AN: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I've only written one other story, hopefully you guys like this collection of one shots! I put my Itunes on shuffle and this is the result.

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Disclaimer: Don't own. Never will.

Draco sat in the flat he had been sharing with Hermione for about six months. This was it, his bags were packed but his soul was heavy. He knew things weren't working anymore, but he loved her. Maybe everybody was right, they just weren't meant to be. She worked to much, he didn't work enough. It didn't matter anymore he'd be gone before she got home from work anyway. With a heavy sigh and one last glance around the flat, Draco Apparated out.

Hermione arrived home expecting to be greeted by her wonderful boyfriend, and loving feline. To her surprise Draco was no where to be found. Crookshanks her wonderful cat sat unhappily on the couch waiting for attention.

"Draco..? Love are you here?" Hermione called out. Receiving no answer, she decided to check the flat to see if he was playing a trick on her. After checking the entire flat, she realized that all of his things were gone. Books, clothes, pictures all of it missing from it's normal places. It was as if he never was apart of this home.

Hermione sank onto the sofa clutching a letter to her chest. It was from him. Her Draco. Her love. Why? Why had he gone? What did she do? When did things get so bad that he would just leave? A million thoughts were racing through her mind as she stared at the piece of parchment like it was Voldemort himself. The only way she would get her answers would be to read it, but she wasn't sure if she had the courage. Deciding to bit the bullet she opened the letter and began to read.

My Dearest Hermione,

By now you will arrived home from work and noticed that I have left. Words cannot describe how hard it was for me to come to this decision. I have agonized for weeks on what to do but things just aren't the same with us. You spend more and more time away from me at the office or with your friends. We may share the same living space, but we rarely spend any of our waking moments together. My heart breaks to call us quits, but I can do this no more. We can't give each other what we need. I need to be happy and so do you. If one day we are meant to be I'm sure fate will bring us back together.

Yours always,

Your Dragon.

With tears dripping down her face Hermione puts the letter down and sobs. Had she truly been neglecting Draco? Yes, she had been spending more time at work, but her patients required her attention. Being a Healer required dedication and she thought he understood that. Was her career worth losing the man she loved? No, not at all. She had to find him, make him understand that she would change. Fate wouldn't have to bring them back together. Hermione would make sure they ended up together. Afterall, he was her Dragon, whether he liked it or not. Tomorrow, he'd be home with her, forever.

AN: That one was just a short little one to get me started. Better ones are yet to come. Please review and tell me what you think/give me ideas/criticisms. Please and Thanks!