The newly acquired beaded bag glittered in the starlight cast through the open walls of the tower. Ron had not so much as told her "Merry Christmas’, Harry had sent her a card tucked into the knitted jersey Mrs Weasley had sent her and other than Luna's lovely handmade bottle cap earrings, Hermione had not received anything else. Her parents started giving her money a few years ago when they realised they could not go and purchase the things she needed or wanted and so it was a very empty Christmas until Draco returned from home with her new favourite possession. Hermione sat on the edge of a blanket with him for most of the night, occasionally she allowed Theo or Luna to pull her to her feet for a dance around the tower and at one point when they all produced their patronuses so watch them drift around lazily, she danced around the vapours with Luna's hands gripped in hers. Hermione's otter floated dreamily through the huge wooden beams while Luna’s hare chased it from below. Both of the boy's patronuses tumbled together before going over the edge of the floor where they fell from the tower into the darkness beyond.