Next morning was the final match for the Quidditch Cup. Ravenclaw v/s Gryffindor. Harry had been kicked off the team but Ron hadn’t and He couldn’t stop talking about it. Hermione had woken up hoping to find an excuse not to go the match. She felt the diary under her pillow, it was warm. It meant Draco had a message, the second she saw it her Heart sank. She scribbled back in a rush