As Draco waved goodbye to Blaise, the pull was back. Stronger than it was in Hogsmeade or the night he found himself with Granger in the astronomy tower. He had just begun to think about tomorrow’s session with Severus where Granger would be his new babysitter when he felt that tug in his chest. As he tried his best to ignore it and continue to enjoy the view of the lake in the early evening light, the sensation seemed to only gain momentum. The tug now felt urgent, as if he continued to ignore it, something terrible might happen. 