Merlin. The Gryffindor table was crowded. "Excuse me.. Sorry," said the blonde as she approached the crowd and started passing people. She needed to find Braeden before the end of the Term Feast. Emma couldn't believe that he was actually leaving. Her Braeden. She'd never see his smiling face at Hogwarts again. Not next term. Or the term after.

Don't think about it. Just find Brae, she told herself with reassurance. Right. Now where was Braeden. The blonde Malfoy continued to make her way through the crowd of students, squeezing between tight spaces, and ducking to watch out for people throwing their arms around each other. She peeked over the student's heads searching for the handsome mane of her boyfriend. Aha! There he was and the blonde went over to approach that person and then she realised that it was someone else. The blonde slowly brought her hand closer to her and turned around quickly. Panic flooded her emotions. Had he already left? Was he still in the Gryffindor Common Room?

"Braeden?" she called out, hoping that perhaps by some slim chance he'd hear her and come to her rescue from being engulfed by the huge crowd.