She could only vaguely remember slipping between the decadent sheets the night before. After his summons while they were showering together, he had been frustratingly tight-lipped about what he discovered when he Apparated to Hogsmeade. But whatever had happened, he was given a task that had to be completed. Though he might have come back to sleep in his own bed for the night, he was gone again before she even woke up. Not even a note was left to give her a clue to his whereabouts. Any life spent with Draco Malfoy would be fraught with unexplained absences and late nights. Of course, even just contemplating what a life with the wizard would be like was a ridiculous waste of time.