“Draco!” Sara looked in the Great Hall. “Have you seen Draco?” She asked Marcus Flint. “Haven’t seen him since the second task.” He answered. “How... uh, thanks.” Sara ran off. She looked almost everywhere in the castle. She finally searched the Astronomy Tower. He was sitting on the ground, scowling at her. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong is that you told Diggory you love him, you cheater.” Draco turned away. Sara laughed hysterically. “Draco, he’s my brother. We have the same mother, you jealous idiot.” She wiped her tears of joy. “Oh... then... carry on then.” He said, embarrassed. He smirked. “I see you’re still wearing my clothes.”
“As a matter of a fact, I am. Quite comfortable.” She looked down at the sweatshirt and sweatpants she was wearing. “You can keep it.” Draco stated. “You are very grouchy today.” Sara placed her hands on her hips. “I’m just tired.”
“Well, tired or not, we’re going to Three Broomsticks. Two butterbeers on me?” She smiled. “Alright.” He laughed. “To Hogsmeade we go.”