The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the shallow lit, empty halls of Hogwarts on the cold wet Thursday night.

“Hurry up” could be heard in a shushed voice, coming from Draco as he pulled you along with him.

Four 5th years could be shown silently running down the halls, Mattheo, Draco, Blaise, pansy, and you got the bright idea to mess up a classroom. Professor Umbridge’s class room.

You and Draco aren’t dating.. but in more of a situationship .