"A little spell mother uses on me and father when we start to get upset." He smirked at his friend and got into his bed. "Well, I'm knackered. See you in the morning." With that, Draco closed his curtains around his bed and the room fell silent. Blaise climbed into his bed as well. Sleep evaded him for some time. His last thoughts were of long silver hair, steely grey eyes, and a serene smile.