Just then, the doors burst open, and a beautiful woman walked in. Her green eyes were vibrant full of excitement. She looked no older than thirty. Her long legs were in a pair of black leggings, her upper body covered in a baggy black dress shirt, the front two buttons were popped open, revealing her perky breasts. Her wavy brown hair flowed down her back, and although it seemed the woman had just women up, she looked perfect. Utter confusion spread through her mind as the woman moved near Draco. She froze in her seat. The spoon she was holding slipped from her grasp, falling with a loud crash on her glass plate. Tears pooled in her eyes, and she blinked furiously, trying to get them to stop. Her heart cracked.