And so instead, he pulled the map free from his trunk. He spotted Draco easily, exactly where he expected to find him in the Slytherin dormitories, Blaise, Goyle, and Nott with him. He wondered faintly where Crabbe was, but he was distracted by thoughts of Draco. His gaze lingered on Draco’s name, and he had to physically hold himself back from stroking his finger over the parchment. He found a breath trapped somewhere in his chest, and it was a conscious effort to force it out. He didn’t have time for this. He quickly scouted out the route between the tower and the kitchens, and finding no one in sight, he shoved the map into his pocket, and slung his robes around his shoulders.