All of a sudden, Draco was a stranger. Hermione had never felt more utterly disconnected from him. Even when they had despised each other back at school there had been more of a familiar connection between them. And now it was like...like he was an alien. Totally foreign to her, as if a great gulf separated them. Just six days ago they had been naked together, and now he was a stranger. Her brain had whiplash from the sudden disconnect; it was as though he’d just flicked a switch, and everything had shut down. It felt like their relationship had never existed. Like it had all just been a dream.