Hermione Granger's plans never included heartbreak, meal plans, and sweaty quidditch pitches. Draco Malfoy's plans had always been making a successful name for himself, finally moving out of his apartment, and being able to cook more than pasta. Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson's plan was to find a missing cat. But really, nothing ever goes according to plan, does it?

Hermione Granger's plans never included heartbreak, meal plans, and sweaty quidditch pitches. Draco Malfoy's plans had always been making a successful name for himself, finally moving out of his apartment, and being able to cook more than pasta. Harry Potter and Pansy Parkinson's plan was to find a missing cat. But really, nothing ever goes according to plan, does it?

"Do I know you?" she whispered as he wrenched his arm away and shut the door, watching as a future quite literally slipped out of her hands. Hermione stood in a daze as Ron continued to walk away, refusing to let the tears begin to fall as her chin quivered in defiance. This was going to happen, she reasoned. How else could she explain the past week?