Hermione was rather looking forward to their upcoming week of travel, even sharing the tiny cabin with Draco as they made their way back to the surface. Perhaps she would get to sleep in the bottom bunk now after all. She had already collected the ingredients to remake his seasickness potion for him, too. She was nearly giddy, in fact, at the prospect of spending uninterrupted hours with him in the viewing room, watching the sea life beyond, reading their respective books. A quiet, enjoyable silence after the tumultuous few weeks they'd had in Atlantis sounded quite perfect. 