"Do you ever wonder about…" he began.

"What?" she prompted.

"Us?"

"How do you mean?"

"It just all seems so unlikely. When we first met…God, I loathed you. So sure of yourself, so cunning, so ambitious, so much better than me…"

"You were jealous of the new girl," she smirked.

"No! Well, maybe…just a tiny bit," they both giggle, "But you were taking my place. I was supposed to be the most popular. The Ice Prince. And along comes a girl, just as Slytherin, if not more so."

"Made worse because I'm prettier than you, Draco dear?"

"Exactly, Astoria beloved."