. " Ron decided that he doesn't really love me...and would rather not be in a marriage" she explains. For once, I feel a sorry feeling for her. I understand how a bad marriage feels. " I don't feel like I should go back anymore. I don't want to get hurt by him." She whispers. She looks up surprised by herself. " I've said too much". Her words hurt me and I had to do something. " I know we don't really get on the same path, but, if you want, you could stay at my house tonight. So you don't have to go back with Ron". I spit out. She hesitantly nods.
Silence approaches as we walk to my house.
" thank you, malfoy." She says.
" anytime" I look straight.
Maybe granger isn't so bad.