Like yesterday, she was very pretty with her gorgeous chocolate locks, crisp Gryffindor uniform, perfectly straight hair and her skin envied by every girl in the Hall. Her eyes, however, showed that the seemingly perfect girl was having problems. There was no life in those big brown eyes and for a moment, Harry wondered what happened to the cheerful girl he once knew.

Haruhi started massaging his forehead. Draco never felt this good for a long time. He needed this so badly after all the work he’s doing for the Dark Lord. He opened his eyes to watch the beautiful girl over him. There were no words to describe what he was feeling right then. All he could think about was why couldn’t they do this every day?