It was well past the campers's curfew when Harry had decided to take an impromtu swim in the lake. He had taken a few imaginary laps back and forth to justify the swim, but had soon come to terms with the fact that he'd rather just drift around.<br/>Harry had been deep in though, with his head tilted backwards into the chill water, when somebody called his name. Instinctively, he straightened his posture, suddenly feeling exposed. He was, though the water had muffled the sounds, well aware that the voice was not the one of a camper, and this took part of the edge off of his surprise. "Yeah?"<br/>Barely reaching to step across the lakebed, Harry moved back towards the dock; he had drifted further than expected. As soon as the dock came into sight, Harry was able to place the voice, too, and the sight made a smile appear on his lips.<br/>"Hi, Draco," he greeted, as he moved further way from the lakeside, taking a couple of breasttrokes towards the counselor .