He looked peaceful. And usually that wasn't the case with him. Hermione bit her lip thinking about yesterday, how everything  came to be. How she was tied to this man and in all honesty, she wouldn't have it otherwise. Hermione loved him and now she knew that he loved her too. Slowly, Hermione lifted herself up, trying not to wake him since the man sleeps only a few hours a day if they were lucky. But then, she let out a yelp when Draco's arms suddenly grabbed her around her shoulders and waist, pressing her back against him. Hermione giggled when he turned them sideways, now caging her between the back of the sofa and himself.