Theo watched the two of them sleep and his heart tightened. Draco had crawled into the hospital bed with Hermione now that she’d been unhooked from the I.V. and the monitors. They would probably be sent home tomorrow. Theo was sure the clinic staff was ready to work without him constantly over their shoulder. The ten thousand dollars bonus he’d given each of them yesterday had done a great deal to curb their annoyance with his hovering, as though he didn’t already pay them an exorbitant salary to be on call for his people’s needs, but still, rewards garnered loyalty; Theo knew that. Threats to destroy their families didn’t hurt either. A little carrot and a little stick, Theo’s favorite method of dealing with employees always worked, except with Snape.