Several minutes passed of her doing nothing but standing in the kitchen window staring at the wizard who hadn't moved. It could all be a trap. Rodolphus and his cohorts could be just out of her line of sight waiting for the moment she made herself vulnerable enough to open the door and step outside. But, as logical as she tried to approach the situation, her intuition began to take over. She didn't feel in danger from the man. Yes, she was aware of how insane that would sound to anyone else's ears. She didn't care. Draco was putting himself in just as much danger by leaving himself so vulnerable and exposed. What if Antonin saw him? Or Augustus?