"Draco hasn't changed." Pansy's eyes bore into Astoria's face, challenging her to disagree.

"Harry, you really must stop this." Looking over his shoulder, Harry met Hermione's disapproving eyes and didn't miss the concerned look in her expression.

She had only seen a sliver of it, but she knew well enough what the tattoo would have been had she seen the complete work of art, "You…No. No-you can't do this. Draco, what've you done!"

Tessa never saw it coming-things might never be the same. Everything in her life seemed to suddenly be mixed up. Would she ever sort it all out?

Alex had her reasons for not wanting to go to the Malfoy's stupid annual Christmas party. Her parents and the Malfoy's plans of matchmaking shouldn't have surprised her...the night could only go downhill from there, it seemed.

It wasn't hard to see it coming, what with Malfoy's tendency to act without thinking. She wasn't so sure she regreted she hadn't been quick enough to stop him, though.

If there was one thing she had thought was impossible, it was this. What could she do? At first, she was sure the answer was "nothing".