It was more than a week later that Hermione began to feel like herself again.  Though Draco couldn’t be directly in charge of her care because of her relationship with him, he had been as attentive as his schedule permitted – not that she was exactly left alone.  Yaxley had taken up permanent residence in the chair by the window and sat there reading.  Narcissa was at her side, holding her hand, from sunrise to sundown, and always left her with a kiss and a promise she’d be back in the morning. 