Author's Note: So I was typing a new chapter for TWEL, and then I had a sudden inspiration for this! I couldn't go on without posting this, so forgive me. But I do hope you'll like it! :) This is inspired by the movie/book P.S. I Love You. I cried loads. Check it out :) Anyway, reviews will be greatly appreciated! :D

Disclaimer: None of the characters here are mine, they're all J.K. Rowling's. :) The plot is largely inspired by the book/movie P.S. I Love You.

Chapter 1: Bar

She felt herself grab another glass. She smiled carelessly, sloshing the contents of the glass and watching it turn. She watched it for a few more seconds before bringing the glass to her lips and downing it all in one gulp.

"Aah…" Wiping her mouth, she put down the glass on the counter and smiled seductively at the bartender. He gave her a quizzical look, turning from the number of glasses in front of her and back to her red face. Enough experience taught him how to know when a customer has had enough.

"One more." She said groggily. The bartender took his time wiping the glass he was holding, before setting it back behind the counter and moving towards her. He frowned a little and handed her a glass that merely contained water.

She took it and drowned it contents, before spitting it out and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and glaring at the bartender.

"I'm sorry, Miss. But you have probably had enough."

She laughed loudly, but instead of arguing with the man, she flipped her long, brown hair and stood up from the chair. The moment she took a step, she fell down the floor. A few others who were near her tried to reach out for her, but she brushed them away.

"No, no, don't. He'll get mad!" She giggled. Using both her hands, she pushed herself off the floor and attempted to walk away from the bar. She managed a couple of steps before she stumbled once more into a table. The two people who were occupying it gave her dark glares.

Blinking a few times, she finally noticed that there were two people in front of her. She rubbed her eyes and found herself staring at a red-head and a brunette. Her heart started to beat faster, and she let out a sigh of relief. Dashing towards the red-head, she flung her arms around him and started squealing.

"Ronald! You git! I was so worried about you!" She cried. The red-head looked bewildered, and tried to pry the stranger girl's hands off him.

"I don't know who you're calling Ronald, lady!"

She glared at him and only hugged him even tighter.

"You bastard! I was so worried, and here you were-

"Let go of me!"

"No! Not again!"

"I will-

"DON'T! DON'T MAKE ME LET GO OF YOU! NOT AGAIN!" She cried loudly, before she fiercely reached for his face and planted her lips on his. She kissed him hungrily, and she could feel the man trying to push her away. But she didn't understand. Why? Why is he pushing her away?

After a couple of shoves, she felt herself roughly pushed backwards and she tumbled over a couple of chairs. Hurt, she stayed there and looked up at the man. There were tears on her face.

"You slut-

"I'll take it from here."

The man halted and turned around as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Draco." The red-headed man nodded and glared one last time at the girl, who was crying uncontrollably on the floor, before he went back to his table and left the bar with his brunette companion.

Draco Malfoy ran a hand through his blond hair before walking towards the girl. Her hair was disheveled and her cheeks were red. Her eyes were puffy and her face were stained with tear tracks. She looked a real mess.

He kneeled beside her and made a move to pull her up to her feet. But the moment his hand touched her hand, she began kicking at him.

"Who are you? Don't touch me!"

"Damn it, Granger! Stop kick-

She gasped and rubbed her eyes to look directly at him. She pointed a finger towards him and glared menacingly.

"MALFOY! You made him leave! Get away! I have to follow him!" She pushed herself off the floor once more and made a move to leave, but her way was blocked by Draco, who was frowning at her.

"Stop it, Granger. You're embarrassing yourself."

"I don't give a shit! Why did Ron leave? Where did he go?" She tried to push him out of the way but Draco gripped her arm tightly. She rebelled against it and tried to pull out of his hold. He only tightened it more.

"Can you jus-

"WHERE IS RON? WHERE IS RON?" She practically screamed. It took all of Draco's willpower to not slap the woman who was screaming in front of him. He gritted his teeth, refusing to say it but at the same time, felt that it was the only way to go.

"What did you tell Ron, Malfoy? Why did he leave?"

"Weasley was never here, Granger." He looked at her blankly. She looked at him incredulously.

"What are you talking about? I just saw hi-

"He's dead, Granger."