Harry and Ginny walked a few paces behind him. Silencing any student who tried to approach. Hermione sat still in his arms apart from the gentle twisting of his hair through her fingers and the shallow breaths she took against his neck. Draco nodded goodbye to Harry just outside the Great Hall and took a side door down to the dungeons. The smell of the musty air seemed to calm Hermione a little more, her breathing evened out and her grasp around his shoulders tightened as they walked deeper and deeper underground. He used his boot to kick open the dungeon door and was greeted by a roaring fire, a steaming pot of peppermint tea and a covered tray of dinner. Theo must have told Nox they would be here.