"Hi. Me again. Hermione, Harry said you should get ready to come too. Apparently, there are bodies. He didn’t ask me to come, but I invited myself. He’s grumpier than usual this morning because he didn’t get much sleep last night. You’d think after the org–" Theo’s words were cut off by Harry’s sharp tone from the living room calling his name. Draco’s mouth was still hovering over hers as he chuckled, his lips brushing up against hers as his body shook with silent laughter. 