Recap…

"I'll see you around, Draco," Moira said, smiling hotly at him. Draco stood up, moved closer to her, and moved his face closer to hers. Moira pushed him away gently. "Buh-bye now," Moira said, teasingly and left the compartment.

"Shit," Draco muttered under his breath. "How can she do that to me?" Draco thought. "She is hotter now and so irresistible. Now how can I hide that I really, really like her?"

When the train stopped at Hogsmeade station, Moira went out of the train and Draco followed her out. They both told the second years through sixth years to get into the horseless carriages.

Moira got in the last carriage with Draco. She is sitting across him and she is looking out the window, watching the raindrops.

Draco could not help it. He is glancing at her from time to time. It will be harder for him to hide his true feelings for her. Moira used to live across his manor before her parents died. When her aunt took custody of her, he never saw her again. When he saw her again in his first year at Hogwarts, he began liking her. In addition to that, he began being rude so she would not think that he fancies her.

Finally, they reached the castle. Draco got out of the carriage first and helped Moira out. It is raining and Moira is not wearing a coat. Draco removed his coat and put it around Moira. "Come on, let's walk in," Draco said and led the way inside the castle.

Moira gave Draco a weird look and returned his coat. "What was that supposed to mean?" Draco asked. "It's just that you're acting all weird." Moira said. "What, I can't be nice now?" Draco said. "I did not say that," Moira said. "Anyway, thanks,"

She walked into the great hall and sat at the end of the Slytherin table. She looked around the surrounding. The ceiling has the atmosphere outside – dark and rainy. She noticed Draco sitting near here with Blaise Zabini.

Just then, the sorting ceremony ended and newly sorted first years took their seats. Professor Dumbledore stood up to begin his speech. "Good evening, students! I would like to thanks the following students who courageously fought in the battle against the dark lord. Please stand up to be recognized: Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, and Moira Rivers." Dumbledore announced.

The students stood up to be recognized and took their seats again after the other students applauded. "Now, I would like to congratulate our prefects: Mr. Draco Malfoy and Ms. Moira Rivers." McGonagall announced.

Moira and Draco stood up and the students applauded once again and cheered them on. After dinner, Moira headed outside to wait for Draco. She took out the list of duties to check the map. However, when she opened the list, her map wasn't there. She turned out her pockets but only found her lip-gloss, wand, and a small notepad.

"Hey, looking for something?" Draco asked, walking towards Moira. "Yeah, my map is missing." Moira said. "Don't worry, I have my map. Let's go," Draco said and suddenly took her hand and began walking.

Moira began walking too. "Why is Draco suddenly nice to me? What the hell is wrong with him? Why the sudden change? And why is he holding my hand?" Moira thought as she walked with Draco. After thinking of what is happening, they were already inside their common room.
The common room was in different shades of green. On the wall hangs a portrait of Draco and Moira. The furniture is all black and they look so stylish and modern. Overall, the common room is cozy and nice.

Moira stepped in her room. It was in black and hot pink – her favorite colors. Her luggages are already brought up there and her clothes are already in her closet. Then she decided to take a bath.

When she opened the door, Draco was inside, about to take off his shirt. Moira gasped and turned around quickly. "Oh, my gosh, Draco, I'm so sorry!" she said, covering her eyes. Draco smirked and chuckled. "It's okay," he said. "I'll come out; you can take a bath first,"

Draco went out of the bathroom, went back to his room, and lay on his bed. "Wow, Moira looks hot with just a towel on," he thought when he saw Moira enter the bathroom. "Maybe she was not aware she was only wearing a small towel around her when she saw me about to take a bath," he smirked at the thought of this.

He can't keep it any longer. Eventually, he will have to make a move or else someone else will get her. She began having admirers in second year. That means competition is being harder this time. Now that she had changed a lot.