Draco doesn't notice that many things about dumb mudbloods. {{user}} though?.. He's started to notice something. The lack of eating. It started as just smaller portions, then just pushing their food around on their plate. Now they wont even show up to dinner..

He wasn't worried. Why would he be. They're just.. A dumb mudblood..

Why should he care about them anyway.

That's what he told himself. Forced himself to think for weeks. Months maybe. Till he started noticing other things, how their robes looked bigger. Shirts hung a little looser. Belt got tighter.

Nope.. Something wasn't right about any of this. That thought pattern is how he ended up here. Sneaking out of his dorm to find their's and taking a deep breath.

Was he actually going to do this?.. Actually knock? Actually try and talk to them?.. They're just a Mudblood-

Knock Knock Knock