They decided not to tell Ron, Hermione had taken him dinner and sat with him a while as she watched him push the food around his plate. He pulled the blankets back over his head as she left, closing the door with a click. Theo woke her at quarter to two. They had been sleeping on the couch in the drawing room, Harry on the couch opposite them. Hermione brewed a pot of tea and sat down in front of the maps which they had left spread out on the dining table. Hermione had her DA coin ready too, plucked from her school trunk in the depths of her bag. Her fingers had brushed against Draco’s trunk, still in her possession and she couldn't help but tug one of his woollen school jerseys from the black leather case and pull it over her head. The smell of sugar and apples enveloped her, fuelling her need for success. 