The door slams, making me jump. The windows were blinded shut, making it dark. My father. I smiled, sitting up straight. My father brings down the screen and walks to the projector.

"Turn to page 394." My father said.

"Excuse me, sir. Where's Professor Lupin?" I dont care about him right now, my father is here and thats all I care about.

"That's not really your concern, is it, Potter?" He snarls. "Suffice it to say your professor finds himself incapable of teaching... at the present time. Turn to page 394."

"Werewolves?" Weasley gasps. I turned my page. How lovely.

"Sir, we just learned about red caps and hinkypunks." Granger turns to him. "We're not meant to start that for weeks."

"Quiet." The trio hushed down. "Now, which one of you can tell me the difference... between an Animagus and a werewolf?" Granger raised her hand. "No one? How disappointing." I smiled to myself.

"Please, sir. An Animagus is a wizard who elects to turn into an animal. A werewolf has no choice. With each full moon, when he transforms, he no longer remembers who he is. He'd kill his best friend if he crossed his path. Furthermore, the werewolf only responds to the call of its own kind." Granger goes on. Draco howls, making me laugh. I sensed his smile from the back of me.

"Thank you, Mr. Malfoy. That's the second time... you've spoken out of turn, Miss Granger. Are you incapable of restraining yourself-"

"or do you take pride in being an insufferable know-it-all?" I finishing it. My father smacks the back of my head with his hand.

"Dont start." He tells me.

"She's got a point, you know." Weasley whispers.

"Five points from Gryffindor. As an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by Monday morning..." we all groaned. One thing i didnt like about my fathers teachings, is stuff like that. "two rolls of parchment on the werewolf, with emphasis... on recognizing it."

"Sir, it's Quidditch tomorrow." Aww poor Potter.

"Then I suggest you take extra care, Mr. Potter." I saw a note dove coming in front of me. "Page 394." I caught it and i opened it. "The term werewolf is a contraction of the Anglo-Saxon word wer-"

Astronomy tower after class

I knew that handwriting. I looked back. Draco winked at me. I shook my head, shoving the note into my book.

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I decided not to go to the quidditch game. It was pouring outside. I wasn't going to mess up my hair for that. No matter how badly I want to see Potter lose. I made my way to the tower. I walked up the stairs. It was beautiful up here. You can nearly see Hogwarts.

"You had me thinking you weren't going to show." Draco pops from the shadows. I crossed my arms, smiling.

"I was thinking about if this was a trap."

"No trap." We looked out the window. We can see the game from here. "This will be our spot."

"Why would it be our spot?" We sat down next to the plate of fruit.

"Nobody will find us here." I grabbed a strawberry and took a bite. Draco smiled as he watched me.

"You're staring. Its creeping me out. Dont look at me." I said coldly, but deep down, I didn't mean it. I like the way he looks at me.

"Sorry." At this moment, Draco never felt this feeling before. It was his heart. What was it doing? It was only with her, nobody else. And he liked it.

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Hogsmeade we go again. The beautiful snow filled the village. Winter was Daphnes second favorite season. She saw Draco come out of a jewelry shop.

"What are you doing in there?" I asked him as he came towards me.

"Last minute Christmas shopping." He smiles. "Where you off to?"

"The antique shop." He rolls his eyes. Alex Williams.

"Ill go with you."

"You don't like that type of stuff." I crossed my arms as we made our way there.

"So? I dont want you be lonely. Plus ill buy whatever you want."

"Dont do that."

"Why not? My treat. Your Christmas gift."

"If you're offering." I gave in.

"After you." I shook my head and walked in. The shop was covered in dark things. Something Dracos father would have in his office back at home.

"Ah Miss. Daphne!" Mr. Williams comes out and so did Alex. "Oh would you do me a favor? Your father wanted these books, do you mind giving it to him?"

"Of course sir." He nods and walks upstairs. She smiles at Alex. "Is it here?" She asked him. They followed him to the front. Daphne shrieks. He never seen her this excited before, actually... she was the same way when she was him on the train.

"What is it?" Draco said confusingly.

"Dark spells." She said, holding the book. "Only 2 were made." She sure did like one of a kind things.

"Check it out." Alex grabs the book, showing her the page for a resurrection spell.

"Resurrection spell?"

"Most powerful. Very dangerous." Draco was memorized by the way she looked at the book. Her eyes widen, her wicked smile.

"How much?" Draco asked, reaching for the back pocket of his pants. Alex looks at him.

"200 galleons." Both Draco and Daphnes eyes popped.

"200? You said 30 last time!"

"Price went up."

"Its okay Daphne, i got it." Draco pulls out his money. Daphne stops him.

"No, its too much Draco. Maybe next time." Alex stared him down.

"No, I can pay it."

"Daddy will pay for it." Alex spat.

"What in the bloody hell is wrong with you?" Draco tells him.

"Your father is my problem." Daphne laughs.

"Really?" They looked at her. "You're mad at Draco because of his father? Let me tell you something Alex." Daphne went off. At this point, theres no way to bring her back. Once she explodes, you have to let it go off itself. "Draco is not like his father. How dare you assume that! Dont you ever say a word about Draco again or you'll be facing far more worst than my words. What you're going to do is give me that book, free of charge, and ill think about not telling your grandfather that you been smuggling dangerous magic books in here." He gulps. "Itll be a great shame that he'll know." He nods. "Thats what I thought." I grabbed the book and Dracos money, giving it back to him. "Thank you for your business Alex."

"Here they are." Mr. Williams comes in with a stack of books. "For your father."

"Thank you sir." Daphnes mood switches. It scared both of the boys. "My father would be happy." She smiles. "Thank you again sir. See you soon!" I walked to the door. "Come along Draco." Draco fixes his jacket and heads out the store with her.

"You didn't have to do that. I had it." He helped her with the books.

"Of course you did." She touched his cheek. With that touch, Draco was gone. He fell for Snapes daughter. There was no way to persuade him out of it. Good luck if you wanted to change his mind.