The necklace was amazing. Elegant and exquisite, and Draca could practically feel the magic radiating off the piece as she picked it up out of the box. Her fingers ran over the stones, sighing at the strength she felt in the piece.

Sliding it on though it was a bit glamourous for the outfit" she was wearing, Draca tucked her wand into her pocket, left the open box on her bed and headed out through the manor, seeking out her best friend, confidante, and if the winter went well, girlfriend.

She hadn't told anyone she hoped to make it definite during these months, and even if she hadn't been planning it before, after Weasley's behavior on the train, she wouldn't miss this chance for anything. What the hell did that horrid little ginger think trying to ask out Cassie of all people. She wasn't his house. She wasn't his kind of people. She was so much above him, and that he didn't see that was pathetic.

After the holidays though, he would know for certain that Cassi was definitely out of his range, our of class, and definitely out of his league.