Sometimes you have to take a chance. You have to take that step forward into the unknown. Sometimes you have to put your pride on the line, knowing that you won't have one when you are finished.

"Potter."

"Yes, Malfoy."

"Thank you." Your heart trembles as you open yourself for whatever backlash is coming. You wonder what’s going to happen next.

He puts out his hand. You take it firmly into yours. "You're welcome."

You begin to breathe again. His hand lingers in yours for a minute. He gazes at you with emerald eyes. Your heart pounds for another reason.