Draco on the other hand was preoccupied with how to get diary back. He wanted to write to Hermione and tell her everything but a part of him knew he was not worthy of her anymore. He kew that going ahead with this would mean dragging her into the darkness with him and that was not something he wanted for her. Ever. He also knew she was relentless enough to not let go without good reason. A reason that he was lacking at the moment. Lost in thought he was absentmindedly going through his mail when the reason fell in front of him. Daphne Greengrass. She wasn’t an old friend and they had even tried dating but then she’d been sent to Beauxbatons so Hermione would never meet her. He could tell her that he’d met her over the summer and rekindled an old flame and been unfaithful. His heart sank because he could already see the look of hurt and betrayal in her eyes. He had been Hermione’s first but she had been his first too. He’d never told her that but he knew, he knew how much it would hurt her. He kept convincing himself he had to do it but he knew that he would need Blaise to be in on it. Hermione wouldn’t believe it without Blaise saying so. Draco caught Blaise just as he was about to sneak out of the floo in the parlour"What are you doing?" Came Draco’s voice making Blaise jump out of his skin