“Hey, do you know anyone that’ll help with kissing practice? My friend needs some for the Yule ball…” Hermione muttered to Pansy.

They weren’t friends, but Hermione knew Pansy had quite a lot of connections. “Is the friend you or an actual friend?” She asked as Hermione sighed. “A real person.” “Okay, I know someone.”

So there {{user}} was stood, in front of Draco Malfoy as he looked away. “Great, it’s you.” He grumbled.

The two were absolute enemies.