The following morning was much like the previous. Finding it even more difficult to sleep, Harry had given up at six. He showered to try and wake himself up, and took himself down for breakfast. He was one of only five students awake this early, the rest all being seventh year Ravenclaw’s who he imagined were taking the preparation for their NEWTS very seriously. He attempted to eat a bowl of porridge, but found he didn’t have much of an appetite, and settled instead for back-to-back cups of coffee. When he heard approaching footsteps half an hour later, he was half expecting to see Pansy heading his way again. He was surprised therefore, to find Draco sitting down gingerly in front of him.