He woke up early the next morning, dressing quickly in black slacks and a black turtleneck. It was his usual wardrobe, but now that it felt safer to be Draco Malfoy, he enjoyed it even more.  It was bloody freezing in the farm house, and for some reason there were no fireplaces in it. Which made absolutely no sense to him, but she always casted warming charms with ease and even set out little jars with small flames in them. 