"Night Harry, night Ron," Hermione answered and when they had left she flopped back on her bed and heaved an enormous sigh. It was going to be more than strange, having Malfoy around. Hermione guessed they couldn't keep him locked up in the dank cellar forever, not if he proved trustworthy. So that probably meant having him around the house, eventually. She would have to see him every single day. She would have to eat meals with him and spend long evenings listening to the wireless with him in the room.