Her eyes adjusted to the darkness as she entered the room, closing the door behind her. Hermione’s eyes widened at the sight of him. Malfoy was sitting on a leather armchair by the window, only wearing a pair of silk, black pyjama bottoms. He didn’t meet her eyes, only stared out the window as he sipped from what looked like a glass of firewhiskey. With a flick of her wand, Hermione turned on a candlelight located on top of his nightstand. 