If three times was a pattern, an entire week was a curse. It wasn't a long time, in the big scheme of things, but Draco felt desperate for release. He was grouchier, snappier, and generally in a really bad mood. The rest of the Slytherins thought he was frustrated with his new place in the social ladder, but the truth was that all that Draco wanted more than anything in the world, was to come. It was then, and only then, that he admitted to himself that he knew what was happening.