Removing his hands from his face, Draco walked over to his desk. A stack of parchment covered in notes from his most recent Ancient Runes class sat on the stack of texts Granger had given him to read. Draco ran his finger down the spine of one of the books, recalling this particular text,  Bonds; Those of Mind, of Blood, and of Soul . Something niggled at the back of Draco’s mind, a passage he recalled reading. As he stood and continued to mull over the text, a headache began to form and Draco decided to revisit that thought at a later time, when his skull didn’t feel like it might split in half. 