As she remained in the bed enjoying the relative peace and comfort of Draco's flat, her mind wandered to thoughts of the owner. Where was he? Where did he run off to in such a rush the night she arrived? When he didn't immediately return and then an entire day passed without him coming back through his front door, she had to face the possibility that he was indeed out there betraying her. She couldn't blame him. One had to take care of themselves in a world like theirs. Those who sacrificed their own safety to protect strangers or mere acquaintances were fools who got exactly what they deserved.