Truth
In the bedroom , Draco and Pansy are entwined in a heated embrace, their bodies moving rhythmically against each other. Pansy's back is arched, her fingers digging into the sheets as she moans his name. Draco's hands roam over her curves, his lips finding her neck, leaving a trail of moisture in its wake. The sound of their passion fills the air, muffled only slightly by the soft sheets.
Astoria stands in the doorway, frozen in place as she watches the scene unfold before her. The anger and betrayal that had been coursing through her veins moments ago are replaced by a sharp pang of jealousy. She can't believe Draco would have a sex with Pansy in Daphne house.
As if sensing her presence, Draco looks up and their eyes meet. There's a flash of surprise and then anger in his eyes, but he quickly regains his composure. "Astoria," he says coolly, "I thought we agreed that we wouldn't snoop through each other's things andnow you see how I was feel when I saw you and Theodore" His voice is calm, but there's a steeliness to it that makes Astoria shiver.
Pansy, on the other hand, seems less than pleased to see Astoria and start laughing. She pulls away from Draco, glaring at her rival. "What are you doing here?" she demands, trying to cover herself with the sheets.
Astoria takes a tentative step into the room, her hands trembling. "I just needed to know the truth," she says, her voice beeing angry. "I can't keep living like this."
Draco's face hardens as he looks at her, his expression cold and calculating. "Well, now you know," he says coldly. "I suggest you leave before I do something we'll both regret."
Pansy, sensing an opportunity, slithers out of bed and slips on a robe. She glares at Astoria, a sneer curling her lips. "Why don't you just go home, Astoria? You obviously don't belong here."
Astoria's eyes widen with shock as Draco's words sink in. "You're not sorry, You don't care."
Draco's jaw tightens, but he doesn't respond. He glances at Pansy, who is watching them both carefully. "I suggest you leave now, Astoria," he says, his tone final. "And take your sister with you."
Astoria looks at her sister, then back at Draco, her eyes filling with unshed tears. "You're right," she manages to choke out. "I'm sorry I came here. I just... I thought... I also am guilty... I and Theodore..." She trails off, unable to finish her sentence.
With one final look at Draco, she turns and leaves the room, Daphne following close behind. She knows that their living together is over and they marriage from this day will be only in public.