Song Inspiration: Losing Your Memory by Ryan Star

Hermione sat inside the Three Broomsticks as she watched a myriad of faces pass outside the window.

"Dear, can I get you anything else," Madam Rosmerta came and asked her.

"Could I have another Butterbeer, please?"

"Sure, dear. Coming right up."

The door to the pub rang signaling that more customers were coming into the establishment. After glancing at the door, Madam Rosmerta glanced back at Hermione before going on her way. Hermione looked up at the couple that just walked in, and she felt as if someone reached into her chest and squeezed her heart as hard as they could.

Sitting in a corner of the pub were Draco Malfoy and his most recent girlfriend, Astoria Greengrass. Hermione remembered her from Hogwarts. She was a few years younger than her, but she never liked her much because of the prissy attitude she always had.

She watched as Astoria reached over the table and began drawing circles on Malfoy's hand, and Hermione looked and waited for the irritated face she knew he would make, and just like she guessed, he made a face of discomfort and slowly and discreetly pulled his hand away, covering it up by taking a sip of his butterbeer.

As Hermione finished up her butterbeer, she decided that she needed to get out of the pub, but she'd have to walk directly in front of them as she exited. Steeling her nerves, Hermione got up and made for the door, hoping they wouldn't stop her. As she grabbed the door handle, she heard her name.

"Granger," he called out. Hermione slowly turned around and planted a smile on her face.

"Oh, hey, Malfoy. I didn't see you there."

"I know, hence why I called out your name."

"Hi, Astoria," Hermione turned to the woman beside him.

"Granger."

"Granger, it's nice to see a familiar face. Astoria's been trying to help me remember what's happened this past year."

"How's your recovery going?"

"Pretty good. It's a bit frustrating that I can't remember anything. The doctor said that I might never remember, but I hope that that's not the case."

"I hope you're able to remember everything," Hermione said with a slight frown on her face. As she made to leave, Draco commented on the bracelet on her right arm.

"That's a beautiful bracelet, Granger. Whoever picked it out must have great taste. What is that? Pure platinum?"

Hermione nodded her head as she remembered back to the time when she received the bracelet.

"Can I open my eyes yet," Hermione asked.

"Wait, Granger, you've got to be patient."

"Why am I getting a present? It's not my birthday."

"Does there have to be a reason? I just wanted to give this to you."

After a few more seconds, he said she could open her eyes. In front of her, there was a small blue box.

"Go ahead," Draco said, "Open it."

Hermione gasped when she opened up the box and found a beautiful platinum bracelet that had two diamonds at each end.

"Draco," she beamed, "It's beautiful!"

"Read the engraving on the inside."

She turned the bracelet and read, 'Love you always, Draco.'

He gave her that bracelet three weeks ago, one day before his accident, and now he didn't even remember giving it to her. He didn't remember anything.

"Granger," he asked concerned. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, Malfoy, I'm fine. Why?"

"You're crying. Are you sure everything's okay?"

Hermione reached up and wiped the tears that stained her cheeks.

"Oh my, I'm sorry," she rushed out, "I've got to get going. Good luck with your recovery."

"Granger, wait, I wanted to..."

Before he could finish what he was saying, Hermione fled the pub and ran down the street, as far as she could get before she felt her lungs about to give. Anything to match the pain that she was currently feeling in her heart.

As she braced herself against a tree, she looked at the bracelet on her wrist and felt more tears appear in her eyes.

You broke your promise, Draco, but I won't break mine. I'll always love you.