typo was bugging me
Hermione let out a weak laugh, gulping the last of her drink and signaling to the bar man for another one. She had to wipe her eyes on her sleeve, not wanting to really admit that she'd been getting wet and teary. "I'm pretty sure we make a rotten pair. Neither of us are totally proud of our histories. I should have seen this coming a mile away, the second the Bones Law was put into place," she said. Her eyes were fixed on Draco once more, as she swallowed. Her tongue was loose, and her mind even more so. "I didn't want to believe that anything bad could happen again. I wanted... for me to fall in love with Ro-, someone. To get married, have my family, and just... have everyone leave me the bloody hell alone," she said, her glass soon filled with another lemony drink.