The days rolled on, and so did Harry Potter's hoped of ever being noticed by Draco. He was lounging in the common room and picked up a textbook. Flipping through the pages noticing strange things marked inside the columns;
H+N4EVR
I (Heart) Potter
Mr. and Mrs. Harry Potter
Mrs. Neville Potter
Harry put down the book and sighed. He was beginning to think it might be time to give in to Neville's advances. But every time he imagined them together all he could think of was suffocating in Neville's flub flaps. He fidgeted in the chain. He was bored. He was frustrated. And throwing a hateful glare at Ron and Hermione he could NOT stand to be the only one not getting some love! Standing he marched towards the portrait hole-stopped momentarily to sniff some old fashion blackboard chalk with the six years-and went to find Cho.