Reversal Incidents Team

This is the morning after Hermione and Malfoy opened up about the relationship between the two that night. She was holding a white coffee cup, wrapped in a blanket and sitting on a small platform extending out of the window, looking into the distance just now. Sober London.

Hermione loved her flat, her life as it was.Outside of work, Hermione's life is organized.

On Monday, Hermione prepares the week's ingredients and magically stores them in the freezer for quick meal prep each day.

On Tuesday, she gave the entire apartment a big clean and conjured new flowers and leaves into the vases.

On Wednesdays, Hermione would usually continue exploring her little magical space with the Untraceable Stretch Charm.

On Thursdays, Hermione handles bills and checks, writes and answers letters to friends.

On Fridays, Hermione would sometimes go out with friends, and sometimes spend the rest of the weekend at her parents' house.

This kind of life was broken after she and Malfoy were together. Hermione enjoyed it very much at first, but just last night, she suddenly realized that this intruder to her life was not simply a period of existence. Time, he may exist for a long time.

She recalled how long she hadn't enjoyed a relaxing afternoon of reading, hadn't wiped her beloved collection of ancient books before going to bed, and even her refrigerator had been filled with food carefully prepared by various house-elves, vases of real the flowers...

She turned her head and saw the brand-new sheets and quilt on the bed. They were as silky and soft as a girl's skin. This was not something Hermione would choose to invest in.

She took a sip of coffee, letting the cold wind help her think better.

After she said brashly to Malfoy last night, "I need to think about it, maybe I'll get back to you at lunch on Monday?" Hermione wasn't sure what her reply was.

If she had a reliable friend who could talk about it, she would definitely say that Malfoy neither asked to live together nor proposed marriage, and there was no need for Hermione to take things so seriously.Or she would say, dear Hermione, you have fallen in love with this cunning Malfoy, and before you know it, you are thinking about how the future will change because of him.

But Hermione heard only the sound of cars.

No one would have guessed that Hermione would use a coin to decide what answer to give.

She held the little Muggle coin in her hand, and a queen appeared, or a lion appeared.The small silver coin spun a few times in the air, and finally landed in Hermione's hand.

She spread her palms, and the crowned lion grinned back.Hermione sighed and wondered to herself if she could have kept the handsome blond wizard for an extra week if she had waited until a few days later.

----------------------I am the separator of the Malfoy family------------------- --

Ministry of Magic, Monday 2003 September 9.

As soon as Malfoy went to work in the morning, he was called directly to the office of the Director of Magical Sports.

And Malfoy, who left the director's office, finally got the position he had always wanted.The chief officer of the Quidditch Security Office, Malfoy will move into this side of the corridor from today to serve as the only senior official in the office, responsible for the review of the security level of each Quidditch club.

In the new office, he arranged the luxurious tea set brought from home, the magic kettle that can automatically fill and change tea, a portrait of his mother, and other decorations that can show the wealth of the Malfoy family. Finally, he sat Sitting on a chair, admiring the view from the window.Even though he knew it wasn't true, Malfoy looked at it for a while before starting to browse through the papers his secretary had sent him.

At noon, with his briefcase and coat in hand, he opened the door, told the secretary in the cubicle not to touch the documents on his desk, then opened the door, fiddled with his hair against the shiny wooden door, and finally Scanning the gilded Malfoy name on the door, he walked towards the elevator in satisfaction.

Walking to the Enchanted Fountain, Malfoy saw Hermione's brown hair flash past a nearby fireplace.He couldn't help smiling, and slipped into another fireplace that had just been vacated.

He appeared in a crowded street.

This is where Hermione first invited him to dinner, a pizza restaurant.If Malfoy remembered the name correctly, he was not flattered by this kind of rough food, especially their greasy tables and noisy and crowded storefront.Malfoy really didn't understand why Hermione had asked him to meet here today.

She knew he didn't like it here, didn't she.

Malfoy took out a silver and green striped handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it around the door rail and opened the shop door.

Hermione was sitting next to a yellow pillar, looking disturbed and anxious.

Malfoy walked over unhurriedly, and sat on a chair that was slightly cleaner than the surrounding ones.He bet Hermione had secretly used the Cleansing Charm.She is so thoughtful.Malfoy took Hermione's hand and kissed it lightly. "I hope you didn't order the weird anchovy pizza last time."

"Hey, I'm so sorry, I might have ordered." Hermione withdrew her hand hastily.

Malfoy thought she was a little strange, but he said it anyway. "It's okay, I think I can try eating again."

He ordered a Coke for Hermione and himself while he waited for the pizza.A very tasty muggle drink.

Malfoy shared the news of his promotion with Hermione, but she didn't seem very happy.She has something on her mind.

It wasn't until the pizza was on the table that Hermione handed him a slice.

Malfoy took a bite and said. "I don't believe it could have been worse."

"Malfoy, no, Draco, we really had a very good few days together, your level of gentleman makes me ashamed of my previous wrong prejudices, and I am very honored that you want to be serious with me Continue this relationship. However, after serious consideration, I think maybe we should end it. You know, my work, and friends..." Hermione forced an ugly smile, and Malfoy saw from the inside relieved?Then he heard Hermione say. "Now you're thinking maybe this pizza isn't the worst."

"Thank you." Malfoy forced himself to swallow the food he would never like, and took a swig of the Coke Hermione handed him. "Can I ask how you think rigorously? Work and friends, it seems that you have absolute control over these things, don't you?"

"Er...if you insist on knowing, I'll let the Queen decide." Hermione evasively said.

Malfoy asked, "Queen of the Muggle world? I didn't know you knew such a lady."

"In short, I hope we can break up peacefully and keep good memories of each other." Hermione said.

Malfoy said flatly, "No. I don't recognize the queen of Muggles."

Hermione looked like she was about to break down. She probably thought that Malfoy's pride would agree to her breaking up, and Malfoy himself didn't understand why he wanted to humiliate himself.

For a while, no one moved the two pieces of pizza that were missing in the middle of the table, and the Coke was still bubbling. Malfoy and Hermione stalemate silently.

It wasn't known whether it was Hermione who picked up a piece of pizza or Malfoy himself, but he forced himself and Hermione to finish this difficult lunch at the same time, and then left the Muggle restaurant together.

Hermione walked ahead, and Malfoy watched her back.

It wasn't until she finally stopped and turned around that Malfoy couldn't help but straighten up. He knew she would say the real reasons now, the excuses that would push him away.

After listening no more, Malfoy realized that he had overestimated the witch on the opposite side.He walked up to her, grabbed her ring finger and little finger, and said softly. "I didn't know I would make so many changes in your life. If you want, we can do it on your own time. Couples are all about compromise. Hermione, dear, don't be afraid. You can keep all your It’s my hobby, as long as I don’t go to bed too late.”

Yes, Hermione is a soft-hearted witch, and she got her wish to keep Malfoy in her life.