That had led to a vicious argument, because he hadn't wanted to talk and she had, and both of them were just so damn stubborn. But she hated fighting with him; not the light, almost playful disagreements they indulged in all the time – she liked those all right. Real, raw, arguments upset her though, so she didn't ask him about the visits again. She knew she wasn't just curious, she was downright nosy sometimes, and Draco didn't always want to share everything right away, and Hermione told herself she needed to respect that. Instead he went outside when he returned, standing on the back porch and staring into the garden, and she left him alone, giving him a wide berth. Most of the time he ended up telling her what had happened anyway, later on when he was ready to.