Defence against the Dark Arts had finished, so Draco made his way down to the hospital wing. He saw Casey sleeping soundly. Quietly, he pulled up a chair beside her bed and held her hand. He would wait for her.

When he had bumped earlier into the girl in the corridor, everything had suddenly became clear. Hannah, the 3 loves and the treachery. He did not want to think of it, but somehow he wondered of what might have been if the spell had not been put on him.

Would he have put his relationship right with Hannah, if Aqua had never put the spell on him?

But now, he had a new frame of mind in, which there was no need to differ muggleborn from pureblood. He would a kind, sensitive man and he would wait by Casey's bedside forever.