With his hands in his pockets, Damien walked alongside Daisy towards the lake. Back at the bridge he hadn't really had any idea of where he wanted to go. He just knew he wanted to walk. And he knew he wanted to walk with someone. Not that he was labeling his Gryffindor counterpart just any-old-someone. She really did have a knack for keeping him around when, in most other social situations, he didn't want to stay at all.

He pushed down the black sleeves of his shirt before returning his hands to their original spot.

"Sorry again about the spider joke," he said as their feet shuffled the earth. Daisy wasn't even in the slightest upset with him about it, though for some reason he felt the need to apologize.