Theo crashed hard after Hermione and Draco left in the early morning hours from the club. It had taken everything in him not to just keep them with him, but he knew that would be too much too soon and he didn’t want Hermione, dear sweet Hermione, to bolt. Maybe it would be for the best if her passport was misplaced for a little while. Draco had been so blase about them the last time Theo had seen them in the kitchen, he’d bet anything the passports were merely sitting on a table in the bedroom now instead of the foyer.