"Draco."

The blonde boy jolted awake. The first thing that pooled into his vision was the light of the blazing fire in front of him, then he saw her.

April was stood in front of him with a small smile, "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"Well, you did," Draco said without realising. As he saw her smile fade, he silently apologised to her with a glance.

"It's just that..." April trailed off but began to speak again, "I don't want to cause any problems between you and your friends by telling you this."

"Friends?" Draco questioned curiously, a blonde eyebrow raising.

"Crabbe and Goyle," April said quickly.

Draco scoffed, "No, go ahead. They're no friends of mine, really."

"As I was leaving Herbology yesterday, I got grabbed by Goyle," April announced, her mossy eyes searching for somewhere to land other than Draco's misty grey ones, "He stated that you wish to have nothing to do with me and you badmouth me behind my back."

Draco was quiet for a few minutes, "I've never spoken badly of you behind your back, April. Besides, I wouldn't have agreed to work with you in Potions if I didn't want anything to do with you."

"I see. Thank you for clearing that up," April grinned, then took a step back, "That was all I needed to know. I'll see you sometime."

"Wait!" Draco called as April turned on her heel, spinning to face him. She eyed him curiously and he added, "Stay for a bit?"

April sat next to him but couldn't resist asking the question that was itching to come out of her mouth, "Why?"

Draco sighed. His back was facing her but he swung around in seconds, answering, "I don't know."

"Okay."

The silence between the pair was peaceful. Saying that there was a hint of awkwardness would be an understatement, but neither of them seemed to mind as they watched the flames of the fire blaze and crackle.

"You know..." Draco started, "You shouldn't listen to what anyone says about me."

"I understand that now."

"All you need to believe in..." Draco trailed off, his fingers inching closer to April's and invading the space between them, "...is me."