Another awkward morning with Draco passed. With each day that she lingered in his flat, Hermione felt the two of them drifting further and further apart. Not that they were all that close to begin with. Their relationship, if it could even be called that, had been odd from the very beginning. Unhealthy even. Of course, she wasn't sure that she would even know what to do with a relationship that wasn't. She hadn't had a healthy relationship with anyone since her fourth year when she had her brief dalliance with Viktor Krum. Though memorable, it wasn't long-term. Maybe if it had been allowed to continue, they would've fallen into the same pit of unhealthiness as all of her other relationships. She was probably the problem.