He greeted Jane, muttered the password, and sped through the common space to his room. He noticed immediately upon entering his room that there was a light on in Granger’s room. He was tempted to knock, to seek comfort from the person he’d just recently recognized to be safe– to reciprocate his feelings. Remembering his father’s words, he pushed that thought aside and took a seat at his desk. Grabbing a piece of parchment and wetting his quill, Draco wrote to his mother.