His mother would scowl he was sure but, oh, his father would either kill him or himself. Good thing they were both dead,  hopefully rotting. The letter he got not long after their visitors left was a cherry on top of his day. Azkaban was truly a morbid place. But now he had no time to think about all the paperwork coming his, no that can wait.And how many years has Draco dreamed of her here, in his room. And now Hermione was truly here, alive and breathing, looking more real than ever. His mind remembering all the fantasies he thought about while laying on his bed at night, his thoughts circling only about her.