Draco realized belatedly that he had missed lunch during his excursion around the school. His stomach rejoiced in the idea of food but he grimaced slightly at the mention of Gryffindors.

Bloody Gryffindors...

"That's a brilliant idea seeing as how I missed lunch earlier." He caught the look from the professor and he stood up and extended his hand to Danika. "How about some food? What do you like to eat?"

Dani slipped her hand into Draco's easily. "We had what I like to eat for lunch, Draco. We can have what you want to eat for dinner. Draco," Dani rolled his name around in her mouth, liking the way it sounded on her tongue. "Did you know there's a constellation with your name, Draco?" Dani waved at Snape and grinned over her shoulder before pulling Draco off towards the kitchen.

Draco grinned at the mention of the constellation and was amazed at her show of intelligence. "You like the stars, too? And no, I didn't know there was a constellation with my name." Actually, he did know, but he wondered how much she knew. "Do you know where it is in the sky?" His gunmetal eyes shone a little.

"We can see what the kitchen elves have and then make our choices, what do you say? And if there isn't anything we like, I'll have them prepare something else." He let her pull him along as he felt a sense of acceptance buoy him along with her.

"I say okay," Dani agreed seriously as she opened the huge front doors. "I'll show you the constellation later, though, because its too early for it now. Plus, I bet we could use a telescope up in my mum's tower. Did you know she teaches Astronomy? I bet you did know that..." Dani's brow furrowed at her stupidity. "Did she teach you?"

Once Malfoy and Danika were safely on their way to the kitchens, Snape slipped into the school and up to the Astronomy tower. He hesitate a moment with his fist poised to knock, wondering if he should give her some more time. But, he was laready here and decided to go ahead and knock anyway, hoping they weren't in for one of those relationship talks he was certain would be coming after what had happened today.

Harry took Ginny's hand and led her outside. He blinked when the sun met his eyes, realizing now how dark it really was inside the house. When his eyes adjusted, he looked and Ginny and smiled. "Forgive me if I've been short with you at all in the past week. A lot of things are going on... but... I'm sorry. I love you."

He found himself grinning despite of himself at her barrage of comments. "Some of the older graduated students wouldn't know that actually, because we changed instructors while I was at school here. But yes, I was one of her students, actually. I remember her making us sit out in the Quidditch Field beneath the stars to make out own star charts."

He recalled that night rather vividly seeing as how he had snuck off to find a place by himself so he could think and draw undisturbed. It was one of those rare moments of relaxation in a very trying time. His eyebrows furrowed a little wistfully at the memory.

Tara stirred at the sound of a knock on the door, but she rolled over and buried her head under the pillow. Was it time to get up already? She snuggled back under her blanket, glad that she'd thought to wear a light nightgown while the heat of the day still streamed into her tower. Cracking one eye, she saw that the sun was going down. That didn't make her want to get out of bed. In a moment of spite, Tara threw her pillow at the door and curled back up under the covers.

Ginny smiled sunnily at Harry and pulled the garish blossom from her hair, the red waves catching the sun and glinting gold. She tucked the flower behind Harry's ear, letting her fingers linger on his face. "I love you too. Even if you're being a git."

Dani cocked her head. "I don't know anything about making a star chart. I hope it isn't hard," Dani wasn't really too worried. She'd always been pretty good at school work, and this seemed like the kind of work she'd actually enjoy. "I'm going to live with my mum in one of the towers. Don't you think that kind of makes me a princess? Do you live here?"

Snape thought he heard some stirring inside the room and then, he heard something thump into the door. Worried that something might be wrong, he opened the door which had been left unlocked in haste and stepped into the room. He reached down and picked up a pillow which lay at his feet and felt rather foolish for acting so rashly.

Draco chuckled and pondered on a response. "If living in a tower makes YOU feel like a princess, then why not?" He flinched at her question of if he lived at the school or not. The image of Malfoy Manor loomed over him and he inwardly blanched.

"For right now, I am living at Hogwarts." He settled for the answer to his most current living situation.

The question about star charts chased the image of Malfoy Manor out of his mind. He recalled seeing his star chart posted in the Astronomy Tower before he graduated, so maybe it was still there.

"I think Professor Sinistra - your mother - might have my star chart posted on her wall in the Astronomy classroom. Maybe we can visit the tower later."

Tara cracked her eye open again at the sound of her door opening. This had better be good... oh, hello. Snape stood in her doorway, holding her pillow and looking confused. "'Lo, Sev'rus," Tara yawned, not moving from her curled position on the bed. "Be a dear and give me my pillow back."

Tara sat up suddenly, peering behind Snape. "Where is Danika?"

"I'm not being a git!" Harry said, laughing and taking the flower out from behind his ear, and returning it to her hair. "It looks so much more beautiful on you," He told her, keep his fingers in her hair and twirling it around his fingers.

Fred tapped his fingers on the counter. Everyone seemed to be a tad awkward...and Fred had had enough awkward with the whole underwear escapade to last him till at least dinner. "Um...Hermione...what do you say we go up and watch some dust gather?" Not waiting on an answer from her, or a dumb remark from Longbottom, Fred put his hand on the small of her back and guided her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his room.

Doing a quick cleanup charm, Fred shifted all the clothes and clutter he and George had thrown everywhere to one corner of the room. Fred turned back to Hermione. She was looking beautiful...her curls resting on her shoulders, her twirling the flower in her dainty little hands. Fred was still confused about her...he just didn't understand how someone he and George used to make fun of and tease non-stop would be such pleasurable company. She was occupying more than a little bit of time in Fred's thoughts...it just didn't make sense. And now..here she stood. Fred didn't know what to do with her....or his hands..he always had problems with finding something to do with his hands when Hermione was around....

"So....um...want to sit?" Fred asked waving towards his bed on the right side of the room.