Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

"What are you doing here blood traitor?" The annoying voice I knew oh so well rang in my ear. I crossed my arms frowning to show my displeasure as I turned to face the culprit. "What is it to you?" I asked fearlessly, with a smug smirk on my face. I looked up at the blonde, pale boy with cold grey eyes. He was about half a head taller than me, but I stood tall and held my ground, not letting his piercing stare get to me. "Don't give me that cheek, Leigh!" He spat at me, narrowing his eyes into dangerous slits "don't forget I am apart of the Inquisitorial Squad, I can take house points away from you" Re-named and Re-edited (with a new ending) as of 1st of Sept 2020 Use to be called (Lust or Love)