Draco never appreciated when she brought up that horrible March night when she was tortured by his aunt in the drawing room. It wasn't exactly as if Hermione enjoyed remembering it either. Once she made a promise that she would never return to the damned Manor of her own free will again. She hoped to continue the rest of her life, no matter how long or short it turned out to be, avoiding that hateful place. As they climbed the stairs, she tried to push away reminders of the first time she knew she was in his childhood home. So much happened when she was simply trying to stay alive that wretched night. When he pushed open the door at the top of the stairs, she felt like she could breathe easier.