The next morning, Hermione woke at her usual time but found Draco still fast asleep, so she gingerly climbed out of bed and tossed on her bathrobe, making her way to the sitting room where breakfast, as always, sat waiting. Ignoring the food for the moment, she poured herself some coffee from the small carafe and fixed it up to her liking before settling into the window seat with her book. There she sat quite contentedly for roughly half an hour, until Draco, dishevelled and sleepy-looking, poked his head out the door. 