(I do not own HP)

Her hair was longer and her skin was tanner than the last time I had seen her. Instead of the short bob, her hair reached her shoulders, making me want to run my fingers through it's length. Her normally pale skin had been touched by the sun, creating the glow of a goddess. Her feet were bare in the sand. She wore blue jeans shorts and a bikini top. She was beautiful.

I never thought the day would come where I would see her showing off her body to people other than me, but three long years had passed since Hogwarts, and she was no longer my girl. In fact, she wasn't a girl at all, but a woman.

The butterfly tattoo that she had gotten in sixth yer sat on her hip, playing peek-a-boo with her shorts. One perfectly manicured hand was holding her purse into her shoulder. I wished that that hand was holding mine.

I walked toward her unsure of what I would say. Maybe I'd give her a cocky smirk, or maybe I'd be as sincere as can be. I didn't know, but I did know that my heart was pounding with anticipation.

When I finally reached her, Pansy turned around and looked at me in shock.

"Wh . . . what are you doing here?" she stuttered.

"Vacation. It's a real fancy seeing you here." I held my tone, and I kept it confident. I couldn't falter and let her know how much seeing her affected me.

"Yes, well, you know I live here. Did you come here on purpose, Draco? You miss me?" Her face went from shocked, to sarcastic.

"You wish. And no, I didn't come here on purpose. I haven't heard a word from you since the last day of school. How could I possibly know you would be here?"

"Because, Draco dear, I told you. Remember? The last day I said something along the lines of, 'Draco, you know I'm moving to Italy. You really should come visit me sometime.' Then you grunted and shrugged." She put her hands on her hips just as I crossed my arms over my chest. That use to happen a lot back at school.

"I don't recall. But what do you say that we have dinner tonight so we can catch up? It's on me." I gave her a smile, knowing she wouldn't refuse.

"Okay. Fine. Just let me . . ." She trailed off.

I looked away to watch the waves or the ocean. When I looked back at Pansy, she was digging in her purse and I knew what she was digging for.

"Here we are. Here, this is my number." She took out a business card and a muggle pen. She quickly scribbled something on the back of the card, then handed it to me. "I'll see you tonight, Draco.

With that, she turned and walked away from me. Her hips moved back and forth with every step and I couldn't help but watch. She was beautiful.

When she vanished from my view I looked down at the card. It said, "Aprt. # 153" Under that was written, "6 o'clock. I'll cook."

With a smirk and a pounded heart, I headed for my hotel to get cleaned up.