Sara's head was in the clouds the next day. more than once she was accused of spending to much time with Luna. Every time she passed Draco he gave a sheepish smile and she would start to giggle. she felt so stupid. she hated that little girl with a crush feeling!
she sow Hermione and Ron less and less. probably because of all the homework, she thought, witch was why she didn't get to go see Draco.
Harry seemed to want to spend more and more tame with her, as Ron and Hermione started disappearing more and more. to bad Sara wanted to spend more and more time alone, leaving Harry all by himself.
Sara couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. all we did was kiss... a little... okay, allot... for about an hour. she started giggling again, and right as she slapped herself, Luna entered the dormitory.
"self punishment?"
"something like that"
"so, how is Draco?"
Sara sighed. "so fine."
"What's that mean?"
"that he has been good."
"hmm..."
"what?"
"harry wants to see you tonight... he said he wants to meet you on the 9th floor... you know that room at the end thats seems to be perminitly empty?"
"yah... okay... when?"
"about 2 am."
Another letter from Draco. this time much... well different. it came right before sundown, as Sara was gazing into the lake. it read;
Sara,
i really enjoyed last night and have been think of you all day. may i please see you tonight? same place, same time?
-you know who ?
sara gave a grate, sad sigh as she picked up her quill to reply;
i can't. im seeing Harry tonight... I gess he wants to tell me something. anyway, id like to any other night. -me
it didn't take long for him to reapply. Maybe five minuets passed before Sam carried in the next note;
what? are you cereus? the day after last night, and you want to run out with Potter?! fine! have your hero boy!
"bit of an over reaction."
Sara jumped and turned to see Ron, reading over her sholder. Sara quikly folded the letter. "whats wrong with you, reject?!"
"Nothing... just board."
"Where is Hermione?"
Ron went red. "why?"
"I don't know. just asking. it seems like your always together."
"She's studying... so, who is that?... what happened last night?"
"its nun of your annoying, ginger business!" And she got up and stormed off...