He bent to kiss her forehead and she stirred slightly, but only to shift and close her mouth before her light snores continued. Draco decided to let her sleep. They had time later that night after dinner with the Potters. And she would need to be well rested for what he had planned to do to her. Instead, while she slept, he caught up on some letters and financial business that had been waiting far too long. The goblins kept pestering him about something to do with a joined Black vault he and Potter had been left for some reason. Draco still couldn't fathom it, nor had he any need for it. The Malfoy vaults were still vastly overflowing for any needs he and his family would ever have.