After Luna had found Harry and removed the charm from his body the two had made their way towards the gates of Hogwarts, entering just as the wards were thrown up to protect the school from invades.

"I can fix it you know" Luna said from her spot beside the raven-haired boy. "Your nose I mean"

"Oh… have you ever done it before?" he asked and watches as her eyes shifted from his to survey their surroundings.

"No, but how different can toes and noses really be?"

"Right… well, just get on it with I suppose" he answered, eyes closing at Luna raised her wand. He shuttered as his nose cracked before it was back in its rightful place and he smiled at Luna. "Thanks"

Harry turned his attention to the scene in front of him as Draco argued with Flitch about his walking stick.

"And what's this?" the creepy, older man asked holding the black cane with a silver serpents head up for inspection.

"It's a walking stick you imbecile" the younger man snorted, snatching the walking cane back from his grimy fingers with a sneer.

"It could be considered a weapon which is not aloud as you know Mr. Malfoy"

"This is a wizarding school, wands are considered a weapon you idiot"

"I will vouch for Mr. Malfoy," the condescending tone of Professor Snape answered as he appeared from seemingly nowhere. Before the man could answer, Snape was whisking Draco off towards the castle to join the feast.

Anya's eyes scowered the Great Hall, searching for any signs of her raven-haired best friend or her faire-haired lover both of whom were mortal enemies of one another. She faintly heard Hermione ask her if she'd seen Harry and shook her head to signal she hadn't before she continued to search the faces surrounding them. She heard the heavy sound of a smack and turned her head to see Hermione beating Ron with one of her books while scolding him for not caring about the whereabouts of his missing best friend.

"He's right there you loony" he mumbled back around a mouthful of food.

"Why is he always covered in blood?" Ginny asked from her spot in front of Anya. At the sight of Harry's bloody nose, Anya's eyes searched harder for Draco's form. She sighed when she saw him walking towards the Slytherin's table, his eyes meeting hers briefly, before he sat.

"Student's… please welcome me in joining Professor Slughorn, who has agreed to resume his old post as the Potions Master this year, while Professor Snape will be taking the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts" Dumbledore's voice said. When Anya saw that Draco was not clapping along with his fellow classmates she knew something was seriously off with the boy she had fallen in love with. He should be happy that his uncle/ godfather had taken his preferred position at the school.

Dinner continued on as Anya was distracted from the conversations going on around her, jumping to her feet when she saw Draco stand from his table to make his way from the emptying Great Hall. Pushing her way through the crowd of students while writing a simple message on a piece of torn parchment, Anya made her way to Draco's side. He knew she was there before she had even come to walk by his side; he had picked up her scent while she made her way towards him. His hand found hers as she passed him, passing the note into his hand. Anya turned to look at him over her shoulder as she continued out of the hall and watched as his palm closed carefully around the parchment in his hand before opening it. Quickening his pace before she disappeared among the crowd, he traced a Y along the inside of her wrist, squeezing her fingers briefly before he allowed the crowd to separate them.

Later that night before curfew would be instated, Anya made her way through the dark and deserted hallway towards the place she would meet Draco. Her legs were covered in a pair of navy caprice-length leggings and a white button down she had stolen from Draco. A pair of knitted house boots covered her chilled feet as she made her way into the deserted classroom to wait for Draco. She heard the door open and close behind her and turned to meet Draco's tired body. He stood before dressed in a pair of black lounge pants and a simple white long-sleeved t-shirt, a pair of black house shoes on his feet.

"Draco… what's going on?" she asked as she made her way towards him. He sighed as he stepped past her to stand by the window, watching the stars twinkle in the black of night.

"I told you already… I…"

"Can't tell me, I know. However, something is bothering you… I can tell. Please Draco, don't shut me out" she begged quietly, taking his hand in hers to tug him to look at her.

"The Dark Lord has given me a task to carry out" he said simply before he pushed past her to leave. Stopping in the doorway as his name left her lips in a quiet gasp of fear, Draco felt his heart clench at the sound but forced himself to continue down the hall back towards the Slytherin dungeon.