The Little boy that lived in our neighborhood. He had flashy blonde hair and greyish blue eyes.
I remember him so clearly. He used to pick up my dolly everytime I dropped and nicely give it back to me. HE said his name was something...something D or T I think. We remained best of friends till we we're both nine, and he moved away.He never said why, he just suddenly left.

When we were 5, we both learned how to ride a bicycle. I fell off so many times; I had bruises all over my knees and arms and he took me inside his house and gave me some tea and a muffin. But the summer we both turned10 was a summer I will never forgot.

He had gotten taller, his hair was a bit longer, and it hung over his eyes. Oh, his eyes. They were so big and entrapping, so grey and beautiful, I lost myself in them. We were both so young, we didn't know what love was. We thought we did; at that age,
you think you know everything. I wrote it on my calendar, June 27th, my first kiss, and underneath that I wrote "Draco" with hearts around it. He carved our initials into the big oak tree in my backyard. HG+DM, heart shaped of course. We spent everyday togehter during the summer.
We went down to the lake a lot, and just sat next to each other and watched the water. Sometimes it was be dead silent, and then, all of a sudden, he's make a giant farting noise, and I'd start cracking up. We'd hold hands walking home and when he dropped me off, he would kiss me onm the cheek, I'd blush a little, so would he. I'd go inside my room and just daydream, daydream about him.
He was so perfect.

"Mrs. Draco Malfoy."

I said aloud, I loved the sound of it.

((((DRACO'S POV)))))

"Where were you Draco?"

My father spat at me.

"I was just at the lake father..."

I didn't want to finish. I knew he didn't like her, but he wouldn't stop be from seeing her.

"I know you were out with that girl Draco, don't lie to me."

"YES! I was out with her, I like her father, no, actually, I think I..." I hesitated,"love her."

I could see his temper rising through his cold, grey eyes. He raised his hand and pushed me down, I tumbled down to the floor.

"Never, EVER, say that again Draco."

And he left, his anger building inside himself.

No matter what my father said, I would still see her, I would still love her.

(((((((END))))))))))

The summer was coming quickly to an end, we could feel it. I knew things wouldn't be the same between Draco and I, but we spent all of our time together. I should've known that this would happen.
We sat by the lake for the last time, holding hands tightly, as if the sunset would break us apart. He got closer to me, put his arm around me and pulled me closer. The sun took longer to set it seemed, or maybe I wanted it to set slow so we could savor the last moments we could have alone togehter. He looked at me, slowly observing me.

I could see his dark eyes as they reflected the light of the soon to be gone sun run over my face.

"What is it Draco?"

"Have I told you have beautiful you are?"

I blushed, and turned away, embarrasingly smiling.

"No, really 'Mione, you are, you're so beautiful."

I felt his grip get tighter around me as if he thought I was going to leave.

He kissed me, more warn and loving than he ever had. I felt like my whole body was melting next to his, into his arms.

It was the most romantic moment I had ever had, and I was only ten. He locked our lips for an eternity it seemed.

Nothing could tear me away from him, I wouldn't let anything end this perfectly intimate moment with the boy I loved.

As I slowly opened my eyes and detached my lips from his, I stared at him, stared straight into his brilliant eyes that reflected the image of mine. But then I saw another pair of eyes, as cold and grey as Draco's; his father.

His voice broke apart our rejoice. I saw Draco freeze at the very first word.

"Draco...What are you doing here, with her?"

His voice was quiet yet intense. Draco held onto me tight as he slowly turned around.

"What do you want Father?"

"I thought I told you that I didn't want to see her with you ever again."

He tried to shield my from his father, but really protecting us both.

"I won't let you hurt her father."

He yelled. I knew something was going to happen, something really bad. I felt a cold tear run down my cheek, why was this happening?

He grabbed Draco's arm, yanking him away from me. Without even thinking, I latched onto him with all my strength, desperately trying to pull him back to my side.

"LET GO!"

He yelled. I refused, I was not going to loose him, but he was too strong. With one last tug, he successfully pulled him away from me.

I could hear Draco refusing, making a fuss and pushing away with all his might. As I broke out into tears, I could hear him say one last thing:

"However far away, I will always love you."

And he was gone, forever. I sat, weeping, by myself. I have never forgotten that summer, the best summer, yet the saddest.

ughh, I t's kinda dull but it explains alot. lol,ten years old? I wish I was doing that when i was ten, lol. tell me what you think.