"Fuck you, Draco Malfoy. You are not that person anymore." She stood up, her sadness turning to rage. "I forgave you for all of that. Remember this was never supposed to be about who we were, but who we are, Draco. Or did you forget that?"
She clenched her fists, wanting nothing more than to hit something or someone, "Merlin's fucking beard, I thought we had something, or was this some some fucking game to see if you could fuck Ginny Weasley? Did you ever think that I don't give a shit if you aren't perfect? That maybe, just maybe... I cared about you, as flawed as you are?"
She rared back and hit the back of the sofa. She was going to lose him, but she wasn't letting go without a fight.