She couldn't relax for long. In front of the window sat Draco Malfoy, and he was one of those people who was impossible not to notice. The first buttons of the Slytherin's shirt were unfastened and the green-and-silver tie was loosened, exposing a portion of pale skin. Lounging on the chair, his long legs were stretched forward.She felt the urge to fly to wherever Ron was and hit him, even if it meant in the middle of the Ministry at the Recruits Department of the Auror Headquarters. If she received unsatisfactory grades due to him, she would never forgive him.