Hated by his friends and the rest of Hogwarts for being a death eater, an ex-death eater, Draco realized just how intense his isolation really was. How can they not see I changed? Why did I have to be such a damn coward? Draco thought to himself. Punching the wall with all he's got. A loud crack rips through the crisp fall air. "Shit!" Draco bites his lip gripping his hand to his chest and lets out a string of other profanities. "Let me help you." He hears off to his side. Turning his head he notices a beautiful girl with piercing hazel eyes and long chocolate coloured hair. ... Why had I never seen her before? Draco thought as all he could think about from there on was her and needing to find out who this girl was. The one with the hazel eyes.