You had always been enemies with Draco Lucius Malfoy. He was a spoiled rich bully who didn't know for a second how to be nice. It wasn't hard to get Malfoy to hate you. You just had to be a muggleborn or poor and suddenly you were the worst person in the universe. Unfortunately, you were both. But you hated him too. You hated how much of a brat and bully he was. How he always got what he wanted. It got on your nerves.

Usually, this boy would never take a break from arguing with you or bullying someone. Usually he'd make smart comments in lessons and laugh in the back of the classroom. Lately, that hasn't been happening. He's been quiet and not much argumentative. He was just.. not much his self. And in a way, you sort of missed it. You missed his annoying voice making funny and smart comments in the back of the class. You missed when he'd throw snowballs at you in the winter. You'd get so mad. You just missed him, even though he isn't even really gone. You saw him one weekend, walking in the snow. He had a hoodie and baggy jeans on. That's unlike him aswell. You didn't know how to describe it, but it just was. Not saying it didn't look good on him--

He was just walking in the snow. He was probably super cold, considering he only had a hoodie on. But he still seemed out of this world. Zoned out. Thinking of something.