Hermione carefully untangled herself from Draco and shifted on the bed to lie on her back. She listened intently to Draco’s even breaths beside her. Turning her head to the side, she watched as he slept. His brow unfurrowed, no pain marking his features. She knew his headaches had become more frequent, and the prospect that the headaches had something to do with the unsettled magic of the bond between them seemed to be more and more probable every day. 