Maci's POV~~~

I was sitting in my window in the common room gazing at my constellation. When I was little I'd sit and stare at the sky. My mother, who was an astronomer, figured out that I'd stare at the same constellations whenever I could.

"Honey" One day she said.

"Yeah Mom" I replied.

"Do you know what that constellation you are staring at is called?" She asked me.

"No what?" I asked.

"It's called Draco and it's a dragon," Mom said.

"I love Dragon's Mommy," I said.

"I know you do sweetie, I know you do," She said.

Who knew that 7 years later, my mom would be dead and I'd be staring at the same exact constellation.

"Hey Macinzie"

I turned around to see Harry.

"Hey Harry," I said.

"Do you want to join me on the pitch and talk?" Harry asked.

"Sure" I said, "let me go get my cloak"

I ran into my room and got into my trunk. A memory flooded my head as I touched my cloak.

~~~~~~~~ I screamed as I ran into my room and slammed my door.

'Please don't find me in here' I thought.

"Macinzie, please open up" A boy's voice said.

I opened my door.

"Macinzie, take this cloak. Go outside to your balcony, OK, and reach into the pocket. It's a portkey and it will take you to your Aunt Figg's, where you'll be safe" the boy told me.

He pulled my face to his and gave me a quick kiss. He tasted like strawberries and chocolate.

"Who are you?" I whispered as he pulled back.

"You don't want to know. Just please, go" The boy said.

I nodded as I walked out of my room onto my balcony.

"She's not here!" The boy yelled as I reached into my pocket and I was gone~~~~~~

I inhaled the scent of the cloak. After 5 years, the scent is still there.

"Macinzie? Are you alright?" Harry asked.

"I'm fine," I said as I walked out of my dorm.

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"Can we take a break?" I asked Harry after an hour of walking around the pitch and the lake.

"Sure" Harry said as he conjured up a blanket for us to sit on, "I have a question"

"What is it?" I asked.

"I know he's a git and all, but what do you have against Malfoy?" Harry asked.

"His father is a death eater, right?" I asked.

"Was. He's in Azkaban prison. I think he's scheduled for the kiss," Harry said.

I sighed.

"I still can't… I can't accept the fact that it was his father I saw at my house. I saw long, blonde hair," I told him.

"We better head in" Harry said.

"Yea" I said.

We walked into the main hall and I rammed into, nothing. All of a sudden, I got a whiff of mangos and oranges, and a soft strawberry and chocolate wind hit my face.

"I'm so sorry" A voice said as the invisibility cloak came off.

"Malfoy?" Harry asked.