(Draco/OC, Remus/Tonks-implied) In the darkest corners of the mind, you'll find a darkness that's nothing good. Two things that have "nothing to do with each other" affect two very different people. She's willing to help. He doesn't want anybody's help. Now, he's going to have to trust her.

Draco Malfoy, with is dark eyes and blond hair, was having a very bad start to his sixth school year. He had started with a bad conversation with his friends. Now, he was lagging behind everyone and was frustrated with the search of his bags.

After a few minutes of hiking, he found that he wasn't alone. A girl was moseying up to the castle, humming a lullaby to nobody. Following her, just a few feet in the air, was a beautiful barn owl.

Draco just stared after her before he decided to keep company rather than walk it alone, so, he ran up behind her.

"Hey." He reached out and grabbed her shoulder. When she turned around, he was taken aback. "Um, you're a Ravenclaw?"

She just smiled. "Yes, I am. You're a Slytherin." She had dark blue eyes that were almost black and dark brown hair with streaks of white somewhere under all the layers of hair. In her hand was a long, Rowan wood wand. She was certainly a Ravenclaw, with the tie and badge.

Draco forgot he was carrying his robes. "Right." He was still gawking at her. She was an elegant girl, but not quite a young woman. She had the air of someone who was a bit off the edge and had a wild-side. Something wasn't right about her. "Can I walk with you?"

"Certainly. Just be aware of Fredrik."

"Who?"

She pointed up, to the barn owl that was circling higher and higher. "He sometimes lands on my shoulders." She smiled again and continued to the castle. "I hope they have pies for desert. Pies are good."

Draco kept looking at her sideways for long periods when she'd stop humming. After ten minutes of utter silence from her, Draco looked at her.

She was looking at Draco with wonder in her dark eyes. She smiled when he looked at her and she patted his shoulder. Draco felt something metal on her pinkie. Grabbing her wrist, he realized it was a silver Ravenclaw ring.

"What? You don't like contact?" she asked, confused.

"Who are you, exactly?" Draco asked, letting her go and getting ahead.

"My name is Jennifer. What's yours?"

Draco stopped and turned around. "You don't know?"

"No, why? Should I?"

"Do you live under a rock?"

"No." She looked confused as she walked up beside him again.

"My name is Draco Malfoy."

"Ah, nice to meet you, Draco." She held out her hand.

Draco slapped her hand away. "Are you for real? You really are this stupid?"

"No. I'm not stupid." She looked upset. "I just don't socialize much with other students from other houses. It's unusual for me to even talk to others. My, my, my, someone's a bit angry today." She moved away from him, stepping about four feet back. She started walking again. "No wonder nobody's your friend. You don't have a heart for someone who claims he's a Malfoy."

Draco's fury bubbled up, into his throat. "You're a good-for-naught girl, you know that?!"

Jennifer stopped and looked down at him from the steady rise to the entrance. "If I am, what does that mean you are? I'm just a humble girl who likes the rain and lilies. All I wanted to do was make a new friend. What's your excuse for talking to me?"

When Draco was unable to answer, she made a "humph" sound and turned away. She marched up to the castle, stomping and kicking as she went.

Draco groaned. 'Women! I don't understand them.' He saw the moon and wished it was a full moon just so he could see the castle in all it's glory and beauty.