While thunder cracked outside, the sitting room at No. 12 lit up, not from the lightning, but from the light of a wolf Patronus that dashed around the room before it settled in front of Draco and Hermione, "Hey sweethearts, I’m going for a pint with Pads and Kingsley after work, don’t wait up for me. Hermione, be a good girl for Draco. Love you."