Take on me – A-ha
Draco sat on his bed, his head in his hands. He had not ventured out of his flat for three days now, not since he had last seen Hermione. She had made it painfully clear that she was not interested in him, and in a fit of depression he was hiding away.
He heard a tap on his window, so he shot a spell at it to open it, instead of getting up from his position.
Draco,
Just tell her. It's no better to be safe than sorry.
- Blaise
The words of his friend, making his mind up, Draco immediately got up and nearly ran towards his fireplace. Not bothering to even shower, he threw some powder into the flames and yelled her address.
A/N
Hmm. Not sure what I think of this one.