She had woken up that morning to Draco’s hand rubbing gently up and down her back. They had obviously kicked the blankets off during the night, and his hand drifted softly against the cotton fabric. She much preferred the husky whispered confessions she hadn’t been meant to hear coaxing her awake to the anxiously blurted "Healer Granger" that had started her awake multiple times throughout the day. The inevitable startled gasp that escaped her grew no less embarrassing as the day dragged on. 