The Weasley's sent us back to school that night, it wasn't safe at the Weasley's house.

It was deatheaters that attacked us.

It seemed like there were more, and more attacks every night.

We arrived back at Hogwarts early in the morning on Sunday, we didn't really say much.

We all just went to bed.

...

"I'm sorry about your trunk." Hermione said, as we sat down eating lunch in the Great Hall.

"It's ok, only a few things in there. Nothing major." I smiled, "just glad no one got hurt."

"Yes, I'm glad Crookshanks is ok." Hermione stated.

She glanced to her left, her eyes stopped, before looking at me again.

"He's looking at you, again." Hermione raised her eyebrows at me.

I looked over, to see Draco looking at me.

As soon as he saw me glance over, he turned his head away quickly.

Draco's face turned fifty shades of red.

I rolled my eyes, as I turned back to Hermione.

A small, white paper crane floated over, landing on my plate.

I looked back over a Draco.

A small smile grew on his face, as he stared down at the table.

Don't let him back in.

I stared at Draco, until his eyes turned to me.

I locked eyes with Draco, as I pushed the paper crane off of my plate.

It lightly flapped it's wings, as it sat on the table.

I gave Draco an evil smile, as I balled my fist up.

I quickly smashed the paper crane flat into the table top.

The wings ofpaper crane twitched as it fell off the table, and too the floor.

Draco's eyes grew wide with disbelief.

He was scared that I was playing his own game against him.

I turned back to Hermione, with the smile still on my face.

"That was rather rude." She nudged me.

"You want to go to Diagon Alley? I'm in the mood for shopping." I ignored her comment.

Another paper crane floated over, and landed on the table.

Hermione quickly grabbed it, before I could smash it.

She opened the paper, and began reading.

"How was your Christmas? I've gotten you something." Hermione read the note out loud.

I pulled out my wand, casting at the paper, causing it to turn into dust between her fingers.

Hermione huffed with annoyance.

"Let's go." I groaned, motioning for her to get up.

As we began walking out of the Great Hall, I looked back at Draco one last time.

His head was rested against his hand, as his eyes were filled with sadness.

I looked at the ground, as Hermione and I walked out of the room.

...

Hermione and I went down to Diagon Alley.

We went into Flourish And Blotts, her favorite shop. It's filled with spell books and stuff like that.

After that, we went into Slug And Jigger's Apothecary, to get more supplies for potions.

"So you're not the least bit curious, on what he got you?" Hermione asked me.

"I'm not saying that, I'm just saying... it's probably best if I just didn't know." I sighed, as we carried our bags down the street of Diagon Alley.

"So you're just planning on ignoring him for the rest of your life?" Hermione shook her head.

"Just shut up about it." I joked and rolled my eyes.

I stopped at the window of Twilfitt And Tatting's, the most expensive store in Diagon Alley.

I haven't gone in, just looked through the window at all the expensive items that I could see.

"Come on!" Hermione yanked my arm trying to hurry me.

"I just want to look." I hushed her.

My eyes were fixated on the items that I could never afford.

"Window shopping, are we dear?" I voice stood softly.

I tall woman, dressed in all black, stood next to me.

Her hair was almost all black, except a few stands of bright blonde that came out from behind her ears.

"I-I guess." I stuttered, as I stepped back.

"No need to be scared, dear." The lady smiled. "I don't ever plan on hurting you."

She stepped closer, her black boots clicked against the ground with every step she took.

"Who are you?" I asked.

She smiled lightly, as she grabbed a small strand of my hair in-between her two fingers.

She lightly twirled the piece between her fingers, before letting it drop back down.

I stepped backwards again, bumping into Hermione this time.

Hermione gripped my forearm with her hands tightly.

"It's true... what he says. Long auburn hair, and pretty green eyes." The lady smile grew a little, before she turned and walked into Twilfitt And Tatting's.

Hermione pulled me by the arm, as we walked quickly through the streets.

"Hermione!" I yelled as she pulled me back the the castle.

"Hermione! Who was that lady?" I asked.

She stopped for a moment, and looked back at me.

"Narcissa."

"Narcissa?" I questioned.

"Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mom."