Hermione managed to get out of bed some half an hour later after Draco left, painfully sensing how weak her body had become. She felt dizzy when she stood up, so she had to walk slowly. The cottage was small, so it didn’t take long for her to look around while she tried to keep her thoughts away from Harry and what was waiting for him. There were two more rooms save from the one she slept in, as well as a living room connected to a small kitchen. She went there to make a cup of tea. Thankfully, the gas stove was working. She didn’t feel like eating neither the salad nor the still-warm soup Draco had made her but she couldn’t resist tasting it – all she could think was that Draco should stay with cooking potions.