"Fuck him, Hermione," Theo had drawled. "If he doesn’t want you round his for the holidays, it’s his loss. Come home with me instead." Hermione had looked at Theo’s warm smile and handsome face and had thought to herself, "Why not?’ She had abruptly lifted her face to his and kissed him. Theo had not returned her kiss. He had been shocked for a moment and then gently pushed her away. 