There was a moment in which nothing else happened, and Draco half expected her to go ahead and spin the hourglass to return back to their time, but then, the door to the bedroom creaked open and Other Draco walked in. This Other Draco had a stoic expression on his face, a darkness to him that was frightening, a fear that solidified as he watched himself cross the room and lift the skirts of the woman bent over the table.