Draco Malfoy

"I hate you," Kylie hissed, wiping away the bitter tears that were streaming from her eyes and falling onto the hem of her violet chiffon dress. She sobbed, drawing her knees up under her and burying her head in them. Loud music and laughter could be heard in the distance; everyone was having a good time, and Granger was crying on one of the stairs. And it was all because of Ron, whom she had caught kissing some girl. How could he do this to her? They had been through so much together! How! *

• Kylie was so caught up in mentally cursing Ron that she didn't hear someone stop on the step she was sitting on and sit down next to her. *

"Granger,"* came the familiar low voice that used to constantly throw nasty things at her when they met in the school corridor. Kylie looked up and saw Malfoy standing in front of her. Absolutely brilliant, the last thing she needed was his barbs. Instead, Draco handed her a handkerchief, looking at her with an absolutely impassive expression.

• Wipe yourself off. No need to dirty the school stairs with your snot.