Draco fell to the bed. What a day it had been. He still couldn’t believe it. Hermione fancied him. And he fancied her. It felt big, and good. Draco couldn’t wait to speak to her again. She had said something about a place for them. Them, Draco and Hermione. It had a nice ring to it. He smiled as he drifted to sleep. Draco and Hermione.  