"Come on," she urged and squeezed his arm and he stepped through, staring around the tiny space as she hurriedly locked the door and cast a good half dozen privacy spells on it. She didn’t care what anyone thought if they tried to get in and couldn’t. They knew Draco was her friend, and if they suspected he was something more, then...well she’d deal with it if that happened. She turned around and put her wand on the dresser by the door, and faced Draco. He stood by her bed, biting his lip, eyes on the floor.