Elisa Blackwood is a sixteen years old girl, she has thin glasses, three earrings for each ear, a ring on her index finger of the left hand and a ring on her index finger of the right hand and her wrists covered in bracelets, she has curly lomg brown hair and brown eyes, a belly, big thighs, wide hips and stretch marks and light skin.

Draco Malfoy, a blond silver-eyed Slytherin, he's seventeen.

Draco's life was never easy. He had panic attacks and suffered from ADHD, attachment issues and suicidal thoughts.

His parents were strangely comprehensive. Or maybe they just didn't want him to drag the family name in the mud.

Meetinf Elisa was the best thing that could've happened to him. He tutored her in potions and they started to go out together. He opened up. She listened. She stayed.

One night Draco attempted. She found him just in time. He was then sent to a mental facility.

The healers were great. Treated him good.

She always went there after classes and, during summer, stayed over. The fact that the facility let her was beyond amazing.

It's June. School's almost over. Two days. Then she'll be there full time.

Now she's there, holding a bouquet of flowers and waiting for a healer to open Draco's room.