It was getting dark. The shadows stopped falling, and the moonlight penetrated through the glass into the large hall that was hung with candles. A dark figure appeared next to her, right next to her desk. The guy snatched the notebook from her fingers, frowning slightly irritably. "When were you going to tell me?" Draco's voice broke from his lips.

"I didn't expect deception from you. Why are you so secretive, squirrel? I thought we had a deal."