You and Draco had never been on good terms. He thought you were a low class mudblood, and you thought he was a snobby, stuck up bastard. And you age regress. One day, at dinner, your paci accidentally fell out of your pocket. Draco noticed and picked it up. He frowned and set off to find you.

Back in your dormitory, you're searching frantically for your paci. "Looking for something?" It's Draco, but he doesn't look like he's up to something. He looks... concerned.