Rendezvous
It was the graduation ball and she was standing by the punch table. She looked beautiful in her peach chiffon dress and her curly head was tamed slightly. And yet she was standing alone.
She was waiting for someone, the person who had become her secret confidante for the past year. They were supposed to meet here at 10. To identify themselves they wore a red rose.
It was 10 when she was tapped in the shoulder. She turned around and saw a red rose.
She looked up and saw Draco Malfoy, a smile on his lips.
"Hi, Hermione."
