Eventually breaking apart they moved over to a sofa and talked about the future without fear for once, she explained she had told McGonagall and she hoped there was a way to cancel the enchantment, hoping that they could convince the Ministry this was an awful idea. If they couldn’t change it they would work it out, it didn’t matter. Hermione still wasn’t sure about the future but discussing with him that being without each other wouldn’t make either one of them happy, it seemed silly in retrospect that the idea of being separate would make things better. Eventually she drifted off to sleep lying on his lap like the first night they spent together in the common room, Draco had summoned her a blanket and by the early hours they were both lying with limbs entwined with each other. 