Luckily, breaking uncomfortable silence over breakfast was well within the skill set of Hermione Granger. Draco had poured a generous measure of clear liquid from a crystal decanter into a goblet of orange juice before poking two sausages from a serving tray, sitting across her, two seats over in an obvious attempt to give her space. Hermione cleared her throat with an exaggerated sort of flair and Draco looked up with his mouth half full of sausage. 