A/N: Okay so this will be a series of unrelated drabbles for Connect The Characters challenge. They won't be very long but they'll be there. Some will be slash and others won't, but anyway here's the first one.

Pairing: Colin Creevey/Hermione Granger

Rating: K+

Words: 403

Warnings: None

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Sometimes You Have To Let Go

Colin couldn't help it, he was watching her again. Not in a creepy way, honest, just an occasional glance every now and again. For Colin could admit that Hermione Granger was beautiful but he could also admit that she'd never look twice at him because whilst they were both Muggle born, Colin was nothing more than that annoying fifth year Gryffindor with the camera whereas Hermione was a brave sixth year Gryffindor with brains worthy of any Ravenclaw.

Colin had none; Hermione was busy trying to impress Ron, who incidentally was busy locking lips with Lavender every five minutes. Yeah, that wasn't the most exciting thing Colin had ever had to witness. Well, everyone had to witness it, actually.

It was sad, Colin thought, that the girl he loved was hopelessly in love with another guy who was snogging another girl 24/7. Hermione was currently sitting next to one Harry Potter in the library, who was an idol to Colin and it wasn't just because he was famous but also because of how unafraid he was.

Sighing, Colin turned back to his own work. Sometimes he supposed that love may be unrequited for a reason.

Colin was chewing the tip of his quill when Dennis came up to him. Colin may've been a short fifth year but Dennis was a tiny second year. If there was one person who could always cheer Colin up it was Dennis, to be honest when Colin had first found out he was a wizard he had hoped Dennis would be too because Colin had never been that far away from his little brother.

However, in that particular moment Colin was not in a talking mood so he simply took his Potions homework and pretended to be doing it.

All of a sudden a note appeared on his homework.

Hey,

Are you okay?

Dennis, I don't want to talk about it

Colin hoped that would deter his brother but Dennis Creevey was nothing if not determined.

You're thinking about her, again.

Wait! What?

You know what.

Dennis you're twelve. How did you know?

It was hard not to notice. Anyway, brother if you love her enough you'll let he be happy.

That was strangely wise for a twelve year old.

Yes, well now I can annoy you by poking you.

And so, that was how Colin managed to face each day (even if his brother was very annoying).