"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."
