The Truth Hurts

~* A few weeks after the coffee shop*~

Hermione stood in front of a mirror. "It's a good thing Luna wanted the same colors as Ginny," she said, smoothing down the dress.

Ayden popped his head out of the bathroom, where he was getting dressed. "Why's that?"

"Well...ten years later, with a few little adjustments of course, this dress still fits."

Ayden fully stepped out of the bathroom, tie hanging around his neck and shirt un-tucked. "Wow, Hermione." The dress, as it had so many years ago, made her look stunning.

Hermione twirled. "You like it?" she asked.

Ayden nodded. "How could I not?" The spaghetti strap dress was a pale coral color, had a fitted bodice, and a flowing skirt, which pooled around her feet. Her hair was in a half up/half down style and she wore very little make-up.

Hermione looked at him and noticed his state of un-dress. "Ayden...get dressed!" she ordered.

Ayden tucked in his shirt and began to struggle with his tie. After somehow managing to tie it in a bow, he turned to her. "Honey...can you help me?"

Hermione sighed. "What is it with men?" She walked over to him and threw up her hands. "Honestly! How, in the name of Merlin, did you manage to tie it in a bow?!"

Ayden shrugged. "Hey...give me a break. I've only worn a tie once, since I left school."

Hermione set to the task of righting his tie. "Oh? And when was that?"

Deciding to tell a little of the truth, Ayden replied, "It was at a friend's wedding."

After a few moments, Hermione stepped back. "There...all fixed."

Ayden looked down at his tie. It, surprisingly, had been salvaged. "How did you do that so fast?"

Hermione smiled. "I had seven years of practice," she said, referring to her days at Hogwarts. She sighed. "Now Harry and Ron have other women to tie their ties."

Ayden saw the sadness in her eyes and wrapped his arms around her. "Hey...you still have me."

Hermione nodded and laid her head against his chest. "Yes...I still have you. She glanced at the clock, which was similar to the Weasley's and said when someone was in her house. She gasped. It should have showed that she and Ayden were in the house, but the clock was saying that someone else was there with her.

"What's wrong, love?" Ayden asked, and turned in the direction she was looking. His eyes widened in shock.

"It...it says..." But she didn't finish her sentence, due to the fact that she had fainted.

Ayden dropped to his knees and attempted to wake her. He picked her up, which was easy due to her light form, and brought her over to her bed. As he was doing this, he stole another glance at the clock. "Bloody fucking hell...even the clock recognizes me." Ayden put all of his thoughts aside and started to wake her up.

The tall mirror showed the reflection of the clock. The reflection showed that Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy, not Ayden L'clair, were in Hermione's house.