It was late; probably too late to still be lingering in the classroom testing out potions. The light of the sunset bore through the glass windows, kissing every surface it reached. You had the book in your hand, reaching for each ingredient and adding them one by one. “Rose petals. *petals* not the whole flower” Draco sighed with frustration. Much to his dismay, he’d been asked to help you with your potionology- you’d been falling behind and he was top of the class.