R & R!
She straightened her cotton pink sweater, which she matched with her grey skirt. It was the exact same outfit she wore when Draco took her to her first date. To the beach where he had laid out a picnic, right under the stars, and it was the first time he said that he loved her.
She slowly applied her lip-gloss, careful not to muck anything up. It was a special date.
For her...that is.
She wanted to make sure that her feelings to Draco were still known.
She threw on her pink kitten heels, and grabbed her leather clutch.
With every step she took, she felt her courage draining bit by bit.
She sat in the restaurant and waited for him to come.
She glanced frequently at her watch. For the hundredth time, she looked again.
"4:00pm."
Suddenly, a waiter appeared.
"Excuse me miss, I just received this phone call from Mr. Malfoy. He wants to tell you that he can't make it, and wants to say he's sorry."
"Oh...ok..." she was devastated.
She sat and sobbed, not caring if people looked or not. The waiter was still at her elbow, sensing whether or not that he should leave.
"Thank you." She murmured as she wiped her tears away, trying to put a straight face, as the waiter walked away.
There was a group of girl, giggling madly from a distance. It was obvious that they were laughing at her. They knew that she had been stood up.
Hermione sniffed but did nothing. She couldn't take it anymore.
She grabbed her leather clutch and pushed the glass door open and disappeared into the crowd.
Disappointing huh...I hate it when people stand other people up...especially girls...