Hermione kept hoping Draco would look over at her, and made sure her knees were tucked well enough up against her chest that her breasts wouldn’t show if he looked over. Her heart beat fast, and she nibbled at her lip, hoping he would look at her and give her some sign that he wasn’t hurt or angry about what had happened downstairs. God, so much had happened in general – things that they would need to talk about eventually, but not tonight. Tonight Hermione just wanted to lie on Draco’s bed with him and sleep for a while, wrapped in his arms.