Draco was still asleep, so she set the cup gingerly down next to the head of the bed. The gesture seemed odd and foreign, and she wondered if this was simply a manifestation of pity for Malfoy. She climbed into her own bed, careful not to spill her coffee climbing the ladder. She thought she might read a few pages of her book, but it was mere moments before she heard creaking movements from the bunk below. 