Anyone else might have been surprised by the amount of space inside the little tent, but Draco had grown up with magic and was much too familiar with Granger's extension charms to be even the slightest surprised. He spotted the bed in a far shielded corner, next to what looked like a small kitchenette and a table with four chairs. Using the last remaining strength he had in him, he walked over to gently place Granger on the bed. He couldn't care less if there was blood all over the fucking thing.