Just as he reached the woman, his surroundings changed. Draco looked around at the familiar stone walls of the shared dormitory. It was silent for a moment before he heard a feminine moan. Curiosity piqued, he followed the sound to Granger’s door. In his dream, Draco appeared to have no apprehension, no sense of caution regarding his and Granger’s precarious relationship. He approached the door to her room and placed a hand on the wood, the door gave– it was unlocked and unlatched. From within, another sound. A guttural moan followed by incoherent mumbling. Draco brought a fist to his mouth, stifling a moan of his own in reply. As he eased open the door with his other hand, the hand fell from his mouth at the sight before him. He took several steps, stopping just a couple of steps from the bed.