Hehe, thanks guys. Here's the next post. It's a wee short post to show Draco's thoughts.

Draco turned just in time to see Jamie and Alicia round the corner of the owlery. He listened to their entire conversation, growing frustrated. If only I had noticed her before that oaf appeared, he thought. He kicked the wooden wall of the building, creating dust to fly everywhere. A few owls hooted their annoyance, but Draco didn’t care. He gave them a demented glare before he swiftly walked away. He had just sent Drakkon away with a letter that would throw her for a loop. He smirked, knowing his plan would work. It had to.

Draco made his way back up to the Great Hall for breakfast, but not before he glanced around looking for Emily. He needed to apologize. Draco shook his head slightly, wishing he could get her out of his mind. They had ended it for a reason, she had ended it for a reason, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. Besides, he needed to concentrate on the road that lies ahead—Alicia.

While walking, he sighed as he thought of her bright blue eyes, long brown hair that swept in the wind when she moved fast enough, the way her freckles pop out on her skin in the twilight—freckles? Get your mind far away from Emily, Draco. She’ll never love you again, he thought.

Draco finally made his way towards the Slytherin table, though it was still partially early. There were a few stragglers here for breakfast, but none he took any interest in. He gulped down some orange juice, wishing it were a Firewhiskey. He sulked the morning away as he thought of the two girls he didn’t have. One he would never have again no matter the promises they made together; the other was somebody else’s at the time being. But that one wasn’t lost forever, there was still hope.

Your turn Abi!