For a long while, no one spoke. Ron rubbed a comforting hand up and down Hermione’s shoulder, while Draco encouraged Harry closer so that he could cradle him in his arms and stroke his cheek. Harry felt suddenly drained, as if he could close his eyes and sleep for seven days and still feel tired. Not for the first time, Harry regretted that he and Draco were in separate houses and couldn’t simply curl up into bed with one another. It was another thing for him to resent about being at school again. He hoped desperately that they would succeed in destroying Voldemort while sparing Harry, just so that he and Draco could experience falling asleep in one another's arms in a bed that they shared.