Hermione opened her eyes from a ray of sunshine on her face. It must’ve been very early. She heard the birds chirping in the garden while a small current of slightly chilly wind blew through the room. Her eyes slid down to Draco’s head resting peacefully on his pillow. The sun shone through his hair, making it almost transparent. She denied herself from sliding her hand through it. If he woke up, she’d find herself in a situation that was hard to explain. Hermione watched the peaceful expression on his face with a touch of a smile on her lips. God, he looked irresistible even asleep. She never thought that she would find herself in a situation like this. She was watching Draco Malfoy sleep and her only wish was to stay like this forever. A voice inside her head reminded her of her duties and what she had promised to herself. Hermione wasn’t going to let herself fall further down the rabbit hole. She wasn’t going to let herself get closer to him. It would ruin her in the end. No matter how much she wanted it. She would have to wait for a bit less than a year before this was over. For the first time, Hermione found herself questioning whether she even wanted this to end. She quickly swatted away the thought. Unless she wanted to become an emotional wreck, it was better not to think of it at all. Not until she runs out of time.