The club was empty and quiet, but Hermione was still half asleep as she wandered through the space. They’d partied hard the night before, and Hermione felt exhausted, she was ready to be in their real bed. She wondered when she had started thinking of Theo’s bed as theirs. She wasn’t sure that this could be real, a real relationship. Her and Draco’s real life was in London after all, this was just a little vacation from reality wasn’t it?