Draco and Remus had both spent the entirety of Tuesday trying to recover while Hermione took her exam, but the pair struggled so shortly after the moon with their mate all the way in Scotland, and it was a restless recovery at best. Remus barely kept his eyes open during his meetings on Wednesday while Draco began to cram in revisions for his examinations to take place the following morning. Hermione, hoping to do something nice for Draco, had planned to cook breakfast and ease him into the day before he was to Floo to the Headmistress’ office. But around 3:00 in the morning, he woke up screaming Hermione’s name, pleading for his dead, crazed aunt to drop her wand. All in all, it was a hard week for the triad. They were exhausted, no one more than Draco as evidenced by his slumbering form draped across a very naked, and very wet witch.