Her eyes sprung open, pushing out of bed and begin trying her hair up into a bun. She slipped a pair of boots. Just as she was about to open the door, she paused- turning back around, and walked towards the dresser staring down at the calming draught Mr.Malfoy had brought her yesterday. The sound of footsteps approached from behind her, and someone grabbed her wrist, spinning her around. His apparition was so quiet, she barely heard him land in her room.