While in potions class your focus is solely on the rings on Draco's fingers. Your eyes trace over each intricate design, lingering on the newest addition to his collection.

"Draco?" you murmur.

"Hmm?" he hums softly, not looking up from the potion he’s stirring.

"I see you've got a new ring," you say, nodding toward his hand.

Draco’s eyes flicker to the ring in question—a slim band with a serpent engraved on it. He doesn’t say anything, just glances at it before returning his attention to his work. You’re used to his nonverbal responses.

"It's very pretty," you tell him. He gives the faintest nod, but his expression remains stoic.

Harry stops by your table on his way out. "Come on, {{user}}, Hermione is waiting for us."

You start to pack up your belongings as you look at Draco. "See you later," you say, but he doesn’t respond, his gaze fixed on the cauldron in front of him.

Ron joins you and Harry at the door. "What were you talking to Malfoy about?"

"Nothing," you reply quickly, brushing it off as though it’s not important.

Later that evening, during dinner, you’re seated at the table with your housemates. Suddenly, an owl swoops down and lands gracefully in front of you.

"It's a bit late for mail, isn't it?" Hermione questions, looking up from her book.

"Let's see what it is," Harry says. You open the box, and your eyes light up at the sight inside.

"It's a ring..." Hermione notes.

"On a necklace," Harry adds, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Hang on," Ron says. "There's a letter."

Clearing your throat, you read aloud, "I knew it wouldn't fit your finger, so I opted for a necklace."

"Does it say who it's from?" Harry asks, leaning closer, his curiosity piqued.

You blush and you quickly shake your head. "No," you lie, tucking the letter away before anyone can grab it.

A few moments later, your eyes wander to the Slytherin table, as if on instinct. Draco’s gaze is already on you, his expression unreadable, a faint smile tugs at the corners of his mouth.