Hermione went with him, walking side by side up the broad staircase. She knew that the entire upstairs had been repainted and rearranged. The staircase split in two at the top, Draco took the right hand stairs, "this is the family wing," he said as she followed him, "that's the nursery," he pointed to a door on the left that stood a jar, "when scorp’s outgrown it, he'll move to one of those rooms." There were four or five doors on the opposite side of the hall, "that was my room growing up." Draco pointed to the second door on the right as they passed it. He pushed the last door on the left open. It led to a sitting room with doors on opposite walls, the traditional master suite. Hermione looked around as Draco went through the door on the left. The central room reminded her of the head's common room at Hogwarts, a small couch and chair sat before an empty fireplace, built in bookshelves lined the walls on either side. A small writing desk sat in front of windows that lined the far side of the room, thick blue curtains hung open allowing the early afternoon sun in and the walls were white- or a very very light blue. She moved to the windows which looked out over the front garden. A plush beige carpet lined the floor, and she didn't hear Draco come back from what must be his bedroom. "What do you think? You're welcome to change anything you don't like." She jumped, "no, it's lovely." She said, "did you find what you needed?"