Malfoy closes the side door of the huge manor quietly behind them, and then turns to Hermione, the dark stains of exhaustion and strain beneath his eyes highlighted by the moonlight. She had been sitting awake waiting for him when he'd come in, and there had been blood stains on his clothing. Hermione had told him then that they didn't have to go out, but he'd said he wanted to, and so did she, of course. But he looks like utter shit, half-dead on his feet, and it worries her. "Well. Where do you want to go, Granger? It's up to you, tonight."