Isobel sat down to eat her breakfast, half-awake but looking flawless. Her blonde hair was tied up in a delicate French twist, elaborately done by her friend Anna. Her makeup perfect with a Smokey eye and a deep red lipstick to compliment her tanned skin from playing Quidditch. She felt perfect, ready to tell Draco how she felt. Then nerves hit her and she wasn't hungry anymore. She pushed away her food but then felt a hand on her was Draco, he'd sat down next to her and she hadn't even noticed. "You have to eat, Isobel, you're not wasting a plate of perfectly good food." He grinned at her, and she felt a wave of nausea hit her. She took a long drink of water and held her breath, the feeling fading. He noticed this, "Are you felling alright Isobel?""Yeah, just a little nervous, I have to present a project today." Her mind had gone blank and that was the first thing she had thought of to say as an excuse."What are you talking about? You're in all of my classes and I haven't any idea what you're talking about," He looked into her deep blue eyes at this point, coming to the conclusion that she was hiding something, "What is it? What's on your mind Sar Bear?" He used the nickname he'd given to her when they'd gotten very close last knew that it was now or never. She opened her mouth to talk and no sounds came out. He rubbed her back, trying to get her to talk, and she felt calmer. "I-I-I I like you," She let out in a soft whisper. "You have to speak louder; you know I can't understand you." He said calmly."I LIKE YOU!" She shouted it at the top of her lungs. With that, she got up and ran away, tears forming in her eyes. He followed her; she was sitting against the wall, with her arms around her knees, a few feet from the entrance to Great Hall, hidden by a suit of armour. He sat down next to her and pulled her into his arms before she could protest. "You shouldn't have run," He said, "I like you too."