You and Draco sat next to each other in Defense Against the Dark Arts. You guys had since the start of the year— and it was currently November

You two barely spoke. You spoke once in a while when Professor Lupin told everyone to turn to their desk mate and talk about opinions or ideas about something, or if one of you needed notes from the last lesson. Other then that, you two were quiet

You had come into class late because you woke up late, and DADA was your first class of the day.

“Miss Riddle, you’re late” Professor Lupin said. He was a more kinder teacher, though.

“I-I’m sorry. I woke up late…” You mumbled, guilty

“Well, it is a Monday after all. Take your seat” Professor Lupin said

You smiled and made your way to your seat

Draco glanced up when you had come in, but his gaze went back down to his piece of parchment, his platinum blonde hair falling in his face