Hermione rolled her eyes at Draco's request, but didn't say "no'. Stepping aside to let him enter her sanctuary, she closed the door behind him. He stood in the middle of the bedroom seeming ill at ease. Always the perfect gentleman. Part of her was tempted to be rude and not invite him to sit down. After all, she didn't really want to be in his presence again. Not since he had lied to her and deceived her in such a terrible manner. She had almost returned to her husband because of what he did, for Merlin's sake! Finally taking pity on him, she gestured to a squashy armchair next to the window.