Kris was taught to not trust others, to be aware of betrayal and hurt. He had been swallowing the dark smoke from his family, the rule of being the son of the legendary Slytherin pure blood family, and his visions were blur. Then she came, with colors into his life freely, warm and amusing like the rainbow after the rain. She played the contradictory of his, she spoke truth and unafraid, as the Hufflepuff’s pride was on her. He, of course, thought she was weird and she labelled him as mean. But he didn’t reject the changing, tho. Slowly, He even joined her to paint the world and tasted the innocence, saw the new understanding from her side. She charmed him with loyalty and kindness. He knew he felt wronged being changed in to unknown feelings by her but he kept breathing darkness at the same time even tho deep in his heart all he wanted is peace. With all the might, he came to her and knee-led asking for certainty. So she grabbed his arms and patiently guided him through the tunnel in to the light.