Despite their lovely diversions, however, the looming spectre of the Battle of Hogwarts was quickly upon them, the third anniversary of the day when so many had lost so much. Hermione found both herself and Draco more subdued, seeking comfort rather than pleasure from each other's touch. The previous two years, she, Harry and Ron had spent the day together, usually with various Weasleys in remembrance of Fred, and always with copious amounts of alcohol. They'd laugh, cry, drink, take hangover cures and then drink some more, telling stories and singing songs and lessening the pain by sharing it. Draco, conversely, was an intensely private person, often requiring time and space to work through his thoughts and feelings. 