Title: Not Good Enough Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Angst Word Count: 496 Draco, Im really sorry about

this. Shut the fuck up, Granger. I warned you I still had feelings for Ron. That was months ago! Long before you said you cared about me, long before we shagged, and long before I fell in love with you!

Hermione flinched. You dont love me. Fuck you, Granger. You might be intelligent, but you dont know shite about how I feel. If you really loved me, you would have told me before today! I didnt realize our relationship was on a time clock, he sneered. Dont you dare get snotty with me, Draco Malfoy. You have never given me any indication that you wanted anything more than a temporary fling. Meeting me in hotel rooms, only wanting to dine in Muggle London, refusing to introduce me to your friends, how naive do you think I

am? Those are all signs of a man who doesnt want others to know he is in a relationship. Merlin, maybe I just wanted us to have some time alone, some time to really get to know each other, before we had to deal with the spotlight of the Wizarding World or our friends undoubtedly insufferable attitudes. Hermione stared at him in disbelief. You cant imagine Im going to believe your drivel! I know about Astoria Greengrass. Draco looked momentarily ill, but he quickly recovered. That was my fathers doing.

He arranged the engagement with her family. I barely even know her, let alone desire to marry her. Its not like you want to marry me either, she pointed out. Ron, however, does. How long have you been seeing him? Thats none of your business. He grabbed her by the arm. I disagree. How long? he growled. A few weeks, she admitted, blushing. I wonder how Weasley would react if he found out youve been fucking me the entire time he was courting you? Draco

asked threateningly. I suspect hed be angry enough to mess up your pretty face, Hermione spat back. But, I dont worry about it. We both know you are too cowardly to ever tell him. Im not the only coward, Granger. You are the one ending this, ending us because youre too afraid of how Saint Potter and the rest of the Gryffindor scum would react if they discovered their precious princess was serious about a Malfoy. Hermione looked away, unable to meet his eyes. Fine, maybe I am scared, but that doesnt change the fact that Ron loves me and I know I can be happy with him.

Draco pulled her to him forcefully. He loves you. But you say nothing about loving him. He watched her shut her eyes tightly, a tear sliding down her face. Let me go, Draco. You and I would never last. He dropped her arm and turned away. Im sorry. He strode across the room and wrenched open the door. Sometimes sorry isnt good enough, Hermione. He left; slamming shut the door behind him.