Before he closed the diary and turned to face the way he had heard his name from. "Shush!" Madam Pince, the old witch who had run the library for years scolded the rushing boy, blushing Draco nodded before continuing on his way. Harry smirked raised his left eyebrow in question. "Marcus just found me and told me to find you! Quidditch tryouts are today." The blonde said excitedly. "Wicked!" Harry gasped grinning with excitement, he hoped Draco made reserve. "Let’s go!" Draco whined tugging on Harry’s robe sleeves. "Alright, alright!" Harry laughed as he packed his books back up into his bag, and being dragged away by Draco, neither boy noticing the one black diary left on the table.