"I've looked at love from both sides now,

from give and take, and still somehow,

it's love's illusions I recall,

I really don't know love at all."

~A pairing can mean so many different things. From friendship-only to a one-night-stand to a happy-ever-after - we can ship our couples any way we want.~

~This is a drabble collection (well, they're sort of drabbles, even if they are a bit long), each one based around a different type of pairing, and taking a different couple for each. Of course, there are some that will overlap with each other - 'forbidden love' could also be 'happy-ever-after,' but it could equally well be 'one night stand,' depending on how I write it. However, each chapter will take one pairing-type as its main theme and inspiration.~

~The characters are all of Harry's generation. Some are canon couples, but most are not; all are canon compliant though. Most are strange or obscure pairings. None of the characters belong to me.~

~Enjoy!~

~Number One~

~"one kiss only"~

~luna/colin~

Her first kiss was not a sweet, romantic moment. It was brief, hurried; a snatched moment in the eye of the storm, and it took her entirely by surprise. The atmosphere was charged and tense; everyone was on edge, adrenaline in the air, and afterwards she supposed that that was probably why he did it.

She had known him vaguely; he was one of the few in her year who had never called her Loony Lovegood, but more than that, he had been one of the original members of Dumbledore's Army. He had not come back at the beginning of Sixth Year though, because he was Muggle-born. When they had kept morale up by whispering the names of their missing friends, the people they fought for, his name had always been there.

But she didn't think he'd liked her like that, so the kiss, while the battle raged around them, was unexpected, although surprisingly pleasant. And it was probably just a momentary impulse; a desire to be close to someone for a few short seconds. Despite that, Luna holds it in her heart; one of her treasured memories, along with the ones of her mother, and the day Harry first called her his friend on the Hogwarts Express, and the time she met Rolf.

Because he was certainly the first boy ever even to want to kiss her, and maybe, just maybe, he really liked her, and maybe that kiss, for him, was as brave a thing as anyone did on that day of heroism.

She will never know, because when the flames had died down and an eerie silence had settled with the ashes over Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Colin Creevey was dead, and so the secret is Luna's alone.