Love
Hermione sat down at the beach. The tide was rising, almost reaching her feet, but she didn't care. Her boyfriend of a year had just dumped her. He'd said he couldn't feel her whole heart in the relationship. And she had to agree.
Somebody cleared his throat behind her. Hermione turned around and saw a blond man standing there. He smiled and sat down next to her.
"What's wrong, Mya"
"Draco…why are we still friends? Why don't you hate me"
Draco shrugged and looked at the setting sun. He'd wondered that same thing thousand of times.
"I don't know. Maybe because you were my first love"
"And you mine, Draco. Why can't all of our relationships be like that"
Again, Draco shrugged. Hermione leaned on his chest. Draco started stroking her hair gently.
"What happened this time"
Hermione smirked, "what else? My heart wasn't in it. It's the sixth time a boyfriend's broken up with me because of that. Six broken hearts already, and I still haven't learned my lesson"
Draco looked at Hermione confused.
"What lesson"
Hermione smiled and looked at him.
"See, I'm starting to think your one true love is only the first one. I'm starting to suspect all the others are simply to forget"
Draco smiled at her declaration of undying love, and leaned down to kiss her.
"How right you are, my love. How right."