It was easier for her when he stayed away. Every time she entered the old Headquarters, she expected to turn a corner and find him waiting for her again. Several months had gone by with him flitting in and out of her life in various capacities and he still confused her. He never once made his motivations clear. Other than getting Aberforth released from the prison she was responsible for putting him in, she had no idea what Draco actually wanted from her. Maybe he claimed in a whisper in a darkened room that he thought he was falling in love with her. Maybe he even believed it himself, but she wasn't buying it. Usually, she could think a lot clearer when he wasn't in the vicinity. Something about the wizard felt off. She couldn't explain it exactly.