The heel of his shoe crunched over the remnants of her plate. "Because I’m  your mate," he nearly growled, vanishing the mess on the floor with a wordless wave of his hand. Crookshanks purred loudly, weaving in and out of Draco’s long legs as he slowly prowled towards her with carefully measured steps. "Why are you leaving your doors wide open? Any dangerous person could just waltz right in and—"