Parvati stared at him in an emotion close to disbelief. If disbelief was tinged with growing anger.
"You were going to move me out of our home because I was visiting my parents? Draco!-" Her elegant features now looked beautifully enraged. "I called you every day and not once did you mention that anything was wrong. I thought you would be okay with me staying longer - you know, giving you space and all that. Don't act so much like a martyr, as if you'd be doing all that for my own happiness. Merlin knows if you cared about that, that you would know doing that would have broken my heart!'"
"You're so bloody-" She finished the thought with a glance at the bucket he had thrown the horse brush in. Parvati rather wanted to throw one of two of those at him. Her fingers twitched.