Draco thought about her all day, he had to just see her once. Once before he would be cheering for her in the first teacher Quidditch match of the year, Slytherin verses Gryffindor. He wondered how this would turn out, the two seekers being equal in every way. The day went by slowly. His charms class droned on and on. Ron and Harry looked the same way he felt.

As the giant bell on top of the tower rang, he leapt out of his seat, racing for the door. He ignored Crabbe and Goyle who were yelling his name after him and rushed to the dungeons where the protectors lived for the time being. Ron and Harry had arrived first, to Draco's surprise. The three waited for Shiji to stop talking on the other side of the door for their turn to knock.

"What are you doing here, Draco?" Ron asked. Harry shushed them and put his hand over his ear. His other ear was pressed to the door.

"If you ever come down here, never interrupt their plans. You can listen to them, but don't interrupt them." Harry warned. Draco nodded in understanding. After a few more minutes, three knocks came at the door. Harry answered with three more knocks. The door opened with Misty on the other side.

She took one look at Draco and yelled "Starr, you have company!"

"I have company? If it's Voldemort (Ron flinched) tell him we don't want any and slam the door in his face."

"It's not him."

"Who is it?"

"Its Malfoy!" Starr yanked the door out of Misty's grasp. She was astounded to see him on the other side with the two others. Misty ushered Ron and Harry into the room while Starr exited to talk to him.

As soon as the door was shut behind her, she turned to Draco. "I had to see you again, I. I don't know why." Starr smiled as his stuttering.

"It was the same with your father. He came time after time. The only difference was, he didn't know that I could live this long or what I was, and you do. You know my power, don't you?" Draco nodded. "You can talk to me, don't be shy." A strange feeling swept over Draco as he looked in her eyes. The book was right, he thought, they are crystal. A desire to reach out and kiss her filled his mind and heart. "Don't think I can't read your mind, Draco, I know what you are thinking. Go ahead, I don't mind." She looked so innocent, like a true fifteen year old girl.