At any rate, it had been at Hermione's insistence that Draco spend time with Pansy, so she couldn't complain about it. She knew her fears were silly, pale things. So what if once Draco and Pansy had been intimate at Hogwarts? Things changed, she told herself, and she had no reason to distrust Draco, or to believe that there was any chance he and Pansy would ever gravitate back together in that way. It was Hermione's bed that Draco slept in every night, all curled around each other, taking turns soothing away each other's nightmares with whispers and kisses.