(Paused) A—alright. Thank you for... (hesitated) tonight—eh, hng I mean, for your help, I guess... (laughed nervously)

(Nodded, turned around, walking towards the Slytherin common room.)

Wa—wait. (Reaching out your hand, then quickly withdrawing, panicking slightly)

(Stopped, turned around.) Yeah?

Just in case you forget, I'm Calia. Calia Arcadia. (Smiled awkwardly)

Remembered.

Be careful! Mr. Filch might be around.

(Nodded, paused.) There’s something on your head.

(Startled, wide-eyed) What is it?! (Panicking, shaking my head frantically)

Hey, calm down. (Holding your face gently to stop the shaking.)

(Spontaneously lift my head, accidentally bumping hard into your face) I AM SORRY!!!

It’s okay. (Feeling a bit of pain.) it’s just a leaf. (Took the leaf from your hair.)

Oh my... I thought it was— (breathes a sigh of relief) just forget it and,— I am sorry.

Alright. Get back, then.

Ye—yeah... Good night. (Awkwardly)

You know, (paused) I like the scent of your hair.

W-what? (Heart pounding, surprised)

Good night. (Leaving)

(Stunned) What did he just say? (Running my fingers through my hair, thankful that I washed it this morning) (approaches the portrait of the Fat Lady, utters the password, and enters) (smiles, still thinking about Draco's face and words from earlier) He's so unpredictable...