A blush bloomed over Hermione’s cheeks. "I mean, we certainly don’t  have to. Do that. We can always just—sleep. That would be just as nice, I think, to not have to part ways at the end of the night and just get to fall asleep in each other’s arms." Draco held her gaze, not giving anything away of his emotions. "But if you wanted to—go further, well, I’m on the potion. And we hadn’t really talked about  that  before, but I thought it would be better to be prepared—"